COLD BLUE

Chapter 3

"DONE!" I SAID TRIUMPHANTLY FINISHING TEN MINUTES BEFORE THE DEAD LINE. I send it to my English Professor, Dr. Newton, he was weird fellow. I remove the laptop off my lap placing it to the left side of me, then fell back into my bed. I sigh in relief. 'You're such a procrastinator' my conscious shakes her head at me, but I still get my work done. I close my eyes to rest my tired bits of brain that were left. It was only for a moment. Then I remembered the icy blue-grey eyes that were behind James when we kissed. So intense, and captivating I'm sure that it was Abel. Only eyes like his can pierce into me that hard.

My train of thought was interrupted by a knocking sound. It was probably Scarlett coming home from her date with Mr. Deep-Voiced-Yummy. I turned my head to the window on my left observing the traces of sunlight that were left. It was mid-October, so it usually starts getting dark around this time. There was a knock again, annoying me to get up form the bed. 'Damn it Scarlett Don't you have your own damn key?' I walk out the room annoyed at whoever was knock at the door so obnoxiously. With in seconds I was at the door opening it and said "Damn it Scar don't you have your own-"

"Surprise?" a low familiar voice said. It was Abel standing outside holding a couple bags of what appeared to be Chinese take out. "Abel," I said surprised feeling a light pink rush to my cheeks "right I forgot you were coming." He smile.

"I brought food."

"Chinese?"

"You guessed it kid."

"Hey just because your like four, five years older than me does not mean you can call me a kid!" I snap at him and he chuckles. He walks into the apartment then goes to the kitchen placing the bag of food on the bar. He sits at one of the three stools at the bar, looks forward for a moment, then looks at me.

"And it's not five years that we're apart okay it's only like three," he adds smiling "I'm not that old. Is Scar back yet."

"No."

"But I see you are?"

"Well, she stayed at Ma's with Jason."

"And you are here, because. . ."

"I have my reasons for being here before her."

"Oh yeah, and what are those, Señor Jock to dumb for you? Why did he scare you away so quickly?"

"He did not, jerk. Actually James is a sweet, intelligent guy alright," I snapped at Abel defending James. He stays quite and serious. The once friendly atmosphere changed intensely and the electricity that ran through my body was back. "Was he a good kisser?" He mumbles under his breath barely audible to my ears. "What was that?" I ask hoping he'd repeat what he said. He stays quite for a moment, "Its nothing, I was just saying something to myself, you know, thinking out loud."

"Oh, um ok." I reply sounding somewhat disappointed. 'He is a weirdo.' I go behind the bar into the kitchen and grab two plates from the cupboard. Abel grabs a plate then checks his phone "Scar says she's going to be late for dinner. Looks like I bought this for us then."

"Wow, she really must be into this guy if she's taking so long to get home."

"Yeah, I'm sure that's what's taking her so long." He said laughing at his perverted joke. "Abel that's gross, get your mind out of the gutter," I add jokingly then push his shoulder. He looks at me with darkened icy colored eyes, I feel everything tighten momentarily. I then grab two cups and place them at the bar next to the plates. "What do u want to drink?" I ask Abel as I open the refrigerator door. "Beers cool."

"Of course, you left some here."

"I know," he adds in a know-it-all tone. I stick my tongue out at him. I take out a beer from him and some fruit punch juice for me. I go around the island and sit next to Abel on the other stool, and grab a a box labeled 'CM' knowing it was the Chow Mien box. Noodles were my favorite, and always my first take. He sits looking forward adding on his plate rice, noodles, and orange chicken with his chopsticks. 'Basic.' "Where did you get the take-out from?"