Elena,Elena

Chapter 4 Well, he has two personalities

Daniel up above muchachos ;)

You know that moment when you wish you had a remote for your own life. The moment when you wish for everything to pause so you can just breathe.

But there's no remote, there is nothing there that let's you have a second spent to let everything sink in.

I'm in a place where I feel absolutely stupid.

Why? The universe just feels like having a good laugh at my life.

Daniel is the mystery caller. He is such a sweet boy with adorable dimples and caring eyes. He is an asshole.

I guess the basics of learning always stays with us "never judge a book by it's cover"

I judged Daniel way too early. He did not deserve my nice sentiments. He deserve something much uglier, something much like his personality.

Daniel cuts the call off and a look of confusion flashed across his eyes. He soon covers it with a smile that even I could tell means nothing.

" Sorry, this ole' thing tends to freak out a little. You know what I mean?" He related

I was not known to relate to any situation. But this one is obvious.
His phone just needed a new software update. It would randomly call people in the network , usually LAN and keeps the numbers. This eventually causes an overdrive problem but if I continue, you'd be bored.

'But his phone doesn't give him an excuse to treat other people like crap.'  My brain bugs in.

She was correct. Daniel might be sweet to me now but he is still the asshole who's shrouding behind his cellphone. Even though I really wanted him to have the better part of this situation and let go, it still wouldn't tell him anything.

I looked at him or just stare at him. He might be revealed from the other side of the phone but he is still a mystery.

A mystery? Well, he has two personalities. But I won't go any deeper.

"Sweetcheeks!" He snaps his finger infront of me a few times.

You know, it looks like he doesn't know anything. Should I tell him or not. I should.

"Yeah" I drawl, not sure of what to say.

"You looked lost! Were you night dreaming about me?" He smirks.

"In your dreams" I retorted.

"Ahah! She speaks a full sentence" He looks at me like I'm a puzzle with scattered pieces.

I decide on playing on. I won't tell him. I'll find out what he's hiding then I'll break the ice.

"Ugh. I'm still hungry"

"Wait" he pulls out a packet of jelly tots from his pocket and hands them to me.

" I'm obsessed with them, have some " he says.

I'm scared. Should I take them, no I shouldn't. Instantly my stupid tummy had to be scraven, and grumbles at the site of food.

He looks up at me with a smile tugging at the side of his lips
"I really think you should take them, unless you plan on starving."

I give in and grab the packet, tear it open and take out a green gummy, popping it in my mouth.

"These taste good" I muffle from a full mouth.

I look up at him and see him staring at me."What?" I ask

"Nothing" and he snaps out of his stance.

"Were you night dreaming about me?" I quote him. It was my turn to laugh.

"Sure" he smiles.

And for a second I feel free. Free to say whatever I want and be as witty as Simon Cowell. I love Simon Cowell. Seriously, I don't see why people think he's so mean, he's just blunt.

We walk out the kitchen and straight into the living room. We squeeze past a few people grinding on one another to the pulsing beat of the music.

We turn to each other,eye to eye, and start laughing. I think I'm hyperactive. We sit on a stool and talk about the weird yet random things that people ask.

And I always wonder why people care so much about other people's lives. They ask about age, dreams , parents or home, why or how we're where we are and sometimes, our relationship status. Maybe curiosity is the inspiration for every human thinking. The spur in the moment thing.

"So who are you here with?"

"Kathy, over there on the dance floor" I point towards Kathy who looks drunk. She's moving vibrantly to the Justin Bieber 'let me love you' song

"She looks crazy"

"Hey, that's my best friend you douche" I say to him

"Ok,Ok , I'm sorry. She don't look that crazy"

"Fine, who did you come with?" I ask

"My friends, but they all ditched me"

"I can see why, douche bag" I say

To be honest, he seemed nice and friendly to be around. There is just this aura that clicks with my personality.

But I still don't fancy him well.

We spoke for what felt like a short time, too short to be counted.

Kathy walks up to me drunk and beat. She waves at Daniel then barfs.

She is a handful I tell you. I turn towards Daniel to tell him my goodbyes.

"I better go, she needs to rest and get sober" I tell Daniel

"No I don't, I feel on top of the worlss" Kathy slurs in a high pitch tone.

"That is why we need to get you down to Earth again" I tell Kathy, smiling at my awesome line.

"Itz goin down fo' real" Kathy starts singing with her hands flying up then down.

"Okay I better go now" I tell Daniel lastly. I hug Kathy's arm and lead her to the exit when Daniel runs up to me. "Umm... like can I call you?" He asks

I contemplated my options and it narrowed down to me saying that it wouldn't do me any harm.

"Sure" I smile and walk out with Kathy.

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I know it's short but it makes me feel warm for some reason. Do you feel it (Ok that was weird and I need to get me to the nearest mental hospital ) Just kidding.

Love always A.M