Drawn To You

drawn to me

Luz pov 
After that blight kid showed me my classes, I was able to memorize them within that week. Multiple people tried to come up to me and talk, but I just put my headphones in to block out their voices, well somewhat. "Jeez, she's just like how Boscha is." This peeked my curiosity. "Who's that?" 
 
Someone else asked I looked over to see a girl with glasses and short hair. She wore a green jacket, which didn't exactly fit her. "Oh hey Willow, how's it hanging?" The boy who was trying to talk to me asked "Jason, my feet are on the ground, I'm not hanging anywhere." It was hard to hold in a laugh as I chuckled a bit, making everyone look at me oddly. "You got something to say freak?" 
 
My smirk instantly dropped as flashbacks of my old school reappeared in my head, making my chest tight. I felt my chest get tight as I raised my hand. "Yes, Luz?" I was now panting, "m-may I be excused." I knew my eyes held a pleading look as the teacher nodded, making me run out, hearing people laugh. 
 
Willows pov 
I turned to Jason, "Seriously, Jason, did you have to be such a prick?" I asked him, annoyance in my voice, "Of course, I mean, the freak needs to know who runs this school," He snaked his arm around my neck, getting close to my face. I scoffed, knowing full well that wasn't the case. Amity wouldn't like this. Getting my phone out, I decided to text her what had just happened, knowing she would have to deal with it since she's on the student council.
 
Me: Hello, Amity.
Amity: Hey, Will, what's up?
Me: Just letting you know in case you need it later.
Amity: Okay, what happened?
Me: You know the new kid? 
Amity: Oh God, what did she do?
 
I rolled my eyes, always quick to judge blight.
 
Me: Don't assume things, it wasn't her.
Amity: Well, sorry, she just screams trouble Willow.
Me: It was Jason. She hasn't come back yet. I'm worried.
Amity: Want me to look for her?
 
I thought for a second before deciding on whether or not that would be a good idea.
 
Me: Do you think that would be a good idea? 
Amity: Why wouldn't it be? 
Me: She seemed like how you were on your first day here.
Amity: Then yes, I need to tell her that today wasn't a great day for me.
Me: Well, let me know if you do or not. I'll let you know if she comes back before the bell.
Amity: Thanks, Will!
No problem from me.
 
I sighed, putting my phone away and watching as Jason and his friends gossiped about a new football player joining their team and being the most wimpiest one there. As I received a message from my bestest friend hunter, I simply ignored their doodling in my notes.
 
Sad Boi: Hey Cap!
Me: Hey, hunter! When are you going to stop calling me Captain?
Sad boi: When I say I want to change it😌
 
I smiled, feeling my cheeks turn pink some.
 
Me: Okay, you sad sack.
Sad boi: "Captain" is a very funny character.
I rolled my eyes.
 
Me: How's New York? I miss you.
Sad Boi: It's alright but you're not here, so yeah, Ooo, Darius got me a bird! I named him "Lil' Rascal"
 
I chuckled at the name as he sent a photo of the bird.
Me: Aww, he's a very cute hunter!
 
Just then, the girl from earlier walked in. Her face was calmer than it was before I saw Amity. Her face was red. I looked at the girl whose name I finally remembered to be Luz, watching as she looked at the door smirking then going to her seat. "What was that about?" I asked.
 
She looked at me and just shrugged, "It's none of my business, sorry." She just nodded, putting her headphones in. Ugh, this girl is going to be hard to deal with.
 
Amity's pov 
I ended up getting some messages from Willow telling me that this new student is already having a hard time. I went to look for her. It shouldn't be that hard to find a tall girl. I mean, she's taller than some of the guys on the football team! I cringed at the thought of the gross football players.
 
I walked the halls, catching a glimpse of someone heading toward the doors that led to the outside field. I began to follow, stopping just a smidge when I saw her. "Why are you out here?" She jumped at my voice as she turned, her eyes peircing mine. They looked fierce but gentle. I noticed she was out of breath or was just trying to catch it. "Why are.. you following.. me?" she said, clenching the rails. I took a step, making her jerk, "I didn't say to come closer; I just asked why you're following me!" 
 
I rolled my eyes, fast walking, grabbing her shirt, forcing her to take a seat. "Let's get one thing straight! I am not, so shut up and kiss me!
 
Just kidding, Lmao.
 
I said through gritted teeth, "Let's get one thing straight. I am not following you. I am here because of Willow."
 
