The Boy Who Loved

When you are ignored by a person whose attention means most to you, the reaction in your brain will be similar to physical pain. The Boy Who Loved Jay was sitting at his usual seat in the class, at the last seat. He was one of the students who would usually not look up at the board, but today was special. He was looking up, straight towards the blackboard. His teacher was surprised also and thought the child was finally improving. It was true he was looking up, but not focusing on his studies or listening to what the teacher was teaching. He was looking at the new girl in the class, Aarya. She was sitting at the front bench. When she first arrived in the city three days earlier, Jay was one of the first to see her as she moved to the house next to his on Sixth District Street. She was 15 years old with black hair and dark brown eyes. Her eyes were as deep as the ocean and as calm as the sky; Jay would look at them all day without blinking. She was taller than most of the other girls o