Just Another Emo Love Story

Chapter one- Crystal Blue

   Chapter One- Crystal Blue

Elanas POV

I really wished i noticed things more often. Because if I did i would've noticed him sooner. I would've noticed how beautiful he is.

Some jock yells out "eyeliner is for girls fag" to a guy in the hall way they pushed down and now are walking away. They must have pushed him really hard because he stood up when holding his arm like something hurt. But when he stood i also got a better look at him. He wore a MCR t-shirt with skinny black jeans and all black converse. He looked like he was 6'1 or 6'2. When he stood up his typical black emo haircut fell out onhis face.he was thin but not too thin.

The other jock said "awe whats wrong emo freak, did we hit one of your little cuts?" Then they knocked the poor guy down again but this time letting his binder and his paper flee. His notebooks and paper were scattered everywhere.

"freaking loser"

I didn't realize i was walking towards him until i knelled down and helped him pick up his things. He looked up from his things to see who was helping him to meet my eyes and HOLY SHIT. Crystal blue behind his dark black eyeliner and his dark black hair. You know how you can get lost in someones eyes for a second. Yeah that's how i felt now. He was perfectly gorgeous.

"They're just stupid jerks, Believe me i would know". "Umm, .... Here are your papers." I say as i hand him back his things. He grabbed them from me and was putting them back in his binder which had band stickers all over it. Like PTV, MCR,Bring Me the horizon. You name the band he has it. Even 80's rock. Damn so far im liking this guy. Wait what.

He said "you didn't have to help me but thanks?" He asked for my name.

"Elana. Elana Davis." I replied as i shook his hand. A small smile appeared on his face as he shook back.

  Justin. Justin Smith. He took his binder and placed it into his messenger bag which had pins on it. band pins the same bands as the stickers on his binder. Nice.

  "Thanks again" and with that he walked away.

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 I was walking home and i suddenly heard a familiar high pitched voice that belonged to one of the people that bully me, Avery Jonas. 

She was yelling my name and i was getting really irritated. "DAVIS, I HAVE SOMETHING FOR YOU, YOUR GONNA NEED IT." Man i hate that bitch. I stopped walking and paused my Pierce the veil music to see what she wanted. 

"What do you want Avery?" I asked upset. She held out a box as if like it were a gift wrapped in black wrapping paper with a teal bow. I gave her an uneasy look. But she encouraged me to open it. So i did. When i seen what it was my eyes swelled up with tears but i wasn't going to let her know that she was getting to me i put the tears back and swallowed the lump in my throat. It was 6 sharp thing blades neatly placed in the box and then i noticed a paper underneath the blades and read it...

        "Hey girly,

            I thought of you when i seen these laying on my dresser. I just want you to use them and die. No one wants you here. You don't belong here. Go ahead and slit your wrists just like everyone wants you to. Whore. Your just another fat emo freak. everybody hates you. You have no friends . You have no one that loves you. Again slit your wrists you worthless, unloved, pathetic, stupid, emo bitch!"

                                                 XOXO, avery 

 My tears threatened to escape but never did. How could someone be so mean? so cruel? So heartless?Avery wasn't standing by me anymore when i looked up so i just started my music again and just started walking home.

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  When i got home i was greeted by my mother. She's not like other moms. My mom is okay shes not a drug addict/drinking problem. She loves me. She doesn't hit me/abuse me mentally or physically. As usual she asks me how my day was and i told her i was fine 

Falling apart 

Insecure

Not good enough

Empty 

Of course she thinks fine means okay.

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Sorry thats the end of chapter one i hoped you guys enjoy. :D