Keeping Marie

Chapter 4

I walk home with the paint dried and crusty on my skin. Its weird that a silly thing like this happened to me it only happens in books or movies and usually not in real life, but i guess with me it really happens in real life. I don't know what to do, so i do the first thing that comes to mind and i get in the shower, with my clothes on and sit there feeling like im some joke. I didn't think Spencer would laugh and if he really cared he would at least try and help me rather then that obnoxious kid. The worst part of it all is that i cant get away from hat kid ever since he came up to me. I wish i knew what his deal was with me.

I shut the shower off after it feels like cold rain hitting my skin and try and undress myself from the sopping wet clothes and it makes me mad, i felt so trapped trying to get them off. I hear someone at the door and rush to put on my towel or at least something to cover my naked goose bumped body. A sweater and sweats do the job and i run down the stairs, attempt to look through the peep hole and i cant see so i give up and open the door pulling my sweats up at the same time and there he stands. "look before you think im a creep you left this on the ground when you fell and i tried to clean it off as much as possible", his hands hold my phone and he looks down at it as if he wishes he got the paint off better, i feel my legs weaken and i feel some what intimidated by this kid, im looking up at him as he stares back down at me "um? haha and if you think i like stalk you or something , cause it may seem like that, i don't haha i only know you because im moving next door, and i just so happened to see you when i was at the open house a couple days ago", his lips are moving and his voice is deep but like hes had a cold, its sorta raspy, the entire time hes talking all i can do is stare," so do you wanna take this?", he puts out his hand with my phone in the center of it, i look down at it and try speaking but nothing comes out. "your moving in the Bentsons house?", and finally im able to speak, i can tell my voice is shaky and he turns around from walking down the steps and he takes a step up " yeah that's why ive been trying to talk to you, good to have a new friend" , he laughs and looks at me like im sorta crazy.

Wow. This whole time i thought he was being a creep who wanted something from me." oh well, now i feel bad", i put a fake frown on my face and he laughs "no its fine i get it, ill see you around", he smiles and his teeth are showing again, damn. I smile and he walks down the steps and I look at him as he walks away, my body leaning on the door. He gets in his car and drives off, I shut the front door and run upstairs and grab the brush and attempt to brush my hair, the ding from my phone goes off and I look back at it as it sits on my bed with the screen lit up. I finish brushing my hair and walk over to the bed and grab my phone and Alan appears on my screen.

You've got to be kidding me.

I open the text and read,* The paint on your cheeks fits you well ;)*, as soon as I read that I drop my phone on the bed and run to the bathroom mirror and the first thing I see is the paint on my face, oh my gosh! Im so dumb how didn't I look in the mirror before I went downstairs. I grab a cloth, I wet the cloth and rub it on my face,with my face wash on it trying to get the paint off. Finally after a couple minutes of scrubbing I finally get it off. I walk back to my bed and lay on it and lean forward and grab my phone at the end of the bed and reply back to his text, *yeah i sure bet, thanks for telling me loser -_-*, i press send and leave the messages, before I can even click on another app he responds ,*I guess it was cuter with it on your face while you stared me down, lol", oh my fuck. I feel so shy all the sudden and my stomach gets this weird feeling. I type back and reply *I wasn't staring I was confused as to why you knew where I lived, and if your flirting im not really interested I have my mind set on someone else.*, after I say it I feel a little rude but ive always had my mind set on Spencer, I just cant get over him, im not gonna stop trying with him hes my dream guy.

A few hours go by and I catch myself looking back at his messages waiting for him to reply, but nothing. I feel sorta like rejected even though I basically told him to walk back, to the friend zone of course. I wasn't even sure if we were friends or not, im thinking about so much useless crap when my phone goes off again, I grab my phone and Alan is on my screen, I open the text and it reads* yeah I know haha im assuming its Spencer?*, what the actual fuck this kid is creeping me out like damn,*uhhhhhhhhhhh? how do you know its Spencer? wtf", I feel a little a little nervous after I send that, my hands even feel a little sweaty. *haha its not obvious at all, it just the way the way you look at him, lol its pretty cute if you ask me*, I reply instantly," i wasn't asking though???*, damn I feel like such a bitch but this kid is probably gonna fuck up my chances with him. *whoa,chill im just saying its pretty obvious, I can help you get at him?*, I just read the text and feel frustrated and know he probably has a plan to make me out to be this obsessive girl.* hmm I don't know about that*, I reply and get up out of bed and leave my phone on my bed, I can hear my aunt Helen outside yelling on the phone,i walk downstairsto the kitchen, I open the back sliding door and she turns around and looks at me, she looks off and motions me to go back inside. I do. I go back upstairs and grab my phone, I open the text,* like I said I could help, im not gonna fuck things up for you, you obviously like him alot and I don't want to ruin that for you, if anything I want to help you*, I stare at the text debating if I want his help or not. I decide to reply after a while,* alright I guess you can, just don't fuck anything up okay?*, he reads the message as soon as I sent it and is replying,* yeah of course :)*, I read his message and think about how I would respond and I end up not replying.

I get in bed feeling terribly exhausted and want nothing but some sleep, I close my eyes and soon after I feel my body relax and begin to fall asleep, I cant believe how tired I am, just as im falling asleep and feeling myself fade into dreams, my phone goes off,*im assuming you fell asleep, haha goodnight , ill see you tomorrow in first hour*, I can barely even open my eyes to read the text, I fall asleep trying to read the text and just tell myself to read it in the morning.

Alan's P.O.V.

I cant clear my mind enough to fall asleep, I cant get her out of my head, her tiny little lips and her long brown hair, I just cant and her voice, damn shes amazing and I cant do anything about it and the worst part is Marie cant even help me with it, I don't want to push this girl away from me and I have no one to give me advice on her, the only person I used to have was Spencer but hes not really the type of guy I would go to about this type of stuff or even this girl. "hey kid , you coming to Lolas kick back or you gonna stay at the house and be a hermit?", Spencer is standing right in front of me with a white v-neck Tee on and blue jeans, and some pretty boy shoes, "uh dude its a school night and its 9 im not going anywhere", he laughs after I say that and walks out of the room, I plop my head onto my pillows and my arms are spread out beside me. Fuck I cant get her off my mind.

 *Authors note*

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