I hadn't noticed it before, but as I held her shirt in my hands, a smell of cologne filled my nose with the scent of lavender and pine trees. She grabbed my wrist with a tight grip but not enough to hurt me. "I don't think I need to explain myself to you nor anyone for that matter." This made me scoff, ripping my hand from her grasp. "God, why are you such a brat?" 
 
This made her get up, "I could ask the same thing." This made my face turn red, "Excuse me?" She walked closer, "Why are you such a brat blight?" She said without any expression that I scoffed again. "I most certainly am not! How dare you say that I am! " I followed her eyes as they looked me up and down. "D-did you just-" she looked me in my eyes then went past me. "Hey, we are not done here" I said, sprinting to catch up. "Yes we are" she said, not looking back at me.
 
I got in front of her, trying my best to make her walk come to a halt. I decided to grab her hoodie, which honestly was a bad idea. She grabbed my wrist and put it against my back, making me wince. "Do. not. Touch. My. Jacket." 
 
I swallowed the spit that had collected in the back of my throat as I nodded, causing her to let my hand go as I rubbed it, easing the pain. She backed up. A different kind of tone replaced the fierce looking eyes I saw before me, she sighed sliding down to the floor. She put her head in her arms.

I sat down as well. "I'm sorry," I heard her say in a high pitched voice, "I'm sorry too." She looked up from her arms, "I don't think we should be friends. I'm just-" "Here to graduate and get out, yeah I know," I cut her off, rolling my eyes a little, "why are you so determined?" This made me perk up. "Determined?" She nodded, "This is the second time I've been alone with you." I knew she was right. "You're the only person I've talked to besides bump, which I had to but you." I cocked an eyebrow, "What about me?" She smirked, "It's like you're drawn to me." I chuckled, "Yeah, I totally want to be around an emo kid." This made her laugh, "I'm not emo, nowhere near it." I studied her features. "Then why the jacket in like 89 degree weather?" This made her smile falter.
 
She looked away like she couldn't bear to look at me. "Too soon?" She nodded her head yes, making me not want to mention it again. "We should get you back to class before the teacher gets upset with you." She nodded, getting up and coming over to me, reaching out her hand, "Tell anyone you saw me this way and you'll never hear the end of it. Got that hot shot?" I blushed some but it quickly died down. "You're okay, I won't say anything," she nodded as I took her hand. She pulled me up, then started taking a few steps before turning her head and looking back. "Are you coming or what?" I quickly nodded yes as we started walking to her class.
 
She went to her splotify playlist, putting an air pod in her ear. "What are you listening to?" I asked out of curiosity. She looked at me, handing me one as she hit play, the music filling my ears with a beautiful voice.
 
Dear love, where have you been?
 
Why did you break my heart again?
 
I thought you'd be here. You're just an illusion.
 
You promised me you'd take care of my human.
 
You do drugs to numb, I drink to forget, and we get along till it turns to regret.
 
Did I scare you off with all my feels?
 
For a split second, I thought you were real, but
 
Who's going to stop me from my reckless behaviour?
 
I don't know, I hate all the feelings. I've got to get them out.
 
I'm writing to you, dear love; why are you attempting to destabilize me?
 
You got me writing, dear. Love, why are you trying to mess me up?
 
God, it feels like I'm outta my head, I'm outta my mind. I spill my thoughts on the dotted line.
 
Dear love, I get all of these feelings.
I've got to get them out right now.
 
Dear love, I should've known that you couldn't handle it when I felt alone.
 
I needed your care, just longed for affection. I wanted acceptance, you wanted perfection.
 
I have to tell you something.
 
I thought you were deeper, maybe a keeper.
 
I thought you might be empathetic, but you acted apathetic.
 
Oh, and now you're just a ghost.
 
Who's going to stop me from my reckless behaviour?
 
I don't know, I hate all the feelings. I've got to get them out.
 
I'm writing to you, dear love; why are you attempting to destabilize me?
 
You got me writing, dear. Love, why are you trying to mess me up?
 
God, it feels like I'm outta my head, I'm outta my mind.
 
Do I spill my thoughts on the dotted line?
 
Dear love, I get all of these feelings.
I've got to get them out right now.
 
Dear Love, why are you trying to mess me up?
You got me writing, dear. Love, why are you trying to mess me up?
 
I knew I had tears in my eyes that hurt her.
 
She stopped and got to my level. "Don't put yourself in pain over a song blight," she said while whipping a stray tear from my eye, making my face go red as she walked into her classroom.
 
"God, So tall, and and amazing attractive. I thought to myself, "Wait wait no.. great!" I said, throwing my hands up in the air, knowing well that I was catching feelings only a week into her being here.

This is going to be a long day..