Chapter: Four

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*Above is a picture of Halle Berry who I imagine playing Scarlett's mom*

Scarlett

"Oh my, this burger is so amazing." Alex says from across the booth from me and I grin. I reach over and steal a couple fries from his plate and he swats my hand away. "Hey! I paid for those!" He says and I laugh.

"Who told you about this restaurant huh?" I say and he pouts as he shrinks into his seat. "Yeah, that's what I thought." I say grinning before taking another one of his fries. He continues eating his burger in silence and quiets his protests of me stealing his fries. His eyes are focussed on me while I totally mow down on his fries. When I finish the entirety of his delicious french-fries I sit back in my seat trying to avoid his gaze. My hair falls in front of my eyes while I look down at my hands clasped in my lap.

"Don't do that." He says in a low voice and I look up at him through the strands of hair in my face. His eyes are focused on me and I can see the seriousness in them.

"Do what?" I ask.

"Hide your face. There's nothing that you should want to hide." He says and I feel a blush creeping its way onto my cheeks. I tuck my hair behind my ear shyly.

"Thanks, I guess." I say and he smiles at me.

"I'm serious. You are so pretty. I don't understand why you don't hangout with the other girls in our grade, like Nikki." He says and I choke on my spit. Did he just say what I thought he said? He looks at me confused with an eyebrow raised.

"I used to hangout with all of them..." I say quietly as I remember all of the girls I used to call my friends. Nikki was my closest friend but there was Amber, Sarah, Lauren, Gabby and Mikayla. We were all such good friends until I ruined everything. I'm honestly surprised Alex has never heard that I was the popular girl at school before he came after I ruined everything. I miss those girls a lot. I just wish I hadn't screwed up so badly.

"You did?" He asks shocked and I glare at him.

"Yeah. Why are you so surprised?" I ask.

"I don't know. I just never actually thought you did. I mean you're pretty like them, actually even more pretty than all of them but you aren't like them." He says which confuses me because he totally just asked why I didn't hangout with them.

"Just because someone is pretty, even though I'm not, doesn't mean they have to hangout with other pretty girls. And yeah, a lot of those girls are fake now but when I knew them and I was close to them, they were good people. Plus, you also realize you also called me prettier than your girlfriend." I point out and his cheeks turn red in embarrassment.

"I didn't mean.... Well I'm not gonna lie, you are pretty. So is Nikki but I don't know..." He says trailing off and I shake my head sighing.

"Does she even know that you're here with me?" I ask and he grimaces before shaking his head.

"No, she doesn't. She hasn't been talking to me much the past few days." He says.

"That sucks." I say and he nods.

"So what about you? Do you have a boyfriend?" He asks and I let out a laugh.

"Really Alex? I thought you would've known by now." I say and he looks at me confused.

"Known what?" He asks.

"That I obviously don't have a boyfriend." I say and he looks slightly relieved for a second before turning beside him and pulling out his notebook from class. I do the same and open up to the list of questions. "So what's your favourite flower?" I ask and he laughs at me.

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