Chapter 5- When boys get difficult

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After the best night of my entire life I couldn’t wait to get back to school for a change, it meant that I could see Eli. All weekend I daydreamed and dreamed in my sleep of me and Eli it was like he put a spell on me and I became transfixed on him, but I also thought about what people would think of us at school because bubbly Becky and the badass Gothic guy in the school.

As Monday came I woke up bright and early and a put makeup on but natural look and had done my hair and made my clothes look pretty. As I caught the bus to school I was texting to Imogen about my fantasy night. I got off the bus and headed to my locker when I forgot I had left something in the garden that evening it was my bracelet I remember it fell off my wrist. As I went to the spot I looked around the area but found nothing I thought that someone stole it the most gifted thing that I was given.

I then stopped for a moment and looked up and saw a dark shadow so I stood up and got my vision and Eli stood there. He opened up his hand and my bracelet was in his hand he said “I think you dropped this after the dance and after our moment.”

“Oh thank you I thought someone stole it” I replied, as he put it back on my wrist he kissed me and said “I’ll guess I’ll see more often” and gave a smile and walked to his locker. I did a little happy dance and continued to my locker and begun the first class. It came to lunch, Eli and I sat alone at lunch and talked so much about the funniest things and shared our interests. As he was talking I noticed that all around us the other couples were kissing and showing love for each other but Eli didn’t do a single flirty thing to, so I snapped out of my thought and continued on with my day.

For the next two weeks Eli only kissed me in an area at school where no one could see us and never did anything during school. I then started to feel really pissed about this I then talked to Imogen at lunch and asked a question “Imogen, if you kissed someone for the first time would he continue to show it like everywhere he is with the girl?”

She said “OMG you and Eli kissed this is like major news! *girly squeal*”

“Imogen focus! Please answer my question” I reply  

“Well Becky I would be kissing my special someone, every time I saw them I would make him or her feel loved”

“Wait a minute Imogen you just said him or her, what do you mean her? What you like girls as well?”

“Becky, boys have cute bodies but girls their more sensitive and kind in a relationship that’s why I kind of like girls”

“YAY! I have a unique friend someone who is a lesbian wait a lesbian friend!”

“Becky! Keep it down now you better sought out your problem with Eli”

“Oh yeah I will, but thank you Imogen. See you later.”

I walk over to Eli as he is sitting down in front of his locker and so I sit down next to him and look at what he is writing. I say “Hello” and he says hello back.

We have a slight awkward silence then I start to talk I said to him “Eli why don’t you ever kiss me in public?” he sits in silence for a few seconds,

“People are going to judge us because you’re the nice happy girl and you’re dating the bad-ass gothic guy. It’s going to be weird” he finally said.

“So what you think our kiss was weird and so now you’re taking it all back and wish it never happened because you’re sacred of what people think, I thought you were strong not physically but mentally and could fight this. I guess I was wrong about falling for you, Eli.” I got up and walked away and went into an empty classroom and sat in the corner and cried about how guilty I felt for saying that mean attitude to Eli.

For the next two classes my appearance to others was a sad and lonely look in my eyes. Did I just break up with Eli? When I walked to my locker after class I saw Eli waiting down the end of the hallway. I tried to hide behind people or move behind people to pass him, but I feel a jolt in my arm. Eli had grabbed my arm and swung me around to face him. Just as he opened his mouth to say something to me I put my hand up to say stop and a tear came down my right check.

I paused and said to him “We are weird; remember you said that to my face, so I now said it to you. I hope you can feel how much it hurt me inside. I thought I had found the one but ‘the one’ just hurt me instead. Now I have to catch the bus.” As I put my hand down and turn around Eli’s facial expression went to loneliness as well.

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