the way it was - eviline

two - perri

"Wanna go to Franz's Coffee and work on the song? There's one at the mall," Mira suggests.

"Sure, but I don't drink coffee."

"That's fine and sort of pointless. Bring your computer and we'll write some mean lyrics."

"Cool."

A few minutes later, we arrive at the shop and sit down at a fairly clean table. While Mira goes up to the barista and orders, I see a familiar figure in line.

"Cora?"

"Oh. Hey Perri."

"Where have you been? I haven't seen you around the campus."

She tucks her hair behind her ear and sighs. "I've been hanging out with my true friends instead of the phonie fakes you people are."

I slowly take a few steps back. "Oh, well,"

"Clam it Perri the Platypus. I'm aware of the games you and that selfish bastard play."

She was yelling at this point and other people began to stare.

"I can't stand the way you treat people like you treated me! To you I was just a peasant and when I was of no use, you left me in the dirt! I will-"

A taller blonde-haired girl put her hand on Cora's shoulder, which seemed to calm her rage.

"Babe, what's going on?"

"Nothing important. Let's blow this shitshow."

Both girls gave us dirty looks and walked hand in hand out of the café.

I turn to Mira with a confused and shocked look on my face.

"Umm, Mira?"

"What."

"Who was that with Cora?"

"Tara? Oh I thought you knew her. She won the contest three years ago because of Eviline's dumb pity."

"Oh, well, wouldn't that make her a threat?" I imply with a smirk.

"Are you thinking what I think you're thinking?"

"Oh, I am thinking what you think I think I'm thinking."

We burst into laughter and sit down, then laugh some more. She sips her coffee, while I stare intensely at my screen, writer's block creeping through my brain.

I then look up to see two beautiful brown eyes gazing into mine. We stay like that for a moment, before I divert my attention to the floor.

"I, um," I stutter, before sprinting out of Franz's.

Fuck.

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I mess up my dark, choppy hair and sigh to the mirror. 

God, I'm so ugly. She'll never like me. 

I take off my Panic! at the Disco t-shirt and toss it aside with my other crap lying on the floor in my room. Whatever.

I fall backwards into my bed and stare up at the dying glow in the dark stars that I've had since I was a small boy. Mom used to read Goodnight Moon to me at bedtime and run her fingers through my once curly dark brown hair. Now I lay alone.

No one knows I live here by myself except for my aunt. For the past four years, I've gotten my own supply money from her. I know it's dumb but she insisted that I'm old enough to do this on my own now. Of course we still keep in touch every week or so, but it gets lonely and scary after a while.

Suddenly, my phone buzzes in my jean pocket. 

Mira: Hey, what the hell happened?

I nervously type a response.

Perri: Yeah.. Sorry about that.

Mira: It's fine i guess, can you give me some warning before you run out of the coffee shop next time?

Perri: Yeah.

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A/N

happy august everyone!

sorry that the first part was short, I realized that I could write more per chapter and decided to do just that. if it takes a while for a new update, school is starting this month (ugh) so I have more on my plate to accomplish instead of sitting here with a soda at like midnight

thanks to my three friends who watched this that were also part of the Eviline cast (I see you ayee) and the director announced that there may be another showing?? fingers crossed! also this time I agreed to write instrumental backgrounds with her so it's not all a capella again haha.

thanks for reading so far! tell me what y'all think and share with friends if you like it :)