Never did I think Eli would turn up at my pool, or the training pool as I should call it. There was no point him coming in the first place but I was thankful for the food he got me. I would never say no to a good take-out. As much as I don't want to think about him kissing me as I'd already thought about the whole situation an awful lot this weekend, but I knew I couldn't ignore it...or maybe I could? I mean he'd said he wouldn't do it again. Was there really anything to think about? It didn't matter what my feelings were, or even if I had any. I was swept off my feet over the weekend and he had been very different at school today, but this didn't change the fact I had known him for not two weeks, hardly a week even. I must admit kissing him could be intoxicating but I couldn't compare it to anyone else. Maybe I just liked kissing people? I sound like such a slut. The point is, I'm not in love with him. He's Eli Moore or Elijah Morel as I just found out. He's a nice enough guy and all but not the one for me. I needed a nice, quiet guy who wouldn't have any chance of ruining my quiet life in the attic of my house. That didn't mean me and Eli couldn't be friends in private. At the moment, I liked him as he was being nice but I hadn't known him long enough to see if that could change or not. I didn't even like him last week. But by now everyone had forgotten about the homecoming Cinderella and personally, I didn't think he would say anything so I liked to think it was all forgotten after our weekend in New York and we could be the best of friends. Well, friends enough to talk to each other normally in class which I thought we'd achieved pretty well already.
I arrived at my class and proceeded to speak Spanish for an hour which is generally all it consisted of. I only went for the practise but I was planning a break with the family to Spain at some point. At the moment, it was finding a time when all of us could go. It was incredibly difficult to even get a week off for my dad but I'd already asked him to book the most convenient two weeks off for him in college/school break time. Even Archer would have issues getting time off but he was friends with his boss.
Anyway, I got out pretty quickly. Don't get me wrong, the people there are lovely but none of them are my age. Most are older college age or a lot older than that. They kept to their two different groups and because of the way I look, I got the college students. It wasn't a large class but most of them went to Harvard as it was Boston but it was the highly intelligent ones who went outside of the college to keep their skills up. I keep up with them but with some of them, I had been studying it a lot longer. There were five of us and about seven older people as well. We had a good laugh and most of them knew fifteen-year-old me so I was like the baby of the group. It's not like one of the college kids was after me. I was short and childlike anyway but they knew I wasn't a kid, more like a younger not so innocent sister.
I waved them goodbye and jumped in my car to get home. I hadn't gotten to finish my dinner so was dying for one of the pop tarts I knew was in the cupboard. I played my music stupidly loud and drove all the way home pulling into my driveway. It had taken longer because of traffic but I was used to it so at quarter past nine, I was collecting my things into my various bags to take in for a wash when there was a knock at my window making me jump out of my skin. I whipped my head around to see Eli happily waving at me through the window.
"I'm convinced you live to turn up anywhere I don't expect you to be and frighten me half to death." I grumbled to myself, shaking my head as I opened the door to make him move back, balancing all the bags.
"I've got pizza and one of the best movies known to mankind, The Matrix." He said, following me as I grumbled towards the house.
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True Identity
RomanceWhen living in the shadows, there is a rule, maybe the only rule. Don't, under any circumstances, make a spectacle of yourself. Coral had always been content living under the radar, watching her siblings prosper around her. She had her attic bedroo...