I saw him

                                    

                                          
 I walked the usual walk to school. The same road. The same pavement cracks. 
My feet were being stabbed by the sheer cold that hung in the air. We were allowed to wear our own clothes to school. Uniforms were not compulsory on the last day of school for the summer. I would be 15 soon. Scary. I want to be 16. Then I would be able to drive. My dream is just to drive away from everything. Away from my parents, this dreaded school. Away from my life. 
School ended quickly. I'm not a bad student. I'm not stupid and I'm not smart. I'm average. Nothing more. 
I followed the exit out of the school and got to the pavement. My mum was going to pick me up so I sat on a wall that stopped at my hip and settled down. Waiting for my mother who was always late since her job is the most important thing in the world to her.
I got my book out and read. That's all I really did these days. Read. 
My eyes flickered upwards above my book. That's when I saw him. 
A boy. He looked about 18. Or maybe older. He was tall. About 6'4. His hair was brown and messy. He was leaning on the wall, plugged into music. He stared down at his iPod. Then glanced back to me. He smiled. 
I wasn't used to any interaction at all apart from answering questions in class.  It was weird but I smiled back. It felt weird to smile. I don't usually do it that often. 
A car came along and the boy got into it and he was gone. 
I huffed as my late mother approached me in her car. I got in rather ungracefully and fastened my seatbelt. 
 We were home shortly.