Luna
I would feel some sort of pity for Harriet if she didn’t have to mess up everything I do. I glance out of the shelters to see her slumped against the tree, like some sort of hopeless animal. While the others question if it’s been long enough, I snap back saying that it’s not even close. Alex fiddles with some grass around him, lost in thought. I feel more sympathy for him than for Harriet, because he isn’t the one Andrew’s in love with. In fact, he’s the one distracting Harriet and giving me more chance to win him.
“Luna…” Daisy starts.
“No.” I say. “It hasn’t-”
“It has.” She says, looking out at Harriet with a mournful face.“Oh, get over it, she deserves it.”
“We let Andrew out at this time.” She says.
“That was on Harriet’s orders.” I counter calmly.
“It’s been long enough.” She walks out calmly and Courtney follows. I would go out there and destroy any relief Harriet is feeling right now, but Andrew is holding my arm. I can’t see them. They can’t see us.
“Hey.” I say, looking into Andrew’s face.
“That was really rude of you.” I dismiss this spiteful comment and try again.
“When do you want to build the shelters?”
“Luna, you’re pathetic.” He says, lamely. “Stop trying so hard.”“You’re trying too hard.”
Harriet’s voice echoes in my mind. Why does Andrew have to be so annoyingly alike with her?
“I know I’m trying hard. But I’m trying hard because I want you a lot, Andrew. And I don’t know how to win you. You’re my first love.” I make myself sound slightly hopeless, and he looks a bit sympathetic.
“I know what first love is like.” He says this and I smile to myself. I turn back to face him, my smile wiped clean off my face.
“It’s torturous at times. It’s like a longing that never goes away.” The sensation of him kissing me overflows me. I am lost in a limbo between reality and thoughts as I recall every detail, and let the sensation rush over me, leaving me with a deep, wanting desire.
“I need you, Andrew.” I say this as the desire controls my tongue. I cannot control my own body as my own impulse tells me to gently grab his face. I pull him to me and we kiss. My mind disappears again, flowing between dimensions. Reality is dimmed and blinded as I pull him tighter. He hasn’t recoiled. I continue to kiss him until he pulls back at the sound of approaching footsteps. He looks into my face. He doesn’t smile exactly, but he doesn’t seem appalled. He’s falling for me.
They all enter the shelters and me and Andrew both look at them. Alex seems bored, and Harriet seems distant. She avoids my gaze as she walks in, and takes a seat with Alex against the wall. Courtney takes a seat on the other side with Daisy. I look at Andrew and I could have kissed him again if he hadn’t have taken my hand, and led me to sit with him. Daisy and Harriet watches us, Daisy seems slightly confused, but Harriet seems to be frozen in disbelief. This leads satisfaction running through my veins as I look directly into Harriet’s eyes. She looks away towards Alex, and whispers something into his ear. He nods, and looks at me.
Daisy clears her throat and we all look towards her.
“We all know what happens if you use any form of violence now.” She says, looking around at us all. “Me and Courtney will be in charge of this sort of thing. But remember that violence isn’t the only thing you can be trailed for.”
She adds stress on the “only” and glances over at me. The meaning is clear.
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Fallen from the Sky
Teen FictionHello! This is a story I wrote a few years ago when I was 11/12. It is not the best written at the start but I didn't want to edit it (it gets better as my writing improves). It involves a school trip where the plane crashes, killing the pilot and l...