Remember When?

Chapter 8

The bell rings, signaling the beginning of lunch. I casually make my way into the lunch line, mentally preparing myself for whatever they desire to give the name 'food' to today. The lunch line is pretty long but I don't mind standing there.

Finally, I end up in front of the lunch lady, who is currently holding a metal serving... thing, and spooning some 'mashed potatoes' onto everyone's plate. The next lunch lady is dumping some pasty brown Shit into everyone's plate. I decide to avoid the fake food and take a salad. I hate salad. I would rather have some grilled cheese and tomato or a nice big bacon burger with sweet potato fries. But nooooo... a stupid salad will have to d-... ice cream. I see fucking ice cream cups.

I grab chocolate milk and a chocolate ice cream cup too. I quickly pay for my meal and walk out to the condiment and utensils table. (BIG WORDS!! AHHHHH!!!!) I put some ranch on my salad and grab a fork and spoon. I go to find a table and am faced with lots of taken tables filled with loudly conversing friends.

I choose an empty table and sit down. I dig into my salad, hungrily. I promised myself that I will not just eat the ice cream. Once I finish my salad, I quickly rip the top off of the ice cream and stick the fork into it. Then my worst nightmare comes true... the spoon breaks. I feel like crying until I feel someone's presence next to me. I look up at the stranger, only to realize (is it 'realize' or realise'?) it's Eli. He's holding an extra spoon. I smile then quickly grab it and stick it in the ice cream again.

I shovel one spoon full after another into my mouth, savoring the delicious, chocolaty taste. On my fourth bite, the spoon breaks in my mouth. (This really did happen to me... I was at band camp and I broke like 5 plastic spoons) Eli laughs loudly.

"Stop laughing meanie head!" I pout, which only causes him to laugh harder.

"Karmas a bitch isn't it?"

"How was that karma?"

"You never said thank you for the new spoons." He smirks.

"Well I'm getting a new one cuz my ice cream is melting," I say matter-of-factly, and walk to the table once again. I grab another spoon and make my way back to Eli and my ice cream. I sit down at my spot and look at Eli. He is holding an empty ice cream cup and a chocolate ice cream covered spoon. I look down at my tray. My ice cream.He laughs hard at my angered state.

"You better watch your back asshole. You make me so angry." He smirks and gets up. I look down in defeat while planning my revenge. I feel a warm breath on my neck, causing shivers to travel down my spine.

"I don't think that would be a wise choice. Meet me at my car after school... be ready to play the game again." With that, he walked away, leaving me flustered and speechless.

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After the bell rang, I rushed to my locker, eager to get to his car. I managed to ignore Ryan and Kelly considering my mind was on something else.

I get out to Eli's car and hop into the passengers seat. He's too notice so I decide to try something. I love seeing the effect I have on him. I run a finger over a visible vein under his tan skin. I hear him suck in a breath and watch his face whip towards mine.

"Don't... d-do... that," he barely manages to get out as he tries controlling his irregular breathing. No matter what, I doubt he would ever tell me he likes me even though it's pretty obvious.

Eli's POV:

I see her get into the car. A snap back is planted on top of her straight brown hair. Her glasses only add to her natural beauty. Her green eyes pop with the grey hoodie and black leggings she is wearing. Her Nike slides complete her tomboy look, a look I've grown to love. I decide to mess with her and not acknowledge her. I see her hand wove towards me and adrenaline floods my veins. She lightly drags her finger down a prominent vein on my forearm causing me to subconsciously draw in a sharp breath. I loose control of my breathing as I flip my head toward her.

"Don't...d-do... that." Shit, I really struggled for those words... and my stutter didn't help. But I will get her back for that little stunt.

She just ignored my request and looked out the window. She is so beautiful. I start driving and as soon as I leave the school, I plant a hand on her knee and start rubbing it. I feel her flinch at first then stop moving all together. She's holding her breath for what's next. I love the effect I have on her.

Ashlyn's POV:

His hand releases a warmth on my knee that is brethtaking. I can't help but wonder what he's is doing. He obviously knows the effect he has on my just as well as I know the effect I have on him. He starts rubbing his hand back and forth. My breath hitched but I don't let it go. His hand slowly starts moving toward the inside of my legs. I feel a strong need for him to touch me but I can't and I won't let him get that far. It's just wrong. Except, I have an idea. I let out my breath and smirk. I put my hand on his thigh and only move my thumb along the material of his jeans on him inner thigh. His breath hitched and my smirk only gets bigger.

Two can play at this game Eli. I start moving my hand up and as I almost reach his ding-a-ling, I stop. I hear him let out a string of cuss words. I remove my hand and hover it over his ding-a-ling. His breathing stops. I take my hand away and back into my lap. His hand has a firm grip on my thigh. I unattached his fingers from they thigh and put it back on the wheel and quietly laugh to myself. Today will be interesting as we play this game...

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A/N: thank you guys so much for reading my story. I don't blame you if you don't read author notes but mine may contain important info for the next chapter so be aware! Sorry for the cliff hanger... I'm actually not haha. I will update before 11:59pm on Saturday. Then y'all will know what happens with Mr. Eli and Ashlyn Marie. So much for friends right? Haha okay talk to you sometime soon... love yas!

~Brenna~