Why does he have to be good looking and my age??? Like seriously he is only one and a half months older than me. I find this really hard.
Anywhore...lol hopefully you will enjoy this short af chapter as I cry to myself
Chapter Four.
Just like when you see a rainbow through clouds after a rainy day, my heart and all the consequences that come with actions also disappear after time. I didn't see myself getting along with Eli so quickly.
I thought it was a feeling that would surpass as time went. But the more and more Eli and I ran with each other hand in hand I felt a spark like I haven't had.
The colors of my life didn't seem so dull and boring. It became lighter.
He made me become lighter.
The interlocking of our friendship compressed together as we hid underneath a bush. The countless laughs we gave one another last night was almost nonexistent to the time now.
Who would have known out of everyone in the school I would meet someone like him who has the same dark humor as I.
Who would think I would find someone like him to make me feel better about myself but just one night.
One night and I was hooked on Eli Stevenson...
"I told you before. We are going to be fine. It's like no one got seriously in trouble," Eli reconfronts me in the hallway after we pass each other.
"Yeah but Luke's parents and LeAnn got in trouble with her mother," I reassure him as I cling my books to my chest more, "I feel bad about it, okay?"
"You technically didn't ditch her since you both took an uber there in the first place," he follows me to my locker as I open it. With one touch of his hand to my back, I felt a sensation grow in my stomach. "And besides," he continues, "wasn't it fun? You getting out of your comfort zone? Partying?"
I close my locker after I put my things inside and then turn to him. I sigh but then shrug my shoulder, "yeah I guess but-"
"But nothing," He interuptts me, "don't forget today after school. In the audiotorium. Drama club wants to announce the welcoming of the new favorite queen."
He gives me one last smile and then I can't help but look as he goes about his way.
When I walk down the hall I pass Luke. I look back to see him with slump shoulders and his hair is all over the place as if he didn't even try to look presentable today.
I turn back around and go against my concience which tells me to not do anything stupid. I hestiantly walk to him and stutter out from behind him, "Lu-Luke? I am wondering how you are holding up? I heard about your aunt who gave you-"
He turns around and then I get a look of him even more. His pupils are dialted and around his eyes there are red puffs as if he has been crying, "yeah what's it to you anyway? Your boyfriend got us into in the first place. If it wasn't for him being-"
"Okay okay. Whoa," I pause him, "first he is not my boyfriend. Second of all he is your friend, why would you blame him for a reckless teenage party in the first place?"
Luke chuckles, "wow it is like you don't know yet," he gets me confused by this point. What the hell? "oh you don't know about Eli's past." he laughs more and looks away, "just be careful okay. I made friends with him because he was able to give me the good stuff. When he gets what he wants from you and you screw him over, he fucks up your life."
"Like how?" I ask him and then he turns around to walk again.
"Perhaps I said to much."
Unlikely. You said a little bit.
Towards there on after to third period I couldn't help but think what Luke meant by what he said. Screw me over? Good stuff?
Byt the time I catch on the bell rings.
I speed walk to the english room and I can already sense the feeling of Miss Kirby's english mood Friday. Posssibly the only day she is really cheery.
I know I am here early but I just know LeAnn is the first to get here every day. And my mind doesn't play tricks with me as I see her in her seat.
I sit down in front of her and then I breath out. Talking to my best friend hasn't been so hard to do. This morning she protested to not talk about it in the car so I don't think she wants to talk about it now.
I sit straight up in my chair and arch my back to a point that I can see behind me still. I do this for a couple of times before the last bell rings indicating that the period has started.
"Welcome to yet another Friday seniors!" Miss Kirby's voice hollers from the front of the room. Everyone cheers. Well not everyone. Not LeAnn and I.
I do the look one more time before LeAnn slaps me gently beside the head, "knock it off you weirdo."
I look back at her fully and give her a smile. She returns it but not as big, "I am sorry," I apolgieze, "I should have been there for you after. I should have gone back but when we saw the cops I hestitated. Yet he assured me you will be okay."
"I am okay," she says. Then she furrows one of her eybrows as she blinks, "but you said we?"
"Yeah Eli and I," I say almost to smoothly like it was suppose to come out of my lips easily. As if it wasn't planted yet rooted.
"Eli?" she looks at the cieling like she is thinking then puts her head back down to look at me in the eyes, "it isn't Eli Stevenson is it?"
I slump my shoulders.
"Damn it i should have known when I saw you guys arguing then kiss to get in the fucking drama club," she looks away cockily and then turns back to me with a sigh, "please just be careful."
"Why would I have to-"
"Ladies is there something you would like to share with us," Miss Kirby proclaims with the rest of the class looking at us now, "well is there anything going on that is so exciting that you don't want to hear about Romeo and Juliet and the history behind the play? "
We both shake our heads as we say at the same time, "no ma'am."
When science comes around I become thankful because finally it is the project assignments. I hope I don't get paired up with some stupid guy or worse a girl who is more of a freak than me.
"I don't think you are a freak," his voice pears from behind me.
"Oh hi to you too," I sarcastically say and roll my eyes.
"Hey you spoke out loud. Now I told you the truth," I turn to him and then I am about to say something until I notice something.
My eyebrows are furrowed, "wait why-"
"Why am I here?" he finishes, "I am here because surprise I am in Murphy's class."
"Yeah what a big surprise," I speak out again, "let's just hope I am not going to be your partner."
"Well why would not want that?" he asks me and then a huge grin is sprawled across his face.
"You know why."
"You can't escape me Madetlyn just remember that. I will always be wherever you are. It's like I am a magnet."
I cringe at him using my whole name. I shouldn't have told him my name was the full one yesterday. Even though I do admit-
What? Just because I will be the other lead role in a play I didn't know I was going to be less than twenty four hours ago?
Okay...
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