Red String

Chapter 1

~Violet~
I put my hair into a bun as I texted Barry back.

B: Get up

V: No

B: Just open your door

I clicked my phone off as I slid it into the back pocket of my jeans. I raced down my wooden staircase, jumping off the bottom three steps. I always did that. Only tripped about 30 times. I opened my door as I was introduced by Barry's blue eyes.

"Hey Barry!" I exclaimed while hugging him. He embraced me tightly.

"Ready to go?"

"Yeah. Just give me a sec." I said while zipping away upstairs and heading into my room as I grabbed my backpack that was white with small black kittens on it. I ran back downstairs tripping on the top step while tumbling and practically landing on top of Barry.

"And that's what you call a trust fall!" Barry winced. I quickly got up while pushing myself off of him. I brushed myself off and acted like nothing happened.

"Come on dummy let's go," I rushed him while pulling the front of his shirt. We walked to school everyday since it was about 2 blocks from my house. It was currently about 6:30 in the morning.

"It's too early to be alive," Barry whined. I slapped him lightly as to wake him up, but I felt tired too. The only time I woke up early in the summer was to get up to go to soccer intermurals, which those were torture. I always loved soccer, but was never a big fan of running miles constantly.

"We really need to get you a girlfriend Barry. I think your last one was in second grade. You've never even had your first kiss!"

"I guess..."

"Well, do you like anyone?"

"Yeah. This one person. For a very long time, but I don't think she likes me back."

"Barry. You have to live in the moment. It's senior year. Now or never. So who is it?

"I am NOT telling you."

"Why not? Aren't I your best friend?" I said while standing in front of him and crossing my arms, refusing to let him pass. He licked his lips and looked down nervously. At that moment, the bell rang, which meant we had 5 minutes to get to class.

"Shit!" He said while rushing away. That was odd. First, we had homeroom. Barry and I always had homeroom together. My last name was Reedus and his was Reeder. He walked in first and sat at a table that was full once he sat down. That meant I had to sit across the room. I wonder why he was avoiding me, and why he was avoiding my question for that fact. He was always an open book. I observed the homeroom as I saw a bunch of maps, as well as posters of presidents. This must be a history class. One that I never had.

The teacher read through the names list as they came up to get their schedules for the year. Once Barry got his schedule he finally decided to sit down next to me. I got mine right after. We compared and once again, every single class together. I swear we were attached at the hip, weather we liked it or not.

"So what the hell happened Barry? Why were you sitting over there?"

"I just didn't feel like explaining who I liked to you. It's a bit personal."

"Barry, I sleep in your bed with you. I have taken a bath with you. I've seen you naked. Yes, we were kids, but I still have." He chuckled quietly.

"Maybe someday I'll tell you."

"Somedayyyy,,this could be this could be ordinary" We both cracked up. We always watched the newest Disney movies together because they were so cute. (If you don't get this you don't belong here)