That Look In His Eye

Okay so this not my first story, but it is the first that I have put up on Wattpad. I've been writing stories for about three years now but sadly, none of them have been completed. Now this story I've been tampering with since the beginning of my senior year but I've rewritten it over six times because i just wasn't feelin it. It wasn't as...perfect as I wanted it to be. But this time I'm just gonna go with it. so I hope you enjoy. So please vote, like, fan me, and I will do my hardest to write a great story. ;)

Also, sorry if this chapter is a little boring, but the next one is going to be a lot better.

Oh and thats their house in L.A.------------------------------------------>

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"D-demetrie, I l-like you a-alot!!" I said nervously to the boy I've had a crush on since 3rd grade after he saved me from a speeding car. My eyes stared down at my feet, my face feeling hotter than a furnace. I tentatively looked up at him and honestly wished I hadn't said anything to him.

His face was clearly full of utter disgust. "eww," he pushed me, making me fall backwards onto the rough pavement. "Stay away from me, you weirdo stalker!!" Then he turned and ran away re-joining his friends from across the play ground.

My eyes began to burn as I watched, in horror, all his friends point and laugh at me. I here one kid yell 'Stalker' at me as I ran towards the bathroom. Why couldn't this one little thing in my life work out for me? No matter how good my grades are, or how well behaved, or the many trophies I have from winning the past Spelling Bee's, no one likes me. Except for Liliana, but she also has other friends and no matter how much she tries and helps me, no one dares to go near me.

Lil and I have been friends since kindergarten, when she lost her pink hair tie and I helped her find it. She is the prettiest girl in our school. Her black hair and blue eyes make her stand out immensely. Just like her older brother, Demetrie, only his eyes are a deep shade of brown. No one understands why she talks to me, and they repeatedly try to separate us, but Lil just ignores them. I love her for that.

I ran into one of the stalls and cried my eyes out on the toilet. I must not have herd the door to the bathroom open because the next thing I knew cold chocolate milk came poring down on my head along with the carton.

"Stay away from Demetrie you freak." I herd an icy voice say from the other side of the stall door. "Don't get cocky just because youre his sisters friend." When the door slammed shut I started crying even harder.

"God I'm such a loser!" I screamed at my self. I ended up skipping the rest of school and running home to my empty house. Thankfully, my Dad wont be home 'till 3:30.

Later that night I was ecstatic to find out that we were officially moving out tomorrow night, and needed to stay home to pack up the rest of my stuff. When I first found out we were moving to New York, I wasn't all that happy. But now I couldn't wait! Thank goodness my father was getting married and got offered a job so conveniently in the same city as his fiance. I would be sad that I was leaving my best friend but she assured me that New York was a new beginning, And I desperately needed this change.

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"Hey Malia, are we still on for tonight?" I smiled at my friend Ivy. We were heading for the ARENA on 41st street, where a friend of hers was throwing this insane party.

"Of course. You still stopping by early to get ready?" I asked her closing my locker. It was finally eighth period, the last 45 minutes of the school day.