A story where a boy meets a girl. Where secrets and lies are always exposed and where the past comes out to play.
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"Alexandra, were you just checking me out?"
"I'd much rather shit in my hands and clap."
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Have you ever been so encaptured by someone's energy that you spend every waking moment obsessing over them. You don't know them but you crave to know them. Anything about them.
Alexandra's been constantly running through my mind, not that I'm complaining, but I'd at least like to have an explanation as to why.
We've spoken very briefly with each other and aside from a few awkward conversations in front of her apartment, we've had little to no other interaction with one another.
The other night when she caught me with Sarah scared the living shit out of me. I know she heard a lot. By the way her eyes dug into my soul, I knew. There wasn't pity there, I appreciated that, but there was an underlying sadness. A familiarity. I needed to settle things with her immediately. But what if she expected me to completely open myself up and talk. I didn't often open myself up to people and besides, I don't even know her.
No.
I shake away the thoughts of her. Her beautiful green eyes. Her dark hair that reaches just below her shoulders. Her glowing olive skin. Gone.
I try an focus back on the biology lesson before me but my thoughts swirl around in my mind. They're toying with me.
I turn my head to the side to see Luke completely immersed in the lesson, taking notes and highlighting them. I'm so glad I have him, but ever since that day, I can't help but feel smothered by him. By everyone. No one is willing to give me a break.
'Evan, update us on your whereabouts every hour on the hour.' 'Evan, have you been taking your medication as the doctor has prescribed?' 'Evan, how was your week? Any triggers?'
If people could just back off a little and give me the room to breathe, maybe the suicidal thoughts would subside.
I focus my attention back onto Luke's profile for a while. He probably felt my gaze on his because he suddenly looked up at me.
He smiled softly, amusement in his eyes, "Ev, if you don't stop staring at me, I may just take it as a sign that you want to date me."
This made me chuckle sarcastically, "Keep dreaming. Unfortunately, you're not my type. Nice try though."
He continued copying down the endocrine system but not before sending me a playful glare.
"Hey, Luke. Can I ask you something?"
He frowned slightly but nodded anyway.
"Okay, what are your thoughts on Alexandra?" I enquired cautiously.
Surprise engulfed his face and he couldn't control the silly grin that appeared seconds later. "Alex, huh? I didn't think she was your type."
I rolled my eyes at him. "Not like that, asshole. I can't like her, I barely know her. And, that's not even why I'm asking."
