UNDER WATER L.H

Stomach tired in knots

It turns out Luke has all the same classes as me, and we shared the same lunch break. He was a really nice person and I coud talk to him all day. We just came out of period three, History. Are brains were fried and nothing seemed to be working. We watched an hour black and white video on why world war two broke and the causes. The whole way through the lesson, I snuck quick glances and smiled at the way he ran his fingers through his hair. How his face looked so bored that a plant growing could entertain him.The thing that made my heart melt like butter though, was the way it felt when our eyes connected when we looked at each other. Even when I was looking away, I could feel his eyes burning into, sending shivers down my spine. He was doing something to me and I think I liked it.

Luke P.O.V

It was her. The girl from next door. I remembered the way she looked up at me the first time she saw me. She was beautiful, they way her wet hair dangled across her shoulders. Even wrapped in a towel, you could still describe her as gourgous.Sitting next to her in lessons, I just have the need to touch her, to be with her. To tell her she is beautiful and she deserves the world. I have been waiting to be with this girl  since I moved back to Australia when I was ten. 

You see I moved out here, to England, when I was five and thats when I met her. She was beatufiul even at  a young age. Thats how I also met Michael. I was so jeleous of him at first. He got to spend time with her and tresure her in a way that I couldent. We spent every hour of every day together, just the three of us. We wactched each other grow and move on. Than when we all were ten, my parents decided to move back to Australia, leaving me with a piece of my hert missing ever since. Now that I am old enough to make my own descions, I came back to look for her. The one girl that has carried my heart for the last twelve years, but she doesent rememeber me.

When I came back I moved back into the houe next to hers,the one I used to live in. Moved all my belongings back into my old room, which look the same .Just empty now. It was hard seeing her knowing that she was not going to remember anything about me. I would be lucky if she even had any faint memory of the other little boy who lived next to her. The Australian family.

You see the day before I left, Cleo got herself into an accident.  The pool that was recently built in her back garden, then, she fell in. It was dark and late, Me, Michael and Cleo were in the garden while our parents were drinking and having fun in the house. We were playing tag and as she was running, she tripped and fell in the pool hitting her head hard on the side. Blood was floating to the surface of the water and she was sinking lower.Neither me or Michael knew what happned until the porch light turned on and we saw her sinking lower and lower.

We ran inside yelling for the parents to help. Five minutes later she was out of the water and on her way to the hospital. She rememebers everybody else because they were around durning her recovery, but my family and I left before she woke up the follwoing week. My mum called every other day for any news. Cleo's mum said she had minor brain damage and that she wouldent be able to rememeber the accident or anybody who wasent around for her recoveroy. She said, 'if I was around she would have rememebred me.' My mum told me and I was destroyed the girl I was in love with from a young age didnt even know who I was and I was devestated. 

Now I'm back in England sitting at  a Lucnh table with the girl I still love after seven years of being apart. I could smell her perfume on her. It was the one I placed on her window sill this morining. She always loved the smell of the perfume, my mother wore the same one and she has always loved it, since my mother gave her one of her own bottle when Cleo was seven.

I watched in utter amazment and happiness as she smiled and laughed. The way she seemed to have no care. Like the world has been lifted of her shoulders.She seemed care free.Half way through lunch, a boy with coloured hair walked in and took is seat next to Cleo. Kissing her lightly on the cheek. Anger boiled up inside me until she spoke. It was like even when she didnt mean to, her voice could still soothe me.