The Deadly Nerd (Completed)

Chapter 26

After the fashion show

*Elliott's POV*

"You were awesome!" Jo said smiling. I smiled back as I grabbed my bag. Basically, I walked the runway, in Milan. And then, I went to the backstage and grabbed my things, and changed and all the primary stuff. I said bye to all the girls, because I was staying in Milan longer. Mainly, they were heading back right after the show.

(A/N: God, I can't concentrate on this.. Twilight is on tv.. such a bad movie lol, I mean after TVD you just say bye to Twilight lol)

"You guys go ahead, we'll catch up with you later." Jo said after I muttered a small thank you to her. Chris turned to us in a blink of eye and caught Jo's sleeve before she managed to escape.

"No, no. You girls, are coming with us. End of discussion." Chris said and we were forced to go explore the town with them, instead of shopping around Milan.

"Ugh, fine." Jo muttered, beaten. I swear Chris was very demanding at times. And then we went exploring Milan.

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"Hmmm...let me think.. ah, yes! If you had a son and a daughter, what'd their names be?" Lucas asked me as we were sitting in the plane. Jo insisted I sat with Lucas because of Chris.

"Vespyr and Enoch." I simply said. I loved the names and they were unique.
"What about you?" I asked him after a few seconds passed.

"Zaja and..hmmm... Cedric." He answered, hesitating a little.

"Like, Harry Potter?" I asked chuckling. He chuckled too and my heart fastened its beating.

"Why not? I know he died and all, but still. I like the name. Why Enoch though?" He asked me fluttering his lashes like a teenage girl with a lot of mascara on her eyes.

"I like the name." I chuckled at his fluttering. That's how the conversation ended. He pulled his heaphones in only one ear and I leaned on his shoulder. I rested my head there, simply finding the position comfortable. I fell asleep soon after.

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"Wake up, sleepyhead!" Jo shook me as we landed. I slept for about 8 hours on the plane and now my back and neck hurts. I didn't even realise my head was on Lucas' shoulder still.

"I don't wanna! I want to sleep more." I said to Jo waving her off. I felt Lucas pick me up and my purse as we headed to the airport. He got me inside the airport from the plane and gently put me down on the floor. I uttered a small 'thank you'  and proceeded to the check out. 

As we exited the airport, the warm breeze hit my face. Miami was still warmer than Milan, in winter. There was snow, but compared to Milan's -15°C, Miami had aprox -5°C, which is waaaay warmer. I remembered the fashion show, the moment I was meeting the girls. They are all very lovely. We asked questions between ourselves and I didn't think one question slip by. My all-time favourite. Note the sarcasm. The question about my accent. I had a british accent, even though I am from the USA.

I lived in England when I was little and I believe it's because of that. My parents, older pair of siblings and I were living in grandpa's house. The nice grandpa's house. The deceased grandpa's house. Oh well, we're all bound to die sometime. Before the younger siblings were born, technically, a few months before they were born, we moved to Miami because of grandpa's death. Grandma Serra was long gone then, and grandpa was living alone, besides us in the house, that is.

Chris' story woke me up from my trans. He was talking about the endangered polar bears. Well, it's a topic anyway, sooo..

".. so I though we could get some money for charity. El here can also donate, because she just walked the runway yesterday." Chris glanced at me. I nodded, faintly. I thought about our little squad. Only Asher was missing, but he went with his mom to his aunt in Georgia. That's the only family he had, his mom and his aunt.

"Why are you so deep in your thoughts, El? Lighten up, this ain't no funeral." Jo said pushing me a little.

"You'd be dancing even on a funeral Jo." I said, looking out trough the car window. I was afraid of trains.

Where did that come from Elliott?

I don't really know. My butt, I guess. I mean, there's no other place it could've come from.

"Hey I'm not that crazy."Jo argued still. She always won arguments, and being very aware of that, I gave in. 

We arrived at my house, so they dropped me off. In the process they all hugged me and I slowly retreated from the car, watching it smoothly slide away until it was just a spot in the distance. I went into the house, locking the door because I was that  paranoic. 

Ever since the incident I was afraid that they'd come for me, so I always locked the door. Even when I wasn't alone in the house, I always locked the door. It became like a routine. Safety.

Safety my butt.  

I unpacked my suitcase and put the dirty laundry to wash. I took a shower because I smelled very horrid. I washed my face and teeth, brushed my hair and put some Maroccan oil on it. Proceeding to my bed, because it was very very late, I put on a lullaby and drifted off to sleep peacefully.

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HELLOOOOOOOO POOPLINGS!

I really do hope you've enjoyed this chapter because I didn't and it would mend my petty heart to know if anyone, and I mean anyone in the whole entire planet enjoyed this chapter. Oh my God...I need professional help. You know, sometimes I really feel like I'm a joke to the world, I'm not kidding.

Anyway, song for the chapter is Sia- Never Give Up because Elliott never gave up on modeling yaaay! Also please take a listen to The Meadow from the New Moon movie. Thanks for reading again!

Baiiii!