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Chapter 5: Doughnut

Chapter Five: Doughnut

        It's Wednesday and I decided to avoid Elijah at all costs. I don't really know why-okay that's not true. I just don't want to face him because of what he did to me yesterday. I'm not saying I didn't enjoy his soft lips against my cheek but I don't enjoy the fact that I can't figure out why he said that. It's confusing my brain too much and seeing him will just be too chaotic. Plus, I would be deathly embarrassed to even speak full sentences to him.

    "Pastel!" Alice called out to me, dragging me out of my inner monologue with myself.

    "Yes?" I asked her, still debating inside my head just the tiniest bit. Alice started to say something but I just zoned off again. That moment me and him had yesterday just kept replaying through my head. I felt my face heat up as it replayed in my thoughts so I hid my face under my Geometry book. Alice, who stopped talking once she realized I wasn't listening, asked me what's wrong. I spilled to her what happened yesterday and she screamed so loudly that I had to cover my ears.

    "I ship you two so hard!" She exclaimed and I blushed. Right at that moment, Elijah walked into the classroom. He looked at me briefly and smiled tentatively.

    "Who are you shipping now?" Elijah asks Alice, curiosity showing through his eyes. Alice wiggled her eyebrows at me and stuck her tongue out at him.

    "Like I would tell you!" She teased and he chuckled at her childish behaviour.  He then looked at me, his eyes smiling.

    "Hey Pastel." He greeted me softly. I nodded at him, looking down as I felt my face flush. I saw him frown from the corner of my eyes. He then grabbed my hand and my eyes went wide.

    "Let's talk about what happened yesterday." He told me and I decided it was time to get this awkwardness between us resolved so I nodded. He nodded too and led me out of the classroom.  He realized he was still holding my hand and let go instantly. For some reason, my hand felt cold, as if it missed his warmth.

    "So, uh, I'm sorry for what happened yesterday." He told me and my eyes went wide. He was apologizing?

    "O-oh, it's fine." I stuttered, looking down at the ground. My blonde locks framing the right side of my face.

    "It's not fine. You refuse to look at me." He said to me softly. I frowned and he took my face into his hands, forcing me to look up at him.

    "Now smile for me." He whispered, face inches away from mine. I blushed a bit and forced a smile. He smiled contently when he saw I wasn't frowning anymore. Some coughed behind us and I turned around, seeing Alice with mischief glistening in her eyes.

    "Well, you two are awfully close." She stated, smirking the slightest bit. My face turned a deep scarlet red and Elijah had his cheeks tinted strawberry pink.

    "Pastel, would you mind if I steal Elijah from you? I need to talk to him about something." Alice asked me kindly. Curiosity ran through my face. What could she possibly have to tell him and she doesn't want me around to hear it? I wondered this but nodded anyways, heading into the classroom. I peeked behind me a bit and saw Alice's expression. Why does she look angry?

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    Alice came into the classroom two minutes later, she cheeks slightly tinted red and her eyebrows were furrowed. She sat down in her assigned seat and muttered something about 'He's such an asshole'. I made a puzzled face at her but she was too caught up in her thoughts to notice me.

    Our teacher walked into the room but before he could even start class, some girl squealed crazy loud. I turned my head towards Alice instinctively but to my utter surprise, she didn't make the sound. I looked around the room and saw where everyone's attention was directed. There were two girls, one a darker skin color and one with brilliant, bright blue eyes, who were staring at their phone and jumping up and down.

    "What happened now, Kenzie and Mickey?" The teacher asked them, sighing greatly.

    "Kenzie, I can't believe the rumors were true!" The dark skinned girl yelled out to her friend. The other girl, who seems to be Kenzie, nodded excitedly.

    "What has happened, like oh my god!" Alice cried out, done with the suspension. Kenzie showed us her phone, me being far away couldn't read it, but thankfully she said it aloud.

    "The two bad boys of our school, Jason and Jackson, are dating!" She yelled, Mickey, the girl beside her, started squealing again. There was gasps around the room but I just looked around the room, not seeming surprised by this news.

    "I think I saw them making out in the library." I said aloud, voicing my own thoughts. Everyone whipped their heads towards my direction, looking at me to explain more.

    "I got lost on the way to the front office and I was in front of the library, so I went in to see if anyone could give me directions. There I saw a brown haired male-"

    "Jason!" Kenzie yelled out. I looked at her and she shrugged.

    "Who was pressing his mouth against a blonde haired-"

    "Jackson!" Mickey called out and I shot them a playful glare, sending a message through my mind to stop interrupting me. It's rude after all.

    "So, uh, yeah. They were making out in the library yesterday." I finished explaining to them. I heard loud squeals go throughout the whole classroom and I covered my ears. I looked towards Alice who was doing the same and I smiled. She saw me smiling at her and she rolled her eyes playfully.

    There was a loud 'whack' against the chalkboard and saw our teacher, Mr. White, glaring at us. Once he saw that he had all of our attention, he smiled evilly.

    "Since you all decided to waste your time talking about other people's love life, I will have you write a four page essay about love." He announced, looking at us proudly. We all groaned at this. Sometimes I question why teachers had to be so sour and give us homework. The world may never know.

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    I lost Alice, once again. We were supposed to go down to the lunchroom together but she must've forgot. Nonetheless, I decided to search for her and tickle her to death for ditching me. I heard banging from inside one of the classrooms. Being the curious cupcake I am, I decided to take a peek at what is in inside. I wish I hadn't.

    The scene before my eyes made my heart clench for reasons unknown. There was Alice, who was sitting on top of a shirtless Elijah. They must've noticed me come in because they turned their heads toward me, eyes going wide.

    "Alice, this isn't what it seems like." Alice whispered, I almost couldn't hear her because her voice was so quiet. Elijah looked at me, his eyes filled with a deep sadness. I felt my eyes wetten and they stared in shock. I wiped my tears away and ran away from them. I ran out of the school and into the courtyard. I took out the doughnut I was planning on giving to Alice and took a big bite out of it angrily.

    I don't know why I was crying or why I am even angry. I just didn't like the fact that Alice was touching Elijah like that. A sudden thought ran through my head. Am I jealous?