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-It was the one God awful forsaken day that rises up from hell. It was the one day a week that no body was excited for. It was Monday, but for some odd reason I was excited. It was the first day that Luke and I were an official couple at school.
It feels like forever since he started here, but in reality it's only been a month. He started at the beginning of the new year, and it's now the beginning of February.
I walked into school, and I spotted the ginormous blonde haired boy before anything else, and I headed towards him.
My heart started racing and I became nervous. What would everyone think? Would I look like a slut? Maybe they only think we're dating so I can fuck him?
"Hey," Luke cheered.
"Hi," I said smiling.
"Is everything okay?"
"Yea I'm fine," I lied.
"Yea okay lame excuse your telling me later," he demanded. It's like he knew me so well.
"Whatever," I told him and I walked away heading to my first period.
My English teacher had given us this dumb creative writing assignment that was due today and I wasn't looking forward to my grade. No matter how hard I try I've always gotten a 75 or lower on my creative writing assignments. I never got anything over even though my friends thought it was amazing. English isn't until fifth period so I don't have to worry too much until then.
My first period was art. Art wasn't really art. All we did was write about how to let stress go for the first few months, and then we spent a week on making scarves.
Our teacher Mr. Sheck is the best. He's so flamboyant that it's inspiring to anyone if I'm going to be honest. I'm glad that he is happy because happiness is something I'm jealous of because I can't have happiness.
God Elle nobody will love you
Those words kept replying in my mind over and over again. That's when the tears threatened to fall from my eyes. They brimmed my waterline and my nose twitched. I breathed in and then out. That's all I have to do to stop crying. In and out, in and out, in and out, and in and out. But for some reason that didn't work.
The tears finally fell down my cheek, and I couldn't hold it in any longer. I ran into the bathroom near the art room. I heard the bell ring signaling I was late for class. Great I have a detention.
The tears kept coming and wouldn't stop. I'm pretty sure I spent 15 minutes crying, and of course overthinking. I finally put my earbuds in and it distracted me. I was calming down little by little. Before I knew it I was calm again.
Checking myself in the mirror, that was so scratched you could barely even tell someone was standing in front of it, I saw my reflection. I had tear stained cheeks and my eyes were red and puffy. I splashed myself with cold water, and it seemed to have made me look semi-normal looking. I grabbed my bag and headed out of the bathroom.
"Elle? Are you okay?"
I knew that voice anywhere. It was Mr. Sheck. I could either lie or tell the truth. I want to tell the truth but every time I try the words I want to say never come out.
"Yea I just upset this morning I'm good now," I said. I mean it was half of the truth.
"Is everything okay?"
"Yea I'm fine now," I said finally realising that I was right. I guess it's just the fact that I needed a good cry. Everyone needs a good cry every now and then to feel better. It's like I've always said. Your eyes know more of what you need to do rather than how you think you feel.
You could be the happiest person and still need to cry. It's just some people cry more often than others because in all reality crying makes us feel better in the end.
"Okay you should get to class, I'm not going to mark you tardy today," he said sympathetically.
"Thank you!" I said relieved.
I made my way into the classroom with a roof made of Windows. I saw Luke and he looked really concerned.
"Are you okay?" He asked as I sat beside him.
"Yea just a rough morning but everything is fine now," I said telling my boyfriend the truth.
"Okay," he said skeptically. He engulfed me into a hug, and I melted into his arms. It was like I fit perfectly into his arms.
I felt very content with my life at the moment. Let's just hope something bad won't happen.
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-So I got a the iPhone 6s yesterday and it's so much easier to write my chapters with then the 4s which I had before.
Anyway I want a Luke anybody with me?
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Holding Hands;lrh
Fanfictionwhere two people find comfort in holding hands. started: 9.02.15 ended: 1.12.16