Twisted

First Sight

        No matter how hard he tried he couldn't stop staring. He forced his eyes to look away but they were drawn back to...her. Her hair, eyes, body, confidence, smile...they were amazing. Oh shit. He thought to himself as her turquoise eyes met with his. No matter how hard he tried he couldnt stop staring. She gave him a close lipped shy smile and looked down, she started to chip away at her white manicured nails. He tilted his head. Perfect he told himself, she's perfect. A sudden smack brought him back form dreamland.

        "-hole?" Questioned his friend

        "Excuse me?" He said confused not able to gather the catter he missed.

        "Talk to her!" His friend said with a girlish squeal.

        "Hell no." He replied tossing his hair.

        "Why not!"

        "Because this is her," he placed a hand above his head "and this is me." he placed his other hand far below.

        "Oh please! Shes not that  popular. I mean she's up there, but not up there." She started making grand gestures with her hands, but he zoned out what she was saying. he was back to her. Staring, watching and when she made eye contact with him again his heart fluttered, he tilted his head and smirked. She rolled her eyes in a mocking way. She challenged him, daring him to look away first.

You're on.

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        He wiggled his eye brows and she laughed. she didn't care if her friends gave her crazed looks. she bit her lip unknowingly and the smirk returned. she narrowed her eyes then waited for his response, but the blonde girl next to him hit him the back of the head, jerking him to life. The girl and the five other guys at the table laughed. He said something to the blonde and looked at me once more, giving an apologetic glance. She half smiled and looked away. Jealousy flooded over her. Stop. She chastised herself.

        "You okay?" Her friend asked eyes curious and concerned

        "What? Yeah...why?"

        "You seem...mad all of the sudden."

       "I have no reason to be mad, thanks for caring." She regretted the attitude she put behind the sentence. Her friend disregarded her previous observation.

        "Come with me to the bathroom?" Her other friend asked with wide eyes.  She shrugged and got up. They got up from their lunch table and walked over to wall opposite the noise cafeteria. "GUESS WHAT!" her friend asked with too much excitement.

        "OMG what!?" she made sure her sarcasm was noticed.

        "Jack is going ask you to the fall ball!"

        "And?"

        "AND this is what you've wanted!"

        "No this what you've wanted."

        "Just because you guys are my OTP and I've been waiting for this moment since freshman year doesn't mean I'm the only one who wants this!"

        "You know i don't like him."

        "Give him a chance!"

        "No. I don't wan-" While walking away from her friend she bumped into someone. Oh my gosh. her heart skipped a beat, her eyes widened as she looked up at the stranger who's arms held her. "Hi." She smiled at the stranger. He stared back at her searching her eyes

        "Hi." He breathed. He was still holding her by the waist.

        "It's you." She whispered, hoping he didn't hear her idiotic sentence.

        "Yeah...um...name...uh...me...my-" she laughed at his struggle and tried to help him along.

        "My name is Alba. And you are?" She giggled.

        "E-Emmett."

        "Emmett." She tilted her head and he let go of her waist. "Nice to meet you."

And so begins the love story of Emmet and Alba. and what a complicated one it is.