The next morning came fast and without much sleep.
I remember looking up thinking about Elijah and life and the fact that school is almost over.
I said my prayers and went to bed and it feels like minutes later Emanuel busted in my room waking me up.
"Come on. Come on!"
I throw on some bum clothes and we walk out the house.
He guides me through his garage full of cars.
"I feel sporty today." He announces walking to a car off his choice.
I get in and we take off.
"So how did that talk with Elijah go?" He asks.
"Okay I guess. I said we can be friends." I tell him.
Emanuel rolls his eyes. "That can never work. Once two people fuck it'll never be the same."
I sigh. "Yeah, but I have to try."
We get to the runway.
"Alright. I'm rushing you to makeup then hair and by then the show would be ready to start."
I do as I'm told and meet many girls in the makeup department.
They all look at me.
I take a seat closest to the door.
"So your E3's new project." A girl speaks. She just came through the door and noticed me.
"I guess. I'm more like a friend."
She nods. Looking at her I cannot find a flaw. Her hair is a light brown with natural curls. Her eyebrows are on point they have that perfect arch. Her eyes are a dark green. It's beautiful. She has tan skin and full pink lips.
"Well. I'm Roxanne." She tells me.
Her name fits her appearance. It's electric.
"I'm Eliza. It's nice to meet you."
She smiles. "Same to you."
"Awww, how sweet of you showing the new girl around." A new voice speaks.
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Another Cliché Love Story
Teen FictionHi, I'm Eliza. Looking back I probably should have left him alone. We went to school together all our lives, but I doubt he knew who I was. First red flag. Of course I knew him. The entire school knew him. Second red flag. He was hiding something. S...