Classes start up again far too soon for anyone's liking, although I find myself in a comfy position seeing as I had completed all of my holiday assignments early. Sam doesn't share my work ethic and, of course, has left his work to the last minute.
I tap my pen against the desk, my attention only half focused on what my lecturer is saying. My thoughts keep wondering to Sam, who is no doubt sat at home attempting to complete an essay for this afternoon. I yawn surreptitiously and jot down the names on the board, deciding I'll research their significance later.
He finishes his little speech with a flourish and an awful pun, which only few appreciate. People all around me gather their papers and close their laptops, eager to reclaim the rest of their day. I take my time, tucking my notebook into my bag and shrugging it onto one shoulder.
"Eli?" A small voice murmurs and I turn to look upon perhaps the tiniest girl I've ever seen. She has purple hair and an outfit so colourful that she looks as though she's come straight from a colour run.
"Yeah?" I ask, not recognising her in the slightest. I feel as though I would definitely remember someone so insistent on wearing every colour on the spectrum, but then again, she is small. The small ones often escape my notice.
"Um, I know we've never spoken but do you know where Sam is? It's just you're always together and I can't find him." She says, her voice very gentle and tentative. She sounds afraid, as though I might take offence and I could, if I were that petty, but it's a well-established fact that we're usually together, or at least knows where the other is.
"He's actually at home right now, trying to finish an essay he left till the last minute. Do you need me to pass on a message or something?" I ask, smiling and attempting to sound more approachable. It seems my effort pays off, as she beams at me in response.
"Actually, I'd quite like to give this to him personally? It's a copy of one of my assignments and I..." She trails off nervously and I give a short laugh.
"It's fine, I understand. You want to see it in safe hands, although I'm concerned that you think Sam is considered safe." I admit and she giggles.
"He swore he'd be careful and he knows I'll decapitate him if he isn't." She reassures and I nod.
"Good to know, I'm heading home now so I can take you, if you want?" I offer and she nods, glancing behind her and waving at her lingering friend.
"Did she want to come too or...?" I leave the question open, my gaze flickering back to her friend and the girl in front of me laughs.
"No, no, my girlfriend just worries is all. No one really knows you and well, I'm very small." She admits with a blush and I shrug.
"I've noticed. Alright then, let's go." I murmur, opening the door for her as she watches me wide eyed. She shakes it off and walks past me and into the open air.
"My name's Alana, by the way." She chirps, holding onto her bag as she walks by my side. I make a conscious effort to slow my pace when I notice her skipping to keep up.
"Pleasure to meet you, how do you know Sam?" I ask, curiosity getting the better of me.
"I used to take Spanish but I hated it so I switched to English language." She explains and I nod.
"Last I heard he lived in the old block by the lake? Did he move?" She inquires.
"Yeah, we moved out over Christmas, the dorms weren't great and he's basically incapable of fending for himself." I explain and she grins.
"So, you moved in together." She states and I nod, smiling slyly.
"I'm the only one who can put up with him for any length of time." I state and she laughs.
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Growing Pains
Teen Fiction-A soulmate story- Sam and Eli are best friends, they have been for years and they tell each other everything. Well, almost everything. Elias Grey has felt every cut, bruise and fracture that Samuel Rivera has received for eleven years. He has no...
