Met her twice.

I've met her twice.

Prologue :
Today is my first day in a new high school, i transferred because there was a cinema option. It's an option that's not very popular in this school, but it's there. And i love cinema, so i transferred here. I'm not really lost, i have my best friend now, he's been here since the first year of high school, his name is nash. and his twin sister's been here as well last year too, her name is ivy. I've only met her once, at a birthday party. I don't know why i haven't met her more, but i think their situation at home isn't easy, he's never invited me over and that birthday party where i met her ? It was another friend of mine, who happened to be friends with her. He doesn't talk much about what's happening, he never liked to do that, and i respect it.

I'm walking into the hallway, with some friends i met earlier, when i hear my name being called from a voice particularly familiar. I look up and see nash waving at me. I smile and look next to him, his sister standing there. She's pretty. I say goodbye to my friends and walk to nash, he's taller than me, and so is ivy. He hugs me and asks me if i've been ok. I simply nod and smile. We keep talking and i can feel ivy staring, I'm not sure why. I think maybe she's protective of her brother, makes sense. But i glance at her and see her eyes, she's got that stare, it makes you not able to look away. It's those kinds of stares that make your head and stomach feel numb. She's got dark eyes. Dark hair. She's very pretty. I look at nash again after realizing it's obvious what I'm thinking. She's hard to read. Her eyes don't talk, unlike..well..everyone else. Usually i would study features and eyes, to know the person, but her eyes are making my hands and ears burn and my thoughts disorganized. Sometimes i wonder why i over analyze everyone, i always have to read their minds. Sometimes it even ruins me. I keep talking with nash. After a few minutes of not saying anything ivy finally speaks up.
Ivy : « nash ? »
Nash : « hm ? »
He says as he looks at her.
Ivy : « there's a party tonight. »
Nash : « huh ?! Where ? »
Ivy : « i think it's moa's house but i'm not sure. »
Nash : « damn.. »
Ivy : « I'm definitely going. »
Nash looks at me.
Nash : « you should come ! »
I glance at ivy and back at nash.
Me : « well i don't think it's a good idea. »
Nash : « it'll be your first party here ! C'mon ! »
Ivy : « there's a dress code tho »
She says, looking at her phone. I assume the invitation she got was by text.
Nash : « i mean it's moa.. »
I stare at them.
Ivy : « sexy ? Wait..oh ! It's rich and sexy. »
I glance at nash, he looks at me too.
Me : « that's supposed to be a dress code ? Isn't it a theme ? »
Ivy looks at me.
Ivy : « well those people are dumb so they do not know the difference. »
I sigh. Nash looks at me.
Nash : « c'mon you're gonna have fun ! Maybe you'll meet cute guys. »
I blush slightly, i glance at ivy. She's already looking at me. I clear my throat. Of course I'm obvious.
Ivy : « i know nash can be a liar, but those parties really are fun. »
I glance at ivy again.
Me : « i don't know.. »
Nash : « what ? Were you planning to watch your comfort shows and sit on your window to watch the stars ? »
I blush slightly and shake my head
Me : « ..well.. »
Nash : « gosh i envy you. »
Ivy : « do you really do that ? »
Me : « sometimes.. »
Nash : « all the time. »
I glare at nash. Gosh why do i have to tell him so much.
Ivy : « it sounds..peaceful. »
I nod.
Me : « it is. »
Nash : « so you're not coming ? »
Me : « no.. »
Nash sighs and pokes my side. I hate that, i glare at him and nudge his arm. He smiles and walks away after saying bye. I sigh. Ivy smiles softly at me, which i have never seen her do before. I smile back.
Ivy : « bye love. »
She walks away. How the fuck does she want me to react after talking like that ?! I exhale a lowkey suspicious amount of air and turn around to walk to my next class.

-timeskip-

I'm in my room. Laying down on my bed. I'm bored and regretting being such a loser. Maybe i should've gone to that party, but i hate parties. And i hate people. My phone vibrates, i raise an eyebrow, i look at the notification. Instagram ? I open it. Ivy started following me. I sigh and follow her back. I shouldn't feel that way about my best friend's twin sister. But what can i do ? I receive a dm from her. It's like she can read my mind.

-dm's-
Ivy : « hey hazel. Sorry to bother you, my brother and i are in front of your house. He's a bit drunk and we can't go home. »
Me : « oh ! Coming ! »

I stand up quickly from my bed, i can make pretty much whatever noise i want because my mom is out for the weekend. I run downstairs and open the door, they both get in, they have bags with their stuff. My gaze lingers on ivy's dress, her figure is quite impressive. I blush slightly.
Ivy : « i'm so sorry. »
I smile sweetly.
Me : « don't apologize.. »

And now it's the end of chapter 1 « i've met her twice. » cause i gotta go to sleep and i'm kinda regretting what i wrote but anyway !
Hope you liked it ! Part 2 is coming !
Bye gays !