𝐃𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭 - elton tiscia.

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"He says you gave him a toothache!" Cher exclaims to Tia as we all walk shoulder to shoulder with our books clutched in our arms. I couldn't help but roll my eyes at her words. I mean, seriously? Elton would never say that, especially about Tia.

"How'd I do that?" Tia asks with a confused expression. I understand what she's feeling. I'm just as confused not because of what Cher said but as to why she'd even say it.

I shake my head, annoyed clutching my books tighter in my arms, nothing but jealousy etched onto my features.

"It's an expression." I say with a sigh. "It means he thought you were sweet, apparently."

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"Tai, Tai! Move a little closer to Elton." Cher says as she holds up her camera to take some pictures of our friend group in front of the fountain.

Eltons rolled his eyes in response, which I giggled at, I wanted to roll my eyes too, but I didn't. He wraps his arm around Tai when she scoots closer to him, his other arm grabbing my thighs and putting them on his lap, causing butterflies to immediately form in my stomach.

"Cher thinks she's so slick, doesn't she?" He whispers as he buries his face in my long brown hair, placing a kiss on the top of my head. Do friends do that? Do friends do any of this?

"Oh definitely, look at the smirk on her face." I whisper back, my voice full of amusement and almost embarrassment from how hard Cher was trying here. I couldn't help but feel jealous, though. Maybe I wanted it to be me everyone wanted Elton to be with instead - and by everyone, I mean Cher.

"August, come here!" Cher suddenly shouts, motioning for me to get up, Elton furrows his eyebrows obviously disappointed I had to get up, I shrug in response, removing my thighs from his lap reluctantly. An instant coldness washing over me from being apart from his warm body.

"Here, hold this!" Cher says with a bright smile, handing me a red flower, I return that bright smile when she begins fixing my hair, it was rare Cher and I ever got along so I always cherished it.

"Doesn't she look classic?!" Cher exclaims to Elton when he walks over to us, my smile instantly getting bigger just from the sight of him.

"Yeah, she's beautiful." He whispers, his dark eyes sparkling as they roam over my face and body, a light pink blush forming on my cheeks from his gaze.

Why do I get so flustered around him, we're friends. I shouldn't feel this way, plus he'll probably end up falling for Tia anyway if Cher keeps forcing it, so why should I even bother? If he felt the same, he would have done something about it by now, right?

"Oh stop, you're making me blush!" I tease sheepishly, the blush on my face only getting bigger from how flustered he looks as well, but I must be imagining it. Elton doesn't get flustered with any girl, especially not me.

"I'm getting a copy of this, sweetheart. I'm going to hang it up in my locker." He says with a smirk, nudging Cher with his elbow in a silent way of telling her to get him one. I roll my eyes playfully at his words, although deep down, my heart was racing faster than ever before, but what should I expect, everyone's 𝐂𝐥𝐮𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬.

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"I thought you were joking when you said you were going to hang it up in your locker, Elton." I whisper with bright pink cheeks when he opens his locker to show me the picture of me with the red flower in my hands and another with it tangled in my hair, his locker flooded with other pictures of me and some of us together.

"I don't "joke" when it comes to you, August. You're 𝐃𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭." He says with a smirk, his head turning to meet my gaze. The moment our eyes locked, my heart skipped a beat. It felt like my world had stopped. Like it was just us. Oh, how I wish it was just us.

"Well, of course I'm 𝐃𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭, Elton, I'm your best friend." I mumble, quickly breaking eye contact when I feel my cheeks get even pinker.

"You wouldn't get it. It's complicated." He whispers in a soft tone, his pointer finger hooking under my chin to gently tip my head up to meet his gaze, my breath hitching in my throat from the simple touch.

"I'm pretty smart, I'm sure it wouldn't be too complicated." I whisper with a soft smile, my face subconsciously leaning into his touch when he trails his large calloused hand up to my cheek, beginning to caress the skin with his thumb, his other fingertips trailing over my jawline.

"I don't even understand it, sweetheart." He mumbles, bringing his other hand to my waist, a soft smile of his own forming on his lips, which caused my heart to completely melt, his smile was always my favorite thing about him. His dimples always made my eyes sparkle with admiration and made my heart flutter. It was adorable. So adorable.

"Let's go to that party in the valley tonight, alright? I know school has been stressful for you. Let's relax." He suddenly suggests, my eyebrows raising from amusement.

"Seriously? It's like an hour away, and that's all the time it takes for the police to show up!" I exclaim with a amused giggle, my small hand wrapping around his wrist when he begins to trail it down my neck and into my long brown hair, his fingers running through the dark brown strands causing a soft sigh to escape my lips.

"Don't worry, sweetheart, I won't let you get arrested." He teases with a smirk, pressing his lips to my forhead before untangling his hand from my hair and shutting his locker.

"Wear that short black dress, alright? It's my favorite dress of yours."

"Fine, but I'm not wearing it for you, I'll wear it because it's my favorite too." I tease with a small smirk knowing damn well I'd be wearing it for him, I always wanted to look my best for Elton even if I wasn't sure he'd notice, but the fact he even remembers I own that dress makes me want to jump and squeel up and down this entire hallway.

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A/N - I'm not sure how I feel about this, but I think it's okay so far! I dont have much experience writing, and hopefully, it's okay, but I think I should definitely make the chapters long lmk!