Elia (EDITING)

Chapter 6

Nathaniel.

After the boy leaves the class literary running I feel a bit bad. I smile to myself, he is the only one to notice that I wear lenses, that is kind of cute. But anyways, he is gay, and the only person to be in the position to notice that. I look back at his words trying to make out the words, it will be weird if I bring the book to my face. Worse if I wear my glasses, everyone will call me a nerd. This is the only reason why I hate high school. Who am I kidding, I hate everything about high school.

The door opens and I watch him walk in, I look away back to my mission. He sits and I feel his eyes on me, I roll my eyes.

"You did my assignment?" I ask looking back at him to see him watching me. His face turns red.

"Uh, yeah, yeah, I did, it is right here" he pulls my assignment book and hands it to me. I open it to see my work well done, at least that is what I think.

"Why are you not wearing your lenses, you seem to be struggling to read"

"I misplaced them last night" I simply say hoping he will see that I don't want to talk about it.

"Is your room such a mess?" he asks. I don't answer him. Of course, I did not misplace them, I ran out of the gel and I don't want to waste money buying some, I have to learn to wear my glasses. I really do not know what will be next for my mom and I.

"Don't you have glasses? Why don't you were those?"

"Will you shut up, remember I don't like fags!" I remind him. 

"Okay, Jeez, no need to be a bitch about it."
I roll my eyes.

"After school we're going to go work on the project then you'll help me with History" I say, afraid he will reject, of course, I told him I was forcing him it to, rather demanding but of course, if he says no he will mean a no.

"Yeah cool, where?" he asks. The idea of him coming to my house when my mom is around doesn't sounds right to me.
"Your place?"
His eyes widens then he clears his throat. "Sure"

After school, I find myself following Elia's BMW, cool car to his place. I bet they are rich and sure enough when he pulls off a nice fancy driveway I realize my thoughts have not been opposed. I stop my car and take my keys, surprisingly I can walk from here to my house considering the fact that my house is in the next road, not literally but something like that. I walk out to admire every piece of his house. His parents must have put a lot of money in his house.

Elia pushes the door open and motions me to enter. I step inside and look around, one expensive house. There are art pierces on the walls, some that even if someone tells me Monet personally painted them I will accept, it is also neat, no glimpse of dust.

"Um" Elia scratches the back of his neck, visibly uncomfortable. "Go upstairs, there is a door with stop sign, that's my room, enter and wait for me." he quietly says. I raise an eyebrow but quickly dismiss it.

"Okay"

The halls have pictures, I don't mind to check them out but one catches my eyes. I stop with one foot on a higher step. It is of Elia with a lady, I assume to be his mom because of the clear likeness of the two, there were both giving off toothy smiles. Elia really looked girly cute rather beautiful in the picture. I snicker walking to where he instructed me to.

As I enter the door with a stop sign on it, my eyes open wide. His room looks like any ordinary teen's room. Only that his resembles quite a lot about mine. There are a thousands of pictures on the walls, there are batman posters, superman, thor and many comics. Not to forget the emo band posters on his walls, I wouldn't call him emo really. He sometimes wears bright color. I step in to see the neatly done bed, the neat books on the table, his room seems so mysterious, resembling also his personality.