Please Stay

Chapter 8 | Ravan

Two years ago, it was just our freshman year. I had stepped into the art studio, looking for the teacher. The smell of the room was so fresh and just the room was as colorful like a 24-color palette. I loved it. It made me so happy to be here and as if I actually belonged.

Then I saw him, a guy just almost taller than my average height, dark black-brown hair and bangs flopping over eyes. Sitting right smack in the middle of the room was an awfully quiet boy who looked handsome to me and very mysterious. The teacher smiles at me, and I whip my head to her.

"Can I be part of the Art class?" I whispered, still shy from being new to this school as a transfer student. Yes, I was the new girl. Adrianna Copeland.

"Yes. Of course. I knew at once you, Adrianna, were the new girl. So you chose Art as your elective? Instead of all the other, more exciting classes?"

I nod, more intrigued in being with this class instead of Biotechnology or Computer Skills or all the confusing electives I was able to choose. "Well then. I'll find you a seat and you can sit at table four. Today for the first semester the art project is up to you. Abstract, watercolor, charcoal... just sketch your idea first and draw. Now I'll get everything you need."

Table four?

The tables were all numbered and I found myself sitting right beside the mysterious boy, and discovered his eyes were hazel. Color changing. Blue when he was excited and green when he was merely calm. His eyes were blue, and those eyes stared at me for a moment and to the chair next to him. "You can sit there, I guess."

Even his voice was nice and yet so bittersweet. I inwardly grinned. "My name's Adri." I mumbled, and picked a nice and sharp sketching pencil with a white plastic eraser. An empty white paper was before me, waiting to be drawn on and filled with color. "I'm Ravan."

Ravan White was my very first boyfriend, first kiss, first love.

After a few months of dating I meet him up the school roof, where he'd hide out every once in a while. A puff of smoke from a cigar and Ravan glared at me with dark blue eyes. But he didn't seem excited. Just plain sad. "Ravan? Are you okay?" He pats the seat next to me and takes off his sweatshirt. It was winter anyway, but I only wore a white long-sleeved shirt and black jeans.

"No, I guess I'm not okay."

"Tell me what's wrong," I said, pulling the warm sweatshirt over me, which was a tad too big but still comfortable. He puts the cigar down and Ravan's shoulders relax a bit. "What would you do if you lost someone you loved so much?" I pause for a bit. Did he loose one of his parents? Grandparents?

"Well, I wouldn't want to stay locked up in my room. I'd properly think about what good they did in my life and embrace the memories you shared with that person."

"Can I tell you something?" I perked up, and saw little scars prick his wrists. "Ravan..."

"She was a very close friend of mine. On the week I was supposed to die a few months ago, she just smiles at me on this very roof and ruffles my hair. But then...

Jennifer leaves me and jumps off, mumbling a few words only I could hear, and dies instantly. She taught me so many things, oh my God, and then I was cured but she dies. Jennifer's life wasn't supposed to end like that."

My mouth hangs open in shock and sadness. Ravan was supposed to die? Jennifer? I hug him and bury my head in his chest. "I don't care if Jennifer loved you like I do, but I bet she was a fine girl and I promise I won't leave you,"

"Please stay, okay?" Ravan's three words mattered a lot to me, and yet I was super confused, I clutched his arm and wiped the tears that lined his eyes with a sleeve.

A few days later I didn't see him in the art studio anymore. I ask the teacher where he was. "I saw him today, but I don't know where he went." I excuse myself for the bathroom and run up to the highest floor, the seniors' girls' bathroom. Tampering with the mirror at the end of the bathroom (Ravan would do this at the guys' bathroom) it opens revealing a ladder going up. Climbing in hopes to see him again, the roof was cold and no one was there but a guy I didn't know.

"Do you know where Ravan is?"

He shakes his head, but looks at me questionably. "I'm a friend, but Ravan probably ran away somewhere. He does this a lot." I was really disappointed, but a thought clouded my mind. Was there a lot of things Ravan never told me yet? Am I being too clingy? "Okay," is all I mutter and climb back down. No one was in the bathroom either, so I closed the mirror to block the way and call him.

Nobody picked up. As I ran downstairs with tears brimming my eyes, I bumped into someone.Tall, dirty-blond hair, and blue eyes. I looked down so he couldn't see my face. "Sorry," he said. Quickly I walk away.

Ravan, where did you go?

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The whole chapter was in italics.

So basically if you guys didn't get the hint, this was Adri's freshman year, a flashback of when she was with Ravan. I'm sorry if I'm introducing too many characters at once, but a story's a story! I'll answer any questions you guys have. Also, OMG I HAVE 66 READS! THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH! I made my personal 50 reads goal already! I feel so special Ily readers. Update will be soon.

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