When dating a boy, remember that they are clueless. That's what I read online in the short amount of time I got to research what it was actually like having a boyfriend because that's the only preparation I could make. It was absolutely no help. Eli knows more about this than I do and we've only been doing it for nearly two weeks which may seem like a short amount of time but really, it's been over two months if you count all that kissing and feeling each other up in New York and San Francisco as well as in my house. Eli has a natural affiliation for it that I just don't possess.
I love him, I do but he's too good at this. He knows if I'm annoyed at him for anything. He knows if I'm upset or so happy that he can kiss me at any time and I wouldn't care. Even if we were surrounded by gossips at school, he's all up in my business. He's definitely not afraid to hide his affection from the world. But he never wanted to in the first place so I wasn't going to turn him down every two seconds.
Eli wasn't one of my major issues, we were happy and content for the first time in the while we'd known each other. I was the one that had problems outside of us that I couldn't just leave, one being Mallory. Cutting a long story short if I'm allowed to do that in writing; she apologised, I accepted, I apologised, she accepted, she felt guilty, I felt guilty, Lily slapped her for apologising, she was pissed off, Eli kissed me for apologising, (I liked that) and all was well in the world.
Wesley, another of problems that turn out to be all people, was trickier. I cornered him at school and forced him to except many a truth about how taking his feelings out on me didn't show the apparent 'love' he had and that he was also being childish. I might have been a bit harsh. Obviously, he wasn't happy; he didn't like Eli and I don't think he ever would. Eli didn't like him either so it was mutual but in the end, I convinced both parties to be civil at least so I didn't lose a friend or cause more problems by having Eli and Morgan around if he was there as well. Wes did warn me against him but I wasn't going to listen, if something went wrong I'd deal with the consequences. Not that we didn't have 'problems' we had to deal with.
We were fine on the surface, really but I couldn't get him to open up at all. I'd try to talk about family with him and segway into his but he'd very easily, like he'd done it thousands of times before, put us back onto the subject of me, I hadn't noticed it before now, probably because I was stuck in my own head but now I could see it. It hurt him an awful lot but he wouldn't talk about, I bet he never had. I did want to push it because I think it would help him but at the same time if it caused him pain, I couldn't do that. I'd tried to broach it directly once and he left in a huff, acting like nothing had happened the next day. That happened to only be a few days ago, and it was weighing on my brain heavily as me and my sisters shopped in D.C.
"Coral! Concentrate, we only have a few hours." Opal cajoled, pushing me over to another rack of dresses. This was one of the few responsibilities I had to my father's job, it was one the whole family had to attend. An event at the white house held for charity and all the senators and officials had to attend including their families. It did a lot for those in need, choosing a different charity every year to help as many as possible. It was an amazing thing to attend and gained a little attention because of it so everyone dressed up and it was a tradition among us girls to shop on the day in the better shops of D.C.
"Fine, I'll put my phone away, but I'll most likely go for my back up dress anyway." I replied, tucking my phone into my bag and off so I could concentrate.
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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...