The First Chapter of School Hunk: Falling in Love with My First Crush

  Groggily, I reached for the alarm clock on my bedside table. 6:45! Oh no! Today I have to get to school early, there's a small test in our first period English class. So I hastily got up, washed my face and brushed my teeth, casually tied up my hair in a ponytail, and rushed all the way to the bus stop.

  What a relief! Luckily I didn't miss it, and it's still my usual window seat.

  My name is Sha Shan, I'm 15 years old, and I'm just an ordinary second-year junior high school student. I don't have any brothers or sisters, my mom was afraid of pain, after giving birth to me, she vowed never to get pregnant again. Don't think that I would be the little princess at home, my handsome dad only has eyes for his beautiful wife, and that queen who doesn't know the ways of the world always treats her only child as a model for her paintings.

  Because my mom likes new things, we move every few years, and the last time three months ago was my fifth move since I was born. I heard that we came here because of my mom's high school best friend, and it's been hard for them to meet up since they got married and had kids, so this time they decided to move to the same city.

  I once heard about my parents' romantic love story. My mom was a stunning model on the catwalk during her university days, and one day she met a free-spirited photographer who was as untamed as a wild horse - that's my dad ^0^. A glance and a smile, and in just a few days of shooting, that photographer was deeply drawn to my mom's purity and kindness.

  After a five-year long-distance romance, Dad used up all sorts of romantic and touching tricks, even bringing out the marriage that he had always scorned, finally getting Mom's nod. After marrying Dad, Mom ended her modeling career and became a free painter.

  When I was twelve, the boy behind me handed me a childish love letter. At that time, I knew that several couples in school had secretly started dating, hiding in cold drink shops and eating the same ice cream cone one mouthful at a time. It seemed disgusting to me then, I didn't want to eat those stinky boys' saliva.

  I often move, and the classmates and friends around me are constantly changing. Although I have received many love letters, and some bold boys even invited me directly, I have never tried romance. Perhaps it was influenced by my parents, I always feel that my first love must be with a boy I like, even if it can't last forever, it must be unforgettable.

  Until three months ago, I transferred to Experimental High School. I met the first boy in my life who made my heart skip a beat, and just by secretly looking at him, I would blush and my heart would pound faster. When he took the initiative to talk to me, all my worries would disappear, just like eating my favorite ice cream, sweet all the way to my heart.

  But he was too excellent, the darling of all teachers, carefully held in their hands. He was too popular, almost every girl would have a hint of shyness when mentioning his name. He was too gentle, as if every classmate was his treasured object, he was so kind, with a light smile always on his handsome face.

  How could a boy like that belong to me? Although I'm lucky enough to be in the same class as him, he seems to treat all his classmates equally and can't tell which girl has received special attention from him. Three months after transferring schools, I've heard countless things about him.

  The study committee of Class 2 knew he liked Jay Chou's songs, so on his birthday party last year, they collected all the CDs of Jay Chou's albums from his debut to present and gave them to him. The class leader of Class 7 worked with him to prepare for the Olympic competition, thinking that being close to him would bring benefits, and made a great effort to show off his special status in front of others. Even the most difficult-to-pursue girl in the grade, who was also the prettiest, had expressed that if he were the one, she might agree.

  Every day during morning reading, there would be a class cadre sitting on the podium to record the names of late students. Today being Monday, it was naturally the class monitor who sat up there. I ran from the bus stop all the way to the classroom in one breath, feeling more miserable than if I had run 800 meters, and collapsed onto my desk with my whole body numb. My deskmate Ye Xin leaned over and said, "Luckily you ran fast, otherwise two minutes later you would definitely have been called to the office."

  When I raised my head to look at the clock on the wall, he happened to see him looking over here and hurriedly buried his head in the English book. Right, he is Sanban, also known as the class president of our class, Dan Lanlu.

  Before the school bell rang, the head teacher came in and said that there would be a movie night, so all the students had to stay in their seats for a while. The tickets would be distributed later. After saying that, he called Danyu to his office. Nobody knew what movie it was going to be, so everyone was wildly guessing. The classroom was in chaos, and every single person looked extremely excited. There were several boys in the class who desperately searched for the ticket next to their crush's seat, even offering to buy them something or do a favor in exchange.

  After getting the movie tickets, my deskmate found out that our seat numbers weren't consecutive and couldn't help but wonder: "I wonder who has the number in between us?"

  I had agreed to meet at the cinema entrance, but after waiting for a long time, I didn't see Yexin's figure, so I could only go in alone. Row 16, seat 19, I finally found you! It seemed like someone was already sitting next to me, but because it was too dark, I couldn't see who it was. Was it a classmate from my own school?

  The movie had been playing for about 15 minutes when the person next to me suddenly handed over a bag of popcorn. I turned my head in surprise, and vaguely saw that handsome face. How could it be him sitting next to me? He was the one who distributed the movie tickets, did he deliberately arrange this? No way, I tried to dispel the beautiful fantasy in my mind, it must just be a coincidence.

  "Don't you like eating popcorn?"

