K.C.
P.O.V: First Person
Aaliyah better be in class. I need her intel. I know she knows some things. Not that I care about the boy. Hopefully she doesn't take me asking about him as I have a crush on him. I don't.
I walk into my 9am fashion class and immediately head towards my childhood best friend, Aaliyah. "Aaliyah!" I say excitedly, hugging her. "What's up, girl?" Aaliyah asks, reading my nervous body language almost immediately. "Somebody talking about you or something? You know I don't like bullies." Aaliyah raises her brow, her sassy philly accent clear as day.
"No, no. I just need some information on someone." I say, rolling my eyes at her protective attitude. "He's in my math class and he's a freshman like us. He can dress extremely well too." I explain, remembering the boy's clean outfit. "I just wanted to know if you've seen him around."
"You mean him?" Aaliyah points at a boy sitting at a table near the corner of the room. He has a needle and thread in his hand. His hood is finally off and his brows are slightly furrowed as he focuses on sewing a t-shirt. His headphones are still on his head, playing whatever music he listens to. His hands are steady and he seems relaxed.
Damn, he's kind of cute. "Kendall?" Aaliyah says, snapping me out of my trace. "Bitch, you're blushing." Aaliyah laughs at my slightly reddened face. "Yes, him, Aaliyah. Shut up." I say defensively. "Whatever girl. Look, all I know is that he's into fashion and music. He has the same music course as you, so maybe you'll see him." She explains.
"Does he have a dorm? Like, near us at least?" I ask, sighing in defeat. Aaliyah was my only hope at figuring out this alluring guy. "Maybe. I saw him leaving around the same time as me this morning. He might be in the boys section of our building." Aaliyah states, shrugging a bit afterwards.
I nod and I thank her for her intel. "Thanks boo, you're my favorite." I say, hugging her again and leaving her to her own work. I decide to begin working on a bag I designed for myself. I sit a few tables away from the boy, not wanting to disturb his peace. I place my own headphones over my head and I listen to the song "Didn't Cha Know" by Erykah Badu.
I get lost in the vibes of the song, the lyrics and the beat resonating deeply within me. Soon, It's time for my study hall class. I gather my things and I head to the main library, keeping my playlist on shuffle. Even with my music blasting in my headphones, the thought of this boy lingers in the back of my mind. I ignore it, deciding to blame it on the fact that I'm just tired.
I make it to the library and I go to my favorite spot. I decide to work on my sociology course since I have a few assignments due soon. While doing my assignments, I zone out a bit. I know the basics of the assignment so It doesn't take me long to finish.
Suddenly, my attention is drawn to the library doors opening and I see the boy. That same boy that's been on my mind, walking through the doors. My heart drops as I see him with my hand-knitted bag in his hand. Shit, I left it in my fashion class.
I watch him scan the area looking for me and I freeze as he finally looks at me. How did he know I was in here? I stand up from my spot as he walks over to me. "I'm pretty sure this is yours." He's soft-spoken. I avoid eye-contact with him, feeling extremely embarrassed.
"Yeah, It's mine. Thank you." I say sheepishly, taking my bag from him. "I saw you working on it in the fashion class. That's mad cool." He says, his gaze flickering to my hand-knitted bag. I nearly blush like a little girl again. His tone is genuine. "Thank you." I say again, smiling more comfortably.
I take a small breath, deciding to be bold and ask him what his name is. "What's your name so I can thank you properly?" I say, making sure I don't stumble over my words. He laughs a bit, his pearly white teeth only adding to his features. "Ke'Mari. Nice to meet you." He says calmly, making eye contact with me.
I try to ignore my racing heart rate and I nod with a friendly smile. "Kendall. It's nice to meet you, too. Thank you, Ke'Mari." I say, giggling slightly. Bitch, why are you giggling? Oh my gosh. I mentally roll my eyes at myself.
"I'll see you later, Kendall." Ke'Mari gives me an acknowledging nod before turning on his heel and walking out of the library. I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. Man, that was painful. I run over the entire interaction with Ke'Mari in my head again. Why was I so weird about that?
I sigh deeply, trying to shake away my growing overthinking. Ke'Mari. Very unique. I smile to myself and I sit back in my favorite spot in the library. I pull out my phone and I text Aaliyah immediately.
I laugh to myself at Aaliyah's teasing as I check my schedule. I have one more class for the day which is psychology. I gather all of my things, for real this time, and I head to my next class. I shuffle my playlist again, the song being "Doves In The Wind" by SZA, featuring Kendrick Lamar. Kind of hoping I'll bump into him again. He seems so calm. I like that.