It had been a week since the boys, minus Xavier, apologised. And I've noticed a few things. Now not only is Lois giving dreamy looks but she is getting them back. From the one and only heartthrob. Damon.
It started when he stole her ice-cream, and she screamed at him. Then she realised what she was doing a freaked out. He's been hooked since.
Leaving my locker, I started walking towards my car. Opening my bag and looking for my keys, my both sides of my body became hostage by Joey and Suprisingly Xavier.
"I wanna set your friend up with Damon" Joey declared, cornering my body against my car. With Xavier next to him.
"Yes, and I want hips like Beyonce." I snorted humorously, looking anywhere other than the two boys in front of me.
Turing from them, I tried to get into my car, but an arm blocked my doors path to open. Turning back around, I saw it was Xavier blocking my only means to escape.
Leaning away from the boys arm slightly, trying not to be awkward, I allowed Joey to continue.
"If I asked Lois to hang out she'd say no. But if you asked her then she'd say yes."
"What if Damon breaks her heart?" I questioned the boy, who opened his mouth then closed it, looking defeated.
Looking away from the boy, I studied the other, who was staring into space. But after a few seconds of staring, his head snapped in my direction. Looking back to Joey, I spoke.
"If I help you." I muttered, he looked up hopeful, "I said if. Then it's on you if her heart gets broken"
He nodded violently before hugging me quickly before running away and throwing his fist in the air. Xavier released my door, and stepped away from the car.
I reached into my bag lightly and pulled my phone out. Dialling my Mamma's number.
"Hey mamma." I spoke as she answered the phone, my eyes still glued to Joeys'disappearing figure.
"Hey baby. You okay?"
"Yeah, just hanging out with some friends later, that okay?"
"A boyfriend??"
"haha, a boyfriend. funny. No, some friends."
"What's so funny about having a boyfriend?"
"Well Mamma, Someone has to like me for that. Hasn't happened in a while, I'm too anti-sicial for a boyfriend."
"Violet, your not-"
"Mamma, your a biased opinion. I will see you at home. Love you!"
Slipping my phone in my bag, I tilted my head back for it to hit something. Spinning my body around I was faced with a smirking Xavier.
Opening my mouth, he cut me off, handing me paper. "Be there for 5, and expect to spend some time there" before disappearing
Sucking in a deep, and uncalming breath, I saw a frantic Lois running towards me.
"Finally!" She exclaimed
"What was you doing? having a quickie in the janitors closet." I teased the girl, pulling open my car door
"First, nothing. Second gross. Third, Wanna hang tonight?" she girl questioned slipping into the passenger seat of the car.
"Was gonna ask the same. Ill pack you up at 4:45." I told the girl as we buckled the seatbelts
"Where we going?" She questioned, looking through the music channels before her eyes fluttered up to my face.
Looking down, I smirked at her "Surprise." before pulling out of the parking lot, almost hitting a motorcycle as I left.
After dropping Lois at home to 'freshen up', I arrived to an empty home. Both mom and Mamma in work, I escaped to my room.
Slipping my shoes off, I jumped into the shower, washing the smell off me from my Gym lesson 4th. Getting out of the shower, I changed into a pair of black jeans and a dark green long sleeved top before blow drying my hair and putting it into a pony tail.
Looking at the clock, I messaged Lois that I was leaving before leaving my house.
I arrived at Lois' house at 4:47. She slipped into the car, primped and ready for something fun. I chuckled lightly before throwing a jacket she requested to her.
"So, where we going?" She questioned
"Don't you worry, my Lois. You'll love it." I answered before leaving her house and in the direction of the secret location on the paper.
Pulling up at the house, I saw a pink bike with stabilizers carelessly thrown on the yard and toys sprinkled messily around the house.
Getting out the car, Lois followed confused. Knocking on the door, a woman. A beautiful woman answered.
"Hi. Can I help you?" She asked politely
The woman with dark brown eyes and brown hair hastily placed on top of her head tiredly. Slight bags under her eyes, but were forgotten with her full, white smile, that seemed almost fake but inviting.
"Hi, I'm Violet-"
"Boys your friends are here." She yelled towards the back of the house before letting us in.
Stepping in the house, a hand clamped down on my arm, with a vise grip.
"Boys?!" Lois hissed
"Surprise!" I smiled at the girl, looking back into the house.
Lois opened her mouth to shout at me but the look of terror plastered my face. Both looking down I found a child. No older than 3, no younger than 2.
"Hi" I smiled at the child attached to my ankle. Thankfully not finding a monster.
The kid shot his arms forward, telling me to pick him up. Looking at the mother, she nodded seeming interested at the child's actions.
The Toddler had familiar brown eyes, milk chocolate with a lightness, an innocence to him. He was dressed in a white shirt with a tie printed on the front and shorts with light blue socks on his feet. But what stood out was the brilliant blonde hair that sat on top his head. I'm assuming from the father than the mother.
Picking up the toddler and resting him on my hip, I watched for any movement that would indicate that it would burst out in a river of tears but found none. Instead, the boy curled into my side and played with my long pony which was rested on my shoulder.
I kept staring at the boy until stomping of elephants sounded and the three boys appeared at the top of what I assumed is a basement. A threatening smirk on each of their faces as Damon stepped forward muttering, "Wanna see our play room?"
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Hidden in Stone
JugendliteraturXavier Stone is the definition of his surname. The only people who experiences a different side to this mystery is his friends, but even at school his emotions are hidden well and be barely shows two expressions. One is uninterested and the other on...