Bxtchhood Vs Fxckboys

Chapter 6: {I want to know him.}

CHAPTER SIX :

"I'm so done with this fking thing." Kendra deadpanned as she climbed over the opened windowsill on the second level of Alec's mansion. Yeah, we climbed the walls. We are rebels like that. I climbed over the windowsill and jumped off the sill as quiet as possible. I switched on the torchlight and saw that the room we were in looked somewhat like a study. The study bore with beautiful decorating touches. The walls were painted a lush burgundy, the rosewood furniture imported most likely from China. The windows that otherwise would have looked out into the square we're covered with velvet curtains that hung straight from floor to ceiling.

"Holy throwback." I muttered as I remembered standing here and almost wasn't able to leave. "What the hell is that?" Mackenzie said as her eyes were directed at the ceiling. She was a mirror image of me when I first saw the ceiling. The ceiling seemed to have hundreds and thousands of pins in them that secured pieces of paper that were teared off from books. All of the pages were marked one way or another, highlighted or circled using luminous glow in the dark highlighters or markers. The words that were highlighted stood out in the dark like stars littered in the midnight sky or jellyfishs swimming in the deep sea. It was selfishly and breathtakingly magnificent. I starred at it for the longest time possible guessing some of the phrases or pages from which of the books I've read. Upon closer look, I realized most of the pages were torn out from my favorite book, A tale of two cities. The first statement that flashed across my mind was, Alec liked to read.

No scratch that, Alec loved to read. Just like me.

I averted my eyes from the ceiling with much self-control. I turned to Mackenzie who was still starring at the ceiling and looking weirded out. "I knew this Alec Jennings is a nerd. This is creeping me out. The love he has for books." Mackenzie commented aimlessly. I chided her saying such thing as I love books too. I turned to her and signal her to stand guard in the study, while Kendra and I will go to Alec's room.

"We really should stop breaking and entering." Stated Kendra looking fairly frustrated that I woke her up in the middle of the night and explained the whole plan to her. I turned to her and shot her statement down,"firstly, this is a dog's house so it's not someone's house. Secondly, we did not break and enter. The windowsill was opened and we just entered it. According to my contextual knowledge, we are not breaking a law." I took the usual turn and was soon standing in front of Alec's room. I carefully turned the door knob and opened the door. There he was lying on the bed with the blanket tangled around his legs. His blonde-silver hair flowing around his face like albino seaweed. His skin so pale and fair like crystalline carbonate. He looked so peaceful like an angel, that was when I noticed the book tugged under his arm and another book under his pillow.

He fell asleep reading. Just like me.

I stood there looking at him. I couldn't say I inspected him that would be too stalkerish. And I couldn't say I starred at him that would make me sound like I liked him. Which I do not. So I looked at him. My eyes free of emotions. No wait of course one emotion is clearly visible in my eyes when I looked at him. Hatred. I walked towards his walk-in and stepped into the room. I was engulfed by his scent. The mix of Calvin Klein and Chanel Allure Homme hair and body wash. It smells thick and yet not overpowering. It was a light yet dominating smell and I liked it.

What the fk is happening to me? I'm like obsessed with him. I should really stop 'visiting'.

"You look like you are lovesick." Kendra said starring straight at me in the eye. "What the fk are you talking about. I don't like Alec at all."
I said casually while rummaging through his drawers. Just get those briefs and we've out of here. "Urmm I didn't even mention him. You did, not me." she bent down and started opening the drawers.

"I think I've found what you're looking for." Kendra whispered-yell. "You know we are sneaking right. So keep it down bitch." I walked towards the drawer that were filled with Calvin Klein briefs. "Sorry bitch, I thought we were guests." Kendra shot back sarcastically in an innocent voice. "Just open the bag,will you?" I  sighed in defeat. Kendra pulled out the Prada dust bag from one of my old purchases. I think it was a Prada tote bag, if I didn't remember wrongly. We dumped the briefs into the bag and quickly walked out of the walk-in. When we stepped out of the walk-in, we came face to face with a still drunk of sleep Alec who was trying to prop himself up. He looked at me in confusion and when he recognised my face, his face brightened up. I felt weirded at the fact that I am here standing in his room in the middle of the night excited him. I turned and pushed Kendra out of the room, I was following right behind her. We ran across the long corridors.

Damn this huge house.

Alec was right behind us. Even though he was still staggering due to the fact that he just woke up, he still had the possibility of outrunning us. He is the quarterback of the soccer team. That sure counts for something. Kendra and I burst into the study and saw Mackenzie painting her nails using the latest cyan coloured nail polish.
"Busted." I said to her and she immediately hopped out of her chair and threw the closed bottle of nail polish in the bag before running and jumping out of the window. Kendra followed suit. And then there was me standing in front of the window and there was Alec standing by the door. I turned around and our eyes were connected and then a million questions flashed across my mind.

Have I talked to him more than a setence? Have I bothered to know what kind of a person is he?  Was I taken aback by the fact that he loved to read? Or is that just a small part of him and there are so much more for me to explore? Was I too caught up in revenge that I missed the fact that he was someone just like me?

My heart was going faster than a million miles an hour. I was trying to catch my breath one way or another. My chest heaving noisily. And that was when I realised Alec's chest was pumping up and down very quickly as well. His hair was a mess and his eyes was an electric blue in the dark. His cheeks were flushed in a bright pink colour. He had on only a white muscle tank and a pair of Calvin Klein sweatpants that hung low on his waist. He stood there his eyes trained on me. And while the minutes pass and we were still rooted to the spot. I looked up and saw those star-like words that shone in the sleepless dark. They are breathtaking just like this boy standing in front of me. I decided one thing.

I want to know him. I want to know more about this person that has the same insecurities as me. That felt as lonely as me. That was why we loved books, I guess. We were able to lose ourselves in the sea of words. Able to bury our souls in the tragedies of others. I want to explore more about him. About Alec Jennings.

I jumped out of the window.