Run For Your Life

Chapter 2

Sabrina ~
Five am, the smell of coffee and morning dew, a nearly silent coffee shop and I was alone at a table for two reading Paper Towns, waiting for someone who might never come. As this went through my head the bell on the entrance rung and I looked up my dull brown eyes for the first time noticing the perfectly defined jawline, those sharp cheekbones, his dirty blonde messy curls, the way it looked like he'd just got out of bed yet he still looked flawless, he was the perfect mix of pale and tan, then those eyes, the piercing blue like nothing I'd ever seen before, he smiled with his perfect white straight teeth and I forgot how to breathe as I took it all in. "Buenos Dias" his voice was like a deepening into the trance he already had me in but when he sat down I realized I had to come back to reality, "morning tate" his hand reached out and I watched his fingers slide across my book as he read the cover, then he looked up at me and I couldn't help but stare at his lips and jawline as he spoke, "How'd you get to be fluent anyways?" I shut my book and sat it on the table. "I lived in Killeen, Texas from birth until I was five and there were a lot of people who spoke it and I guess I just picked it up. Plus my dad is fluent and he spoke it around the house a lot" he nodded and I felt like he was actually listening for the first time I felt like someone wanted to hear what I have to say, like if I told him everything he'd actually listen, "we've got an hour and a half so let's start."
He was a quick learner and I didn't get why he hadn't picked it up in school. "How'd study time with my brother go?" Alice looked a lot like Tate in some ways, she was skinny while he was muscular, green eyes not blue, the same dirty blonde curls, and he had a more defined jawline. "I think he learned a lot honestly" she nodded as Dallas laughed his straight flippy black hair sitting over his hazel eyes,  "He better be learning if he can't come over Saturday my weekend is going to suck" I smiled, "you have to take that Spanish test Friday too Dally." He groaned, "I should probably go tell Coach about Jason's knee injury anyways. I'll see you both later" he leaned over and kissed Alice's cheek before he walked away, "so do you like Tate?" My heart pounded thinking about him, "He's cool I guess" of course I like him not that I could possibly admit that, "so you're not into him?" I shook my head and pursed my lips, "good, that'd be weird." I smiled awkwardly trying to fake laughter. That's when I realized I couldn't like him, I couldn't possibly fall for tate or for anyone. What if I have to leave? What if he doesn't care about me? My heart stopped, walking down the hallway his red football sweatshirt and dirty blonde curls caught my eye, his arm thrown over the shoulders of a smaller person. Short straight brown hair, dark skin, grey eyes, and slender arms wrapped around his waist. I stopped in my tracks and Grey grinned at me before stuffing her head into his chest. I sped up walking towards my history class. Like everyday I sat in the back right corner, Grey sat infront of me, Alice next to her. I almost immediately began copying the notes already on the board, a minute or so later Tate sat in the chair next to mine, "thanks for helping me today." I nodded without looking at him just yet. "Are you okay?" I looked up, taking in the worried look on his face. "Fine." He nodded and went back to his paper as Grey turned around, "don't screw him up" her grey blue eyes looked nearly black and the look she was giving me could have killed someone but I wasn't afraid of her and she knew it, "what are you talking about?" She groaned quietly and turned around seeming more annoyed with me than usual.
Tate and I did more studying at lunch and agreed to meet at the café after school, everything else went by like normal. Normal was so new for me. It'd been a long time since I felt like I belonged somewhere and for once I didn't want to leave. It felt odd, but it's how I felt all that week.