It

Chapter 11 - Who is He?

Her outfit was a bit like this^^
Credit: Google

«»«»«»«»
Aspen's POV
«»«»«»«»

I looked in the mirror, seeing myself. I was short compared to other girls in my age-group. I had short, stubby legs. Not like other chicks who had sticks for legs.

The other night at the party, Axel gave me his number. The funny thing is that he wasn't drunk. I think he is serious about everything.

But I feel as if I was cheating on Jasper although we were never serious. One date and that's it.

But I thought, screw it, let's have fun because it's true that we have one life and a pretty short one, too. So I texted Axel this morning, inviting him to come over along with my address.

It was lucky that my aunt was called in to work this morning so she wouldn't embarrass me. But I guess that's what normal parents do, which makes her even more like a real mom.

Here I am now, staring at my reflection, fighting with myself over what to wear. I am currently wearing a baggy brown sweater with yoga pants, and laid on my bed was opinion two and three. My second option was a casual summer dress with stockings and my third option was a dark red crop top with cropped black leggings.

My long, brown hair was up in a messy bun once again since I don't really know how to do my hair. My mom used to do my hair but she never taught me. And my aunt seems to be too busy most of the time. So all I know is brushing and putting it up in either a messy bun or ponytail.

I grunted loudly and I flopped into the bed in pure frustration. It was as if somebody stepped onto a hive and angry bees were now buzzing around in my skull.

But the most frustrating yet frightening thing is that I've never had feelings like these when it came to a boy, or feelings that I could remember. Usually when it came to teenage boys I'd ignore them or just think they're idiots. I generally think that most teenage boys are idiots. But if I notice that they actually have manners and take things such as school seriously, I'd take them seriously.

A loud knock sounded from the front of the house. Since my aunt had already left for work, that must be Axel.

I fidgeted after standing up. Panic seemed to glue me to the carpet. Should I wear this or should I change?

Screw it.

I walk out of my room so quickly I almost slipped on the wood because of my socks. I needed to calm down, but my heart was beating so quickly I thought that it stopped for a second and my stomach seemed to be in knots.

Calm down, it's just another boy from school. Nothing special.

I reached the front door in a puffing mess since I ran and skidded the way to the door.

I open it to see the same multicoloured eyes that I was expecting to see. But behind the beautiful pair of eyes, I see brown and blue ones, too.

I notice that the brown eyes belonged Ezra, Axel's twin brother. Wait, he had brown eyes? All this time I thought that he had green eyes. Oops.

Wrapped around Ezra's arm was a blonde girl who seemed about my age. Her bright blue eyes were so bright that I thought at they could blind someone. But they were somewhat beautiful.