Colors of Paris ◇ Elijah Stevenson

Chapter Ten.

^^Angel by Theory of a Dead Man reminds me of Elijah! Give it a listen as you read!

Chapter Ten

"Elijah?!"

Her yells reverberate off the walls in Luke's car. I look into the front. Luke looks at LeAnn from the road for a second then sterns slightly.

"Elijah Stevenson as the guy I said you shouldn't go around?"

I nod in the back with my hand on my forehead.

"As the guy I said to not trust?" Her voice starts to shake, "I told you he would do something like this to you. He isn't a good influence."

I do a long sigh and look out of the window. I wish I was a bird. Don't care about where my wings take me. Don't care what others think of me or of my flock.

"Jesus, babe. Give him a chance, " Luke protests.

I put my glance to him and he takes his hand away from hers as he continues, "just because you had a bad experience with him doesn't give you the right to say that. He is chill. He is my brother."

"So he really isn't that bad?" I ask him.

"No. He's worse. He just has already said you are riding with him now. Now there is no way to turn back."

No way? He can't claim me as his and then be done with me if things go wrong. He can't and shouldn't do that. Or could he? He already has done some twisted stuff..more wouldn't surprise me to be honest.

I sigh harder as we pull up to the school. I get out when Luke parks the car. I grab my bag from my car which I left then we walk into the school.

I can tell LeAnn will leave the topic open for discussion later. I rather not talk about it more.

Here is the thing at highschool if you don't know yourself already. You have those cliches but at the same time...it takes one class period for everyone to know your business if it is any juicy at all.

In every high school there is a Sarah.

Oh everyone could love her. Or hate her. Be her. Be with her. No matter what the case is; this Sarah can spread news faster than a wild fire spreads through out an open field.

She isn't popular. Nor is she a loser. She is stuck in the middle somehow that if she goes at every lunch table no one would look at her oddly.

She fits in every crowd. The nerds. The braniacs because they are both different species. The jocks and cheerleaders.

Then there is us too. We don't fit in any spectrum. Luke does and since LeAnn is with Luke now. LeAnn and I are in the drama club.

Which Sarah is somehow in as well.

She sits down at the table while we eat our breakfast, "did you guys hear about what happened to Eli?"

You know most of the gossip she says i let in one ear then out the other though this time she has my attention.

"No," I hover over to her, "what's going on?"

"Well you haven't heard from me but he got busted," she purses her lips and then gets up go leave.

I don't anything back. I don't know what to say. What do say after that?

I look over at LeAnn and she shakes her head. She knows what I am thinking but I don't know if I should or not. Would it be crossing the line to go there?

Deep down I don't care. Let me fly who want with. The flock I want to. Kiss who I want to.

I get up as well and make my way to the end of the cafeteria. LeAnn is close behind.

"Maddi what are you doing?"

"You know what I am doing," I get my phone out and call my mother. She picks it up and I start to explain the situation with Elijah.

My mother goes in hysterics thinking I was the one who got him into the trouble but I tell her it was someone from school. She thanks God no one got hurt and tells me she will be at the school soon.

I wait outside of the school near the flagpole. I don't want anyone thinking I am stupid enough to do this. But here I am doing it anyway. By mid lunch everyone will know my mother bailed Elijah out and I know Sarah will be the one to spread it around.

When she pulls up at the curb I don't hesitate to get inside and buckles up. She doesn't ask question s at first but when she and me why I am helping him for I explain to her in simple words.

"I like him."

It is short indeed though she finds it long enough as she says nothing back. She doesn't ask what he did which is good because I don't know what he did either. He probably won't tell me what he did anyway. It best to not ask anymore.

We drive up to the station in the matter of minutes and she gets out with me.

My mother goes in first and takes the lead. She explains what we are there for. And luckily at this time Elijah to already eighteen. He gets up to the counter and his eyebrows are furrows. His mouth is in confusion and he pulls me aside.

"What are you doing here with your mother?" He whispers and then pauses, "I didn't want to make this impression."

"Oh relax she didn't even ask about what happened. I just said you did it at school. I am surprised they left you off easlly, " I turn  to him, "now will you tell me what you did to get yourself here?"

He shakes his head, "let's put it this way. That family business was risky. I over thought something."

"You over thought what?" My mother asks him as she walks up in the last second.

His eyebrows raise but falls. His grin shows up again, "I over thought about what he said to me ma'am. The person who was downgrading your daughter."

Wow. He is to good.

I shake my head and fold my arms as I walk out first. We offer a ride to his car but he says it is alright.

"Mom. I need to go with him. I think he might not be alright. He has bruises on his face...and since he was defending my honor I would like to thank him."

Elijah pops up, "no that won't be necessary."

I furrow my eyebrows at him and he gives me a look that makes me fear not him but of what he had to do. What he probably has done. How often has he done this? Was this his first time being in here?

"No it's not far really. You are welcome but trust me," his glance fades to my mother, "I will be alright."

I kiss his cheek and he sighs. I get in the car and as we drive off I look back at him.

When he sees my mother looking in the rearview mirror he waves with a smile.

What are you hiding from me that is family business? It had gotten you into trouble but what made it...