Eliza Young

Chapter 11

It's Thursday. Which means Ashton has all of his science classes and I have all my humanities today. No class together until lunch time. We rode together to the student square and went our different ways. Ashton to the Science and Mathematics building to go to programing and myself to the law and history building for history through film. I actually love this class a lot.

I walked into Dr. Jackson's class and saw my friend I made in class. His name is Adam Cline. He is on the lacrosse team here. I never really got into that sport. I mean it was like Football, Soccer, and Hockey all in one sport. I just don't understand it. Adam was wearing his jersey today. I guess they had a game. He also wore a pair of light grey shorts and black tennis shoes. His complexion was very tan, but he would be tan since he is always outside with the team. He is wearing his glasses today. I guess he forgot his contacts, again. His eyes were a very pretty hazel color. Adam looked up at me and waved.

"Hey Eliza. How's your morning so far?"

"Very good, and how is yours Adam?"

"Eh, it's alright. I lost my contact case so now I have to order more."

"I'm sorry to hear that. So do you have a game today?"

"Yeah, we are playing against Miami of Ohio."

"Oooooo, good luck!"

With that, class started. We were watching Master and Commander with James Crow. Man, was he so good looking in that movie. I actually read the books and was hoping for a squeal to the movie, but seeing how they pretty much chopped up the movie, I could tell they weren't ever going to make a sequel. But still, James Crow is still good looking, I don't care if he is like thirty years older than me and I already have a boyfriend. It's called I can look but I can't touch people.

After that class was over, I went to my intro to psychology class. I actually hated this course more than anything. Why? Because I don't understand the brain, that's why. I mean I make the grade and all, but I just don't understand it. I didn't know anyone in this class and I tend to sit by myself in the back of the room.

I would have one or two voices talk to me while in this class. It made me feel uneasy here since no one knows me. The voices did behave themselves though.

"YOU'RE DOING IT WRONG"

"YOU'RE INSANE, NO ONE LOVES YOU"

Well, they behaved themselves for the most part.

It was finally time for lunch. Ashton met me in front of the building I came out of to walk me to get food. We weren't in the mood for Mozart today so we went to the student lounge to get something there.

"Are you feeling Asian today or Mexican?" he asked.

"Hmm...maybe Asian? We haven't had that in a while" I said.

"Sounds good to me." He said. We got in line to get out Asian stir fry for lunch. My phone decided to go off while we were waiting in line. I looked at it to find I had a text message from Rebeca.

Hey! We found a table downstairs if you want to eat with us! -Beca

I turn to Ashton to show him the message. He nodded and I sent a text back to Rebeca.

Hey! Thanks! We are in the Asian Stir Fry line. We'll be down in a bit. ;) -Eliza. I put my phone back in my pocket and ordered my food as did Ashton.

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After our food was cooked, we went downstairs to find Rebeca and Kory sitting there feeding each other. Ashton looked at me and gave me that I'm glad we don't do that in public look and I gave him the Me too babe look. Yes, we have our own looks. We can have a whole conversation with just our looks.

"Hey guys, we are here!" I said to get them out of their trance.

"Here you go Miss Young."

"Why thank you Mister Science" we finally sat down and started to eat our food. WE gave each other looks while the other two decided to keep feeding each other.

"So, how were your classes today, Ashton?" I tried to start a conversation.

"Oh you know, trying to figure out why I got into this program since I hate math. What about you Eliza?"

"It was decent I guess. Adam has a game today."

"He does? Do you want to go?"

"Not really. I need to work on my story tonight."

"Alright, well do you want me to come over?" I did want him to come over. I didn't want to be away from his side, but I knew he would want to play games tonight or he would be bored at my place since I'm just going to be writing my story.

"If you want to come over, that's fine. Just to let you know though, I will be working on my story. So if you want to bring over something to keep you busy, that'll be fine."

"Alright, that sounds like a plan. When are you done today?"

"My last class will end around four thirty today."

"Alright. I'll pick you up at the student square then around that time. Sound okay?" I nodded to his question.

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It was four twenty-five and the professor let us out early. I gathered my things and headed out for the student square. I was by myself at this time. That's when I heard his voice again. "Ashton? Are you there?"

"Think again, sweet heart."

"What do you want with me?!" I looked into the dark eyes of this strange looking Ashton. I knew it wasn't him. I knew it wasn't my Ashton, but something told me that I should listen to him. Something told me to walk up to him.

"Come here, Eliza."

"What do you want with me?" I asked, shaking from the fear. The other voices came back all at once.

"RUN AWAY ELIZA"

"JUMP OFF A BRIDGE"

"HE'S BAD NEWS, GET AWAY"

Some of the voices seemed to be afraid of this Ashton. I don't know why and I don't want to find out why. I tried to walk away, but I found myself standing in front of him. My eyes widen in fear. "What do you want with me?!" I yelled. He came close to my ear and whispered the most dangerous thing to me.

"Your soul." With that, he wasn't there, but Ashton was there. My Ashton.

"Eliza, can you loosen up your grip on my wrist? What happened to you? You look like you just saw a ghost." I might as well have talked to one.