Glare

Chapter 8.

"Ellie wake up and get ready for school." I heard Greg's voice next to my door. Huffing, I sat up. I stretched letting out a low moan, following that was a scream. I got up. I walked over to my closet. Going through my clothes I grabbed my flowery skirt, white tank top, and a pink pull over jacket. I got undressed slowly. Tanking off my shirt, then my shorts. I pulled my tank top over my head, the tank top was skin tight. Showed everything. You could see my pink stripes on my bra through it. Hopefully no one would notice. Nobody should be look at my chest anyways. I slid up my skirt. Then I pulled the jacket over myself. I looked in the mirror. Smiling.

I was in the hallways of my school, kids streaming past me every direction. A couple stopped in front of me to have a 'make out' scene. I stepped aside. I finally made it to my locker, shoving the books in there the bell rang. Everyone was running except me. I had to grab my mathbook. I closed my locker door. Turning around I saw Louis leaning on the wall, starring at me with a obnoxious smirk on his face.

" Don't we look classy today? What's going on a cock-tail party?" He snickerd under his words. i felt offended by this. I thought I looked nice today, not to nice but nice.

" I'm sorry I don't dress like a punk homeless person like you." I hissed. My face got red. I was sort of mad.

" Awe look, someone is getting mad. You're going to turn into a tomato someday Elizabeth." He looked into my eyes. I wanted to walk over to him and slap him but,  I kept cool and stayed in my spot.

" You need to shut the fuck up, please. Like jesus I'm tired of talking to you. You're annoying, and I can't deal with it." I barked. Holy..Did I just cuss? Louis brought out the worst in me. I never usually say that word out loud. I bit my lip and looked down. Why do I have to let him get to me?

" She swore she swore! Give her a medal!" He laughed. Louis walked over to me. My heart started to flutter. He placed his finger under my chin and raised my head. My heart beat was picking up. I looked him in his eyes. " You may be a square, but you're cute." He smiled. A warming smile. One I have never seen before. His face came closer to mine. He placed his lips upon mine. I was shocked. But I didn't stop him. Why didn't I stop him? I couldn't get my self to push away. My body just fell under his spell. He broke our kiss. Louis winked and walked away. He left me there, confused.

Louis, and I's kiss was in my head all day. I couldn't thinking about it. I felt like I wanted more. More of him. But I hate him, I shouldn't want him to do this. Or do I really hate him? Is it just his hard exterior that's taking over him. I don't know what to think.