  "No, thank you." I took the popcorn from his hand, but accidentally touched his fingertips, and my face burned with a tingling sensation. Fortunately, the cinema was pitch black, or else I would have wanted to dig a hole and hide, even though I knew he might just be treating me like that because I'm his classmate, but my heart still thumped wildly.

  "Are you going home alone after watching the movie?"

  "Ah? Yeah, there's a bus here that goes near my home."

  "Wait for a moment and let's go together, okay?"

  My jaw dropped in shock, and I saw his bright eyes shining like stars in the dark. I nodded foolishly, then just ate my popcorn without daring to look up at him again, but I didn't hear a word of the movie on screen.

  When we came out of the cinema, in order to avoid my classmates' gaze, I deliberately kept some distance from him as we walked, and like this, one in front of the other, we arrived at the bus stop. After getting on the bus, the two of us just randomly chose seats and didn't say a word.

  I never thought that one day I would be walking with Danlan like this, on a night when the stars are falling, the streetlights stretching our shadows out long and thin, just like a pair of intimate lovers. We're just quietly walking, and for a moment, I even hope the road home could be longer, so we can keep walking like this, I really love this feeling.

  "I'm almost there, you should head back too." He said goodbye to him under a big tree and walked towards one of the houses in front.

  "Xiangshan." He called out my name, under the streetlight I turned around to look at him, expecting him to say what was on my mind, yet somehow afraid of him saying it out loud.

  "I, I like you. This is for you, if you accept it, please bring it to school tomorrow." The boy seemed to have used a lot of courage to say what was on his mind, but the young face still showed shyness, and after taking out a elegantly packaged box from his school uniform pocket, he turned his head to look elsewhere.

  Two innocent children stood quietly under the big tree, the wind gently blowing the girl's hanging hair, the boy waiting for the girl's answer.

  I took the box handed over by Shan Lanlu, I didn't know what to do at that moment, but just smiled sweetly and shyly, and ran into my own courtyard. But I knew Shan Lanlu was still watching me, and it wasn't until after a long time that he turned around and left.

  Slowly opening the box, I saw a very delicate butterfly brooch, so beautiful! Tonight's everything is like a dream, and suddenly he confessed to me, is this real? I couldn't help but pinch myself hard in front of the mirror, it hurts! Is this what love feels like? I lay on my bed looking at the ceiling happily thinking, gradually falling asleep.

  The next day, I pinned the butterfly brooch on my school uniform's left chest, and then I saw Shan Lu's genuine smile from the heart, filled with joy and fondness. Unlike before when I was afraid of being seen by him, I smiled back at him. From today on, this excellent boy is officially Sha Xiang's boyfriend.

  "Huh, Shanshan, your brooch is so pretty, where did you buy it?" My deskmate asked me as soon as she saw the brooch on my clothes.

  "Hmm... I stumbled upon it while shopping a few days ago." Ye Xin, sorry! I don't know how to tell you, I know you also have some feelings for Lan Lu, if you knew that I'm dating him, would you still consider me your friend? The school has always been against students dating, afraid of affecting their studies and causing trouble. Moreover, as the school's top seedling, the teachers wouldn't allow such a thing to happen and ruin his future. So I don't plan on making this public, that would only bring unnecessary trouble.

  "This weekend you accompany me to go, I have long wanted to buy such a thing."

  "Alright." Looks like I have to ask where Danlan bought it, or else it won't be good if the truth comes out, I secretly stick out my tongue.

  Because our seats in school were far apart, we hardly had a chance to talk, so the time after school became our most precious opportunity to be alone together. Sometimes Lan Lu would leave his bike at school and take the bus with me, and when it was crowded, he would stand beside me and gently hold my hand. Sometimes I would wait for him at the crossroads not far from school, jump onto the back of his bike, lean against him, and watch the sunset on the horizon.

  Although we were just classmates in school, Lan Lu's occasional caring gaze always made me feel sweet. I remember once during class, the sultry afternoon made everyone drowsy and listless. The teacher slammed his hand on the desk, asking us to stand up and answer questions, and I was unlucky enough to be picked. I looked down to ask my deskmate what the question was, but she also had a comically tense expression as if she had just been startled awake. This time I was really doomed, so I closed my eyes, gritted my teeth, and went for it.

  "Teacher, can I answer this question?" A pleasant voice sounded in my ear, and I turned around with excitement to see which kind angel God had sent, only to find that it was Blue standing up from his seat, the afternoon sunlight pouring in from the window and shining all over him, radiating a dazzling aura of youth.

  The teacher originally wanted to kill one and warn a hundred, but unexpectedly halfway through, a Cheng Yaojin appeared, with a very displeased expression. Just as he was about to get angry, he saw that the one standing up was the usually well-behaved and serious Dan Lanluo, and immediately put on a kind face again. Because of Lanluo's accurate and flawless answer, the teacher was overjoyed and also pardoned my punishment.

  "Class Monitor is really something, otherwise you would have definitely escaped the old Buddha's claws today." Until I sat down, my deskmate leaned over and whispered.

  Taking advantage of the teacher's turning back to write on the blackboard, I secretly turned my head to take a peek at Dan Lanluo, and our eyes met, he mischievously winked at me.