my kind of girl (megan)

The bell was about to ring. Another student had just sat down after reading their poem out loud. And Ms. Kwan said, "Alright. We have time for one more." From where Shayne was sitting, he had a perfect view of Megan Del Rossi. She was just one row over and three seats ahead of him. And lately Shayne couldn't help himself and had been daydreaming an awful lot while staring at her. He barely even knew her. Even though Matt was his best friend, he had never gone over to his house. And the two didn't hang out if Matt was around his family. It was kind of an unspoken rule.

Ms. Kwan looked at him, and gave him an unamused look. "Mr. Van Zandt. Care to join us?"

Shayne snapped out of his daydream and looked up at her. "Yes ma'am. I'm sorry."

"We haven't heard from you lately, Shayne. Why don't you come up and read us one of your latest poems. You have been keeping up with your journal, haven't you?"

Shayne grabbed his journal. "Yes, ma'am. I have and I'd be happy to share one." He stood up and went to the front of the room, flipping to the last written page. "This one is called because of you."

"You're in my dreams at night
And everyday I find I am thinking of you
Wish you would hold me tight
Can't think of a better place than to be with you
You're always on my mind
Ever since I looked into your eyes
And I just can't imagine life
Without you
And it's all because of you
Because of you I can be myself and I'm more secure
Because of you there is nothing in my mind that I am not sure of
You open my eyes and show me how the world can be
I fell in love with you, I just wish that you can see it
And while you're sitting there you're heart wrenched with pain
I sit on the sidelines wishing I could make you happy again
I can make your dreams come true
If you would let me love you"

The bell rang as Shayne finished his poem. Ms. Kwan looked up at the clock, and said, "Save your comments for Monday. We'll discuss Shayne's poem when we come back. Enjoy you're three day weekend everybody."

Shayne went back to his desk, his heart pounding. He had kept his eyes on Megan the entire time he read it. Had she noticed? He wasn't exactly planning on telling her that it was for her, but what was he going to do if she'd asked him. He wasn't sure how obvious he had been as the classroom quickly emptied out, he noticed that she was still standing there. What was she doing? Wasn't she dying to get out of that school just as much as everyone else was? Three day weekends were always horrible when it came to the traffic leaving the school. It was almost like the last day of school. Everybody was dying to get out of there. And yet, he knew in a couple of hours, they'd all be coming back to go to the rally. Shayne was planning on taking his time leaving, and going behind the crowd. And he wasn't planning on going to the rally. He hated those things. Maybe that was what Megan was doing? Waiting until she knew she wouldn't get caught up in the mass exovus. That is until he saw that she was walking over to him. He had never actually had talked to her before. And as much as he liked her he didn't know what he could possibly say. Maybe he could pretend like he didn't see her and get out of there quick. Shoving everything into his backpack, he hearidly lifted up, swung it over his shoulder, and made a bee-line for the door. That is until he heard her voice.