Midnight

INTRO

About a year ago my father left my mom and me. My mom was forced to work as a single mother taking care of a bratty 15 year old aka me. We didn't have enough money to keep living in our large home in Colorado. We had to move in with my aunt in a tiny 2 bedroom apartment in Los Angeles.

I hate it here. It's always noisy and I have to share a room with my mom and my little brother Tom. I start school in less then a month and I'm counting down the days dreading every second of it. She actually expects me to make friends in this town?! No. Never. All the people that I've met are rude.

Chapter 1: Justin

Speaking of which I was in the Commons eating my frozen yogurt and walking by the movie theatre when someone nocked into me spilling my strawberry banana frozen yogurt all over my favorite white floral tank top. Jerk. I looked over to see who had hit me "sorry about that. I'm such a klutz" a teenage boy about my age with brown hair and a perfect jaw line making all his features stand out. Something was weird with him though...his eyes.

He looked away once he realized I was looking at his eyes "it's fine." Something about him creeped me out. I walked away fast then started running. I went to the closest bathroom I could find. Ugh. I have to wash this off and fast before it ruins my shirt. I scrubbed and scrubbed and scrubbed but nothing. Great now my shirt is soaking with pink all over it. I pulled my shirt off luckily I had an undershirt on.

I started to walk out of the bathroom pushing the door open angrily. I started to stomp out but was stopped by a hard body hitting me. It was him "what do you want" I said while gritting my teeth. "Listen I'm really sorry." There he goes again apologizing "forget it just get out of my way." He looked hurt "I'm sorry I just-I'm in a bad mood." He half laughed and oh that smile it was big and beautiful and it stretched across his beautiful jaw lined face. "I could tell."

Now he's just trying to make me mad "what's that suppose to mean?!" I yelled moving closer to him. I'm pretty sure that I spit on him actually. It was weird though because he didn't move a muscle. "It doesn't mean anything don't worry." Sure it doesn't. I tried to move past him but he stepped in my way blocking me. "Please just get out of my way and let me go home and change." He wouldn't move out of my way.

"Let me make it up to you." I smiled "and how would you do that?" I said laughing. "Let me buy you a new shirt. Please I insist." You have got to be kidding me. "Fine." At least ill get a new shirt out of this. And hey maybe he's rich. He is wearing expensive clothes.

The next hour was amazing. He took me to 3rd street in Santa Monica. He didn't just buy me a shirt he bought me a whole wardrobe. After the first half hour my arms hurt from holding so many bags that he actually payed 1 or 2 people to hold my bags. Yep. He was definitely rich. We were now and the way home I was riding in his sports car. Damn. I would love to be this rich.

"You never told me your name. It's kind of an important thing to know." He laughed "names aren't really important." He can't be serious. "Ok then I'll just call you muffins" we both started laughing. "Ok fine my name is Justin. What about yours?"

"My name? It isn't really important" He looked over at me annoyed "I'm just kidding. My name is Lillian. But please call me Lilly I hate Lillian." He smiled and looked at me "I like that name. Lilly." He turned into a parking lot "where are we going?" I asked. He ignored me and kept driving. He pulled in and parked "I thought we could get some lunch"

Ok so he's rich ANND nice. He's a keeper. I've decided it. "Thank god I'm starving." He laughed "ok Lillian calm down." So maybe he wasn't that nice "Im calm! And don't call me Lillian! Jerk!" I didn't really mean that last part but it just fit in the moment. I looked and saw a hurt look in his face "I-Im sorry. I didn't mean it. You just pissed me off."

We ate, well kind of. I had 2 bites to eat then he said we had to go. Ugh. I'm so hungry though. He didn't even eat anything at all. He didn't order or drink or have a bite of mine. It was weird. And come to think of it the only time I was his eyes were when he first bumped into me at the Commons

FLASHBACK  

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Someone nocked into me spilling my strawberry banana frozen yogurt all over my favorite white floral tank top. Jerk. I looked over to see who had hit me "sorry about that. I'm such a klutz" a teenage boy about my age with brown hair and a perfect jaw line making all his features stand out. Something was weird with him though...his eyes.

END OF FLASHBACK  

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He had shades on. When did those get there? We were back in his car. He was apparently taking me home. "It seems kinda silly that your wearing sun glasses in a car" I was laughing but when I looked over at him he was completely serious "I'm sorry I didn't mean to hurt you"

We were at my house, still he hadn't said a word. I got out and grabbed all my bags. I hurried inside I looked back and his car was already gone. I had to set down my bags to open my door. It creaked open. My aunt was there in a split second "oh! It's just you! I thought someone was breaking in!" That's just like my aunt to be worried about people breaking in. "Who was that in the car?" I felt my cheeks burning. "No one." She got distracted and looked at my bags "where did you get the money to buy that?!" I was about to tell her it was Justin's but she stopped me "wait. I don't want to know. As long as it's not mine or your mothers."

I half laughed "don't worry it's not." She smiled "well come inside already. I made some cookies!" How many cookies can this woman make?! I've eaten 3 batches already. My mom walked up "Lily! Where did you get all the money to buy that?!" I answered nonchalantly "my new friend. His names Justin's he insisted on buying me new clothes since he ruined my favorite shirt."

My mother looked down "Lil- ugh- ok just find a place to put all those clothes." I smiled "ok! Could I get some help carrying it in?" Does she expect me to carry all this by myself ? Apparently she was because I was just standing there and no one did anything.