Yeah...Wait, What?!

Yeah…Wait, What?!

I think you're fine

You really blow my mind

Maybe someday (someday), you and me can run away

I just want you to know

I wanna be your Romeo

Hey Juliet

(Hey Juliet)

(Hey Juliet)

Dammit, I’m running late again! Why am I always late for class, why doesn’t my dad wake me up earlier? This isn’t fair, if I’m late for this class, I won’t be able to get out of the dreaded role, the role of being Juliet. You see, we’re doing Shakespeare as a topic in English, and teacher thought it would be ‘funny’ to put me as Juliet. I rush past people, dodging the boys on their skateboards and the old ladies that seem to roam the streets ever so slowly. Making it to the gates, I race past the trees and finally, in two years, I’m early for once. I drop to my knees, this is the best feeling!

Oh no, the doors shut! I run, sweat running down my face; I slam open the door, my eyes wide. The whole class stares at me for a moment, before bursting out with laughter, even some wiped a tear from their eye. I frown, glaring at the teacher, “I made it.”

He chuckles, “Yeah you did. Take a seat.”

I nod, walking towards the back. My seat is far off in the darkest corner of the room, and people usually stay away from it anyway, so I’m lucky. I slump in my seat, looking around. So bored. Everyone is just writing down notes about this dumb thing anyway, so what’s the point of participating anyway? People stare at me for a slight second, before turning back towards the front, saying that I’m scary. This is pointless!

Halfway during the lesson, a guy enters the room, but I haven’t seen him around here before. His skin is unbelievably tanned, not to mention he has this urban look about him, like as if he’s an angel. Now that I think about it, he is a saint, with his brown hair and huge green eyes, he’s defiantly a saint. He looks very calm also, which is a strange thing.

The teacher looks at the door, smiling, “You’re the new boy?”

He nods, “Si….Ah…I’m no good at…English…”

I stand, my eyes wide. He’s Italian! I love Italian boys! The teacher looks at me, raising a brow, “Juliet? What are you doing?”

I blush, sinking into my chair, “Nothing…Just stretching.” I slump, folding my arms over one another, “Can’t a person stretch, sir?”

He glares, ignoring me, “Welcome to my English class! Why don’t you tell everyone a little about yourself?”

He stands in front of the class, smiling, “My n…name is Vincent, you call me Vince, eh? Ahh…” He looks at me for a second, before turning back to the class, “I live here one year, still picking things on…?”

“It’s up, mate!” I shout.

“Eh?”

I laugh, “You said it wrong!”

He looks at me, grinning sleeplessly, “Grazie, you’re kind…”

He stops, rubbing his head. The teacher tells him that he could sit wherever he likes, and he decides to sit next to me! I blush, looking out the window. Why me? I’m not special, so stop annoying me Vince or whatever your name is! It starts to rain, hard. I groan; this is stupid.

As the weeks go by, he always follows me. I have no friends, which it’s nice to have some company, but why him? I mean, he’s really nice and all, but why did he choose me as a friend? I enter the school, not caring if I’m late. This is so annoying; today I have to be Juliet because of the teacher. He says that because I’m annoying him, he puts me as this wimp, as I like to call it, in this play.

As I walk into the school, I bump into someone. This person smells of, oddly enough for the morning, garlic. I look up, only to meet that guy, Vince. He smiles, helping me up, “I waiting for you.”

I stare at him, wide eyes, “Really? Why?”

He chuckles, “Promised.”

I blush, “Thanks….Why were you waiting for me?”

He grabs my wrist, dragging me up the hill, “Perché ti amo.”

I raise a brow, “What does that mean?”

He shakes his head, “Because I can.”

The day went like a storm, I passed that stupid play and went home straight after that. Yes, it’s early to go home, but it’s a half day today, so I can. I rush into my room, opening my computer. I want to know what Vince said. I type in this:

Translate Perché ti amo into English

I wait. The internet always brings so much suspense it isn’t funny. It’s either that or I haven’t paid the internet bill in ages. The results are in! It is this:

Because I love you.

Yeah…Wait, what?!

I think you're fine

You really blow my mind

Maybe someday (someday), you and me can run away

I just want you to know

I wanna be your Romeo

Hey Juliet

(Hey Juliet)

(Hey Juliet)

Song: Hey Juliet

Artist Of Song: LMNT