The Unlucky One

Chapter 8

To make up for the horrible feeling that has become a apart of me, due to the fact I feel as if I haven't been the best friend to Kristen, I didn't show up to first and second period. Instead, I bought Kristen and myself a coffee. I'm sure it wouldn't hurt to miss class on the fourth day because well... it's only the fourth day. And I wasn't too sure if Kristen was the kind of person who didn't mind drinking a caffeinated drink at 10:30 like I am, but I was about to find out.

For the time being I stood outside of McCoy's class, leaning up against the lockers and sipping my hot coffee. I wasn't a big fan of steaming drinks, despite the fact I've already burned my tongue throughout several attempts to savor the goodness and wake up a bit from a night of little to no sleep.

The dismissal bell rang and Kristen was one of the first people out of the class, her body trudging slowly. She looked up and her sleepy eyes made contact with mine, instantly lighting up to see my hand extended out with coffee meant for her.

"You are an angel sent from heaven Elodie!" She chirped, taking the drink and giving me a quick hug. I nearly split my drink, but her intentions were so nice I didn't mind a bit. She broke away, as she sipped she gave me a questioning look.

"What is your middle name?" She asked. I wiggled my eyebrows, taking a sip and stepping forward to walk our little route. "It's nerdy." I replied. To me at least.

"Just tell me, I won't move a muscle till you do. I promise I won't laugh." She said, crossing her heart. I rolled my eyes and winced. "It's Grace." She smiled at the name.

"How is that nerdy? Elodie Grace? To me it sounds pretty. Why would you think that's nerdy?" She asked amazed. I simply smiled and shook my head. To me is seemed nerdy. My parents named me after my great great aunt, who happened to be a well-known scientist. She was considered a nerd all throughout school for achieving greatness. She had amazing grades, ranked valedictorian, captain of the sports she played, president of clubs, became the boss of many important people. She was always at the top.

Throughout the years I came to realize my parents must have named after her because they wanted the same for me, to achieve greatness. This is why I've been pushed so hard, why they always signed me up for things instead of seeing what I was passionate about.

Even at my hardest I am not the woman my great great aunt was, not even close. Sorry to disappoint, parents. "Just seems like it to me." I mumbled, taking another sip of goodness. Suddenly a hand gently glided across my shoulder, leaving lasting tingles as his familiar scent past me. "Nerd." He snickered. I swiveled my head back to see Mr. Edwards walk by. I didn't need to see his face, I could already tell his gleaming smile was blinding those he walked by. I did my best to hid the growing smile that spread across my face.

Kristen and I talked for a few more minutes until the warning bell rang, then I made my way to chem. "Elodie!" A voice called out. I frowned, turning around to see someone I didn't know. He was tall, and pretty nice looking. Still, I had no idea who this guy way.

"Uh, yeah?" I asked. I waited impatiently as the guy stood and stared at me, looking over my face and body. I played with my fingers, growing tired of waiting. "Is there something I can help you with?" I asked agitatedly. He must have caught on because he snapped out of his trance. "Oh, sorry. It's just that, nobody told me you were this pretty." The guy laughed.

At this point I couldn't believe what I had just heard. I let out a bitter laugh. "I do not have time for this right now. I know how it goes." I added, turning on my heel and walking away. "Oh yeah, how will it go? You don't know me." He said proudly. I rolled my eyes at his cockiness.

"You seem to be the type that doesn't give a shit after the first date, I don't need to know you at all to gather that information." I usually am incredibly nervous and hesitant to talk to new people, but he wasn't new. I knew his kind. Too many times have I let people like him in, only to be forgotten in a few weeks, or even months. Never again will I be that stupid.