Treat You Better

Chapter 1 - Oblivious

It was a late Thursday afternoon and I was just walking home from school. I didn't drive because my mom would refuse to help me get a car. So, I had to walk. I was getting exercise, so thats how I choose to look at it.

Buzz buzz

My phone buzzed in my pocket. I reached in and took it out. It said I had a text from this guy I met in my Animal Science class.

Eli: "Wanna grab a smoothie?"

I thought to myself for a minute about if I wanted to go or not.

Me: "Sure, pick me up?"

Eli: "address? :)"

Me: "1432 n 425 s Maplestown"

I slid my phone in my pocket and continued walking home. My pace picked up because I wanted to make sure I looked cute for this guy. First real impressions do count.

When I got inside my house, my mom was busy doing her taxes like always. My mom has been financially struggling ever since my dad lost his job. She has been the only one working ever since, and it's been over a year.

"Hey mom, I'm gonna go grab a smoo-"

"Okay." She cut off. She was so focused on her computer, it's like I could say a whole bunch of swear words and she wouldn't even care. Thats how focused she was.

I got up to my bedroom and picked out a small sun dress and some sandals. My hair still was pretty good since it never needs really a fixing to it.

Buzz buzz

My phone buzzed on my bed and it was a text from Eli.

Eli: "I am here."

I quickly checked my appearance again and ran out the door. He pulled up in a old Chevy pickup truck. It was white and had huge patches of rust all over it. Not what I expected such a hot guy to drive.

"Nice ride." I said, trying to be polite. He opened the passenger door for me and I thanked him.

"You don't have to lie." He laughed. "She's old."

"It's not a lie, if this can still run, it's a nice ride." We both laughed and he started driving down the road.

Eli was very attractive. The fact that he had any interest in me, really shocked me. He was tall, tan, he had black hair, and blue eyes. There was a bit of muscle on his arms, but not too much. He was like the perfect ideal guy.
He is on the wrestling team at school, which also made him very popular.

Me? I'm just a social outcast really. I am in the choir, which gives you no recognition at our school. But, at least I was in something.

"You like smoothies?" He asked. We parked in the parking lot of a smoothie place called "Go Pro Smoothies."

"Yeah, it's been a while since I've had one though." I replied. He smiled and got out of the lifted vehicle. He opened my door again and I thanked him.

We walked in the small shop that was cold and has the eroma of fresh fruit. We both waited at the counter to be helped.
A blonde girl who looked about our age came up and smiled.

"Uh, can we get two small Rasberry rushes?" He ordered, looking a bit nervous. You could tell he thought she was attractive. It kinda annoyed me a little.

"Sure." She said. Her voice was a bit of a playful tone and she sexually bit her finger.
"Your total will be eight twenty-five."

Eli grabbed his wallet from his back pocket and handed her a ten dollar bill. She smirked at him and gathered up his change from the drawer. After he got his change back, we took our seats at the table and waited for our smoothies.

"She's something." I laughed while rolling my eyes.

"I know." He laughed too, looking over at her.

"It looks like she wants to devour you." I added. He rose his eyebrows and looked over at her again. It was really making me feel a bit insecure since I was sitting right here.

She started over to us with the smoothies in her hands. You can tell she unbuttoned her work shirt and pushed her boobs up and she was making this sexual face. It was really irritating me but I didn't know what to do about it.

"Here you go." She leaned over and her boobs basically dangled out of her shirt. Eli awkwardly knodded and thanked her.

He could tell it was bothering me because I just glared at her as she walked away. She was trying to get his attention and in the worst way possible. Slut.

"You like rasberries?" He asked me and I snapped out of my glare.

"Yeah, rasberry pie is the bomb!" I said.

"I never had rasberry pie." He informed me. I pretended to be shocked and had my mouth in an O shape.

"You're kidding." I giggled. "You're missing out."

"Well, maybe you should make me a rasberry pie." He joked. That actually sounded like a good idea.

"Maybe I will." I sipped my smoothie and he took a sip of his too. It was the best smoothie I've ever tasted in my life. Although the fact that a slut employee put her aids all over my cup.

We continued talking and we were really hitting it off. We were hitting it off so well, that when I checked the time on my phone, it read nine forty-five.
I didn't want to stop talking to him though.

"Won't you look at the time." He chuckled, pointing at his golden watch. "We better get you back, school is awaiting in the morning."

"Yay." I sarcastically cheered. We gathered up our stuff and headed out. The drive back was pretty good, we talked about our lives and what our plans were after high school.
He was a genuine guy and seemed sweeter than I ever thought he was. We had classes together basically the whole year. He was sneak glances at me from time to time but I thought it was just a simple attraction.

He pulled up to my house and he turned to me and smiled. "I had fun, let's do it again sometime."

"I agree." I smiled back at him. He put his hand behind my head and pulled me in. He kissed me on the cheek and we hugged.

"See you at school." He winked. I felt my heart flutter.

"See ya." I said. I slid down his high up truck and ran inside.

My mom and dad were on the couch, watching their favorite game show. They looked so happy even though they were struggling, it's something you don't see everyday.

I took my sleeping pills out of the cupboard in the kitchen and swigged the meduim sized objects down my throat. These pills helped me fall asleep because I struggle with falling asleep. I have my whole life.

Ever since I was thirteen years old, I struggled with depression and anxiety. Having both of those make your mind hyper active, so It makes it very hard to sleep and turn off your brain at night.

I blame moving away from my friends and such a grear home. We were forced to move here so we can pay a cheaper house payment and my mom could get her job. We've been struggling ever since.
I'm seventeen now and I still have the anxiety and depression. The medication just helps me out.

After I took my meds, I ran down stairs to my room. I threw on a comfy t-shirt and my favorite Kermit pajama pants.
I plugged in my phone and than got all comfy in my bed. I had a few texts from Eli, so I thought to respond to them now.

Eli: "Had a good time."

Me: "So did I, thanks for taking me."

Eli: "You're a slower texter ;)"

Me: "Excuse me for only taking 10 minutes to get ready for bed :P"

I locked my lockscreen and switched off my lamp, making my room go pitch black. My eyes werre closing from feeling heavy.
Pretty soon, I drifted off to sleep completely.

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Hey guys! This is a boring start, but I had to start somewhere so I can get some reads! Shawn will come in soon, but we have to get past the boring
parts! ;)

-Jenna