Stepbrothers (Paused!!) (Editting!!!!)

Chapter 23

I though everything was gonna be okay. I thought that some how my mom would leave Mr. River's and that I could start seeing Angel or something. I guess my thoughts and dreams where way off. The bus ride felt lonely. I know it was just one person missing, but it still felt very lonely. I bet Luke is very upset with me because I'm the reason his brother got kicked out of his own house.

My heart almost stops when I see him in the halls walking towards his locker. I want to know how he is, what his thoughts on this are. I know I just saw him yesterday night, but I still feel distant somehow. "Angel.." I mumble approaching slowly as if I could scare him away. It felt like I had just mistaken Angel for someone else, he looks down at me with an expressionless face and walks past me. As I turn with mixed emotions I find myself standing in front of Katie. She gives me a weak smile and walks off. All of my thoughts are interupted by the bell to first period penetrating my ears. I take a few steps back before turning and walking away from the whole scene.

I want to leave this place, fast. I hate it here, all I wanna do is run away with Angel. He's the one who saved me, and I saved him too. Its like I can't live without him.

As I'm walking to my class I see him. Not Angel, some guys that I have never seen before, or at least I don't think I've seen him before. He walks with some confidence to make him look tough, but he doesn't have a built body for fighting. The purple and black striped long sleeve shirt he's wearing is tight enough for me to notice how thin he is, maybe even thinner than me. Angel isn't very built, but I know he can fight. The guy moves his dark bangs off his face as he walks right past me. I notice his eyebrow piercing once he was near me. His appearance totally made me look back twice. Black eyeliner and black polished nails, who is this guy?

His appearance makes me feel like an outsider now. Out of place. I haven't even noticed the clothes I've been wearing, the colors compared to his style of clothes. I guess I've been so distracted with Angel that I didn't even notice the clothes I've been picking out daily. Today I'm wearing some mustang T-shirt thats two sizes too big on me and black sport shorts even though I don't play any sports I still
Soon my Math period starts. Angel is pretty colorful today with a green sweater and baggy torn jeans.

I sit on my desk feeling tense as Angel sits behind me. I look back at him and smile, he looks up at me and then back down at his paper in front of him. I turn back feeling hurt and empty, but I'm soon distracted by the person who enters the door in comotion.

Its that boy from earlier on the halls, his bangs slowly slide onto his face to hide himself from the classes' eyes. The teacher let's him take a seat a few seats away from me. Ange clears his throat behind me. I scoot closer to my desk in the silence of the class. The teacher doesn't know what to say next so she just goes right to the material. I stare at the mysterious new guy on the opposite side of where I'm sitting at. He took notice of my creepy stalking stares and makes eye contact with me. His eyes didn't burn into your skull like Angel's did. His eyes where soft and light. He smiles shaking his head amused by my actions. I look down and smile.

The sensation of Angel staring bothers me, I want to shake off that feeling, but I'm unsuccessfully. What is Angel's opinion on this? I bet he doesn't even care. I scoot back and face to Angel who quickly glances at me and drops his attention to his hands. I take a piece of paper from my bag and write down on it. I hold it up with a shaky hand and show Angel. Talk. He looks down and shakes his head completely ignoring me now.

I turn back to my seat feeling the burning sensation of hurt feelings. I turn my attention back to the new guy and give him a smile, he smiles back and blinks away. After class ended, he approached me shyly. The confidence that kept him up straight was gone leaving the poor shy shell. "Eli."

"Huh?" I question clueless. "my name is Eli." He says putting his hands inside his pockets. "oh right. Colleen." I give a weak smile. Angel quickly passes by us nearly shoving me away.

"Hey. Sorry to bother you, but I didn't understand the lesson. So do you mind studying with me?" I hesitate to answer at first. I want to go meet up with Angel somewhere, but does he even want anything to do with me?

"Sure. 4 O'Clock my place Alright?" He nods his head moving the bangs off of his face, "If I could have your address I'd be helpful." "Here's my phone number, I'll send you the address by text"

"cool, see you later then." He takes the sticky note from my hand, brushing his fingers with mine and spins around walking away from me. I notice my heart is racing, it usually only does that when it has something to do with Angel.

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"Colleen, this boy named Eli is here." My mom calls out. I rush out of my room to meet up completely ignoring my mom who I've been ignoring all day. "Hi." I say nervously. He nods. My mom glances at us both. "Door open young lady." I roll my eyes at her and try to distract the feeling of my cheeks burn bright. I stand stiffly before walking back into my room guiding Eli.

We both sit on the floor across from each other and take out our books. "So.. Where are you from?" I ask making friendly conversation "New York." He answers flipping the pages of the math book. "Cool! Is it nice over there?" He nods simply. I clear my throat and look down at my book. I just realized I'm not good at math. "So what do you need h-help on?" I put my hair behind my ear nervously.

"Well basically everything." He chuckles softly. "Well, I'm actually very bad at math and I didn't really understand it either."

"I figured." I look up at him puzzled. "I'm sorry." I mutter. "Don't worry about it. I'm actually a math genius." I look up at him shocked. He laughs nervously and scratches his neck. "I saw you looked puzzled in class so my plan was to get invited to your place and help you." He avoids eye contact as we speak. "Well couldn't you ask me to go to your place?"

"I could of." He says looking up at me,

"But my parents are never home and my dad is a drunky. Besides... I couldn't help, but notice how cute you are."

I blush feeling my heart accelerating inside my chest. I don't know what to answer either, I don't feel anything for him. Yet.