Am as confused as ever. First his mean to me then nice then mean again. I don't understand him at all and his making my emotions run around. Am starting to think he is bipolar or probably has multiple personality disorder. Why was he mean again? Did he regret being nice to me or maybe he just didn't wanna talk about him. Am glad I didnt give off much information cause maybe he would have started making fun of me like he did about me missing my mom.
I remember that hug, gosh! I felt secure and I don't know what else I felt but it felt good.
I look at my watch and notice am late for school again but then I remember there's no one waiting for me since now Abby is tired of me. I don't really know what has changed about her. Is it her new 'boyfriend'? I know many would ask, why isn't she happy for her friend? Well I am happy but am worried about her. If she wasn't manipulated we would have had girls night to talk about her boyfriend and laugh at my loneliness. Something is not adding up but I feel like all this is my fault.I sit in my car waiting for at least five minutes before my First Class begins so that I don't have to stand alone in the hallway.
Later after class has started the door opens revealing a very pretty but petite girl who seems nervous and shy. She makes her way to the teacher and is later introduced as Lizzy Thompson. Sadly she sits next to me and I don't have it in me to make small talk.
After class ends I usually go out early to meet Abby but today I decided to stay behind so that I don't have to be too close to sweaty teenagers who are trying to fit through the door at once."Hey! My name is Lizzy can we be friends?"
Damn this girl is straight forward. If I was a bitch like before I would have probably answered with the question along the line of 'who told you I want new friends or did I ask for your name' but instead I return the smile.
"my name is Crystal and I don't mind being friends."
I don't think it will be that bad. Maybe I need a new figure in my life.
"so can I see your schedule and see what classes we have together"
She pulls it out and I begin to compare.
"wow we have English, math and biology together"
I think she is an angel, I squealed internally. With a new friend I get to sit with her in biology meaning Eric has got to move and I get to sit with her in math class instead of Abby.This week was very awkward. People noticed my fallen friendship with Abby. I tried approaching her so we could talk but she just brushed my attempt off. Am beginning to think it's a lot more than my mopping around. Lizzy and I are building our friendship, I can say she's a great girl but I don't want to get to close so that later I can be shattered. I haven't met with Eric because he said this week he would be busy. I realized that I can't allow my life to continue going down the drain. I need to stand up and start fighting with my every strength but not be a bitch like before. I learned that just because am not mean anymore doesn't mean I have become weak.
ERIC'S POV
It's been one week since I gave the excuse of been busy when in reality am just afraid. I don't know where these feelings came from, I feel the need to protect her and other things that I can't explain. She's a broken girl and so am I maybe she's even in a better situation than I am. I don't want to shatter her even more when am very sure I must have added to her pain, now am feeling guilty.
Justin and I have been a little distance lately but I wanna keep it that way, that kid was starting to get on my nerves. Anyways I better get to that tutoring session I can't run away this time."So after that you multiply the sum and divide it by the product of the quotient" I concluded my lesson. She didn't sit next to me but right next to me and her shampoo smelt so good like peaches. Often my hand would brush against hers and I could feel the electricity, I wonder if she felt it too. Gosh, what was happening to me.
"do you want to go the park" she asks.
Today she looks very alive and I notice the life in the crystal ocean blue eyes. God she is beautiful.
"uum sure"it couldn't be that bad but boy was I wrong.After ten minutes we arrive at the park and take our usual sits on the swings. Why am I calling it our 'usual'. This is bad but I can't stop myself yet I need to know her better.
"So let's play 21 questions" she asks with a sheepish grin.
"sure. I'll be sure to go easy on you" I reply cockily.
I think this is her way of getting to know me but how can I say no when she's been cute and brave.
"where were you from before you came here and how old are you" she asks.
"that's two questions"
"well I was smart enough to make it one" we both chuckled.
"Am from New York but some tragedy happened so I had to come down here and am 18. Now my turn, you are very wealthy but you decided to live in a town like this....."I trailed off because I had no simple question since I knew almost all the basic stuff from her facebook but am planning on finding out why she is broken tonight , hopefully I will.
"my parents like to keep a low profile is a summary of the whole story but I used to be from New York sometime back."
New York is big but maybe this is why she looked familiar. I don't miss the sadness that comes up in her eyes maybe she's sad that she left New York. Fuck this game I'll keep asking.I move closer.
"why are you sad?, why do you look broken?, why do you seem
Like this is not you but like there is the real you deep within? I know don't have the right to have answers to those questions but I really want to know." I say in a pleading tone that even I could not recognize. I wanted to know so badly even though I knew she would want to play fair by asking about me which I didn't have the heart to say aloud. Heart to hearts are so not my thing.
"Eric, my life is like a rollercoaster. Nothing is fun about it. Am really glad that I can open up to you since I no one except my therapist" she chuckled sadly at the end. I have noticed that with Crystal she easily opens up and she has no walls or puts up a mask like me.. That's the only difference between us.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Thank you for reading
Am so proud of myself. I wrote two chapters in one day because I was motivated by the support..
The rest of the conversation continues between crystal and Eric continues in the next chapter I'll update. Comment your suggestions
What should it involve.
Please vote
YOU ARE READING
Swept off my feet
Teen FictionCrystal is in grief over her long time boyfriend who recently died. She does her day to day routines in blur until a new boy,Eric, comes along but little do they both know that they are broken because of the same person