Star-Crossed

CHAPTER TWELVE.

SKY

In New York, October was that dreaded month where the cold took over and fall stepped in summer's shoes. Girls stopped shaving their legs because they would put away their shorts and short dresses, and the leaves changed in colour. I really loved autumn, mostly because of the leaves and the quietness.

Here in Santa Barbara though, the sun was still scorching hot. Looking out the window, the sun was shining bright, and it looked hot outside by how that woman running down the street was sweating.

I was sort of afraid about what the school was going to say about me in regards to Friday night, since the whole school was practically there. It had kept me up all night throughout the weekend. Elena had sent me kind words, asking if I was okay, which made me feel happy. Alexander although, did not text me at all. It was stupid of me to yearn for his texts, but I did.

I decided on wearing a black skater skirt with a black and white horizontally stripped crop top. I put on some simple black ballet flats. Not wanting to do anything with my hair, I combed it out and styled it in a bun.

I skipped breakfast and walked straight to school.

At school, people did give me unwanted attention but it surprised me when their comments weren't negative.

"Hey, Sky. You okay?"

"I heard what happened at the party, Eric is such a dick."

"Are you and Alex together?"

All the inquires I nodded to, but the last question, I chocked up a little on my water. Alex and I dating? That had to be the most comical thing I had heard in my life. The girl who asked me the question looked at me weirdly and walked away, as I tried my hardest to regain myself from laughing.

A light tap on my shoulder stopped my laughter short.

My smile immediately faded when I realized that it was Eric touching me, and turned back around to my locker, taking out my books for my next class.

"Can I talk to you, Sky?" He begged, and I thought of his face that I could no longer see. His right eye was black, he had a busted lip and bruises all over his skin.

"I'm really sorry for what happened. I-I was just drunk. I know that's not an excuse but I really am sorry."

Analyzing his words, I rolled my eyes in my own head. Sorry for what happened? You mean for what you did?

I looked around and noticed the entire hallway staring at us. They were silently watching the both of us, waiting to see me react. I looked away from them, closing my eyes shut and wishing I was elsewhere.

Alexander appeared from the crowd and rushed to my side, and I struggled to breathe.

This was all too much and I want it all to end. I hated attention, I hated it so much.

"Are you okay?" Alexander asked dipping his face down to reach mine and looking deeply into my eyes.

I hadn't heard from him all weekend, and seeing him in that moment, I felt at ease. I felt happy to see him, and that he came to my rescue once again.

At that moment, I couldn't speak because I was so caught up with all of the eyes staring at us.

He moved so he was standing in front of me, glaring at Eric. "Stay away from her."

"Come on, bro. Let's just let it go." Eric offered, holding his hand out for Alexander to shake.

Eric was of the most popular guys in school, always being rude to everyone for status. It was satisfying to see him this way, so helpless and holding on for dear life.