You didn't sit next to me.
But I noticed you because of your unruly long hair that you always put into a ponytail.
I noticed you because of the Superman hat you always wear. No exaggeration. Always.
I noticed you because you had an easy going laugh and you weren't loud and obnoxious.
I noticed you because when everyone else was bickering about unintelligible things, you were drawing.
You didn't demand anyone's attention, which is probably why you got mine.
I don't think you knew that I noticed you.
Well, luck would have it that you were assigned in my group.
Luck would have it that you talked to me and laughed at my jokes.
Luck would have it that you sat next to me even though there were five people in the group.
Luck would have it that even though I had a class after the class we shared, and that even though I never see you after that class, that I would run into you after my second class that day.
That'd I'd be waiting for my ride and you'd be standing there talking to me about classes.
I don't think you noticed me.
But I think you notice me now.
But I have no clue who you are still.
You're just a boy with a nice smile, blue eyes, a superman hat, long hair, a knack for drawing and who used to live in Tennessee.
I still don't know you.
I may never will.
It may never matter.
You could be a horrible and awful person.
But I still think you were worth writing about because you made yourself noticed even when you weren't noticable. And because I want more people to realize how rare and beautiful that is. That you don't have to be the prettiest, the loudest, the funniest, the most outgoing. That you can just be a quiet person with a nice smile and sometimes thats better than trying to be popular, outgoing, and noticeable. So, readers, I encourage you to be you. To be noticeable by not trying to be noticeable.