|| Capella ||
My eyes flutter open once again and I see that I am now in Casper's bed. So much has changed since I've last been in his room. There is now a set of weights in the corner, and he's gotten rid of all his toy figurines and replaced them with some lotion and a box of tissues. I wonder why they're there. He must have really dry skin.
Suddenly, the door opens and Casper walks into the room in a sexy smxey towel. It's draped low around his waist, tied so loosely that it's in danger of falling. He must've taken another shower. My eyes skim over his dripping body, and focus on his defined abs. I keep looking and see the droplets of water clinging to his muscular chest.
He walks towards the bed and leans his toned arm against the headboard. It flexes. Wow. So flexy. Casper looks down and notices me staring. I pretend to fall asleep again.
"Ella, are you awake?" he asks in a worried tone.
I make my eyes flutter. "Hm? Oh yes, I just woke up." I say.
"Are you okay?"
I hastily sit up. "Yeah, um, I had a... uh... a really bad salad earlier. I'm fine."
He sits down next to me, and his towel ever so slightly slips from his waist. He doesn't notice, and I stare for just a bit too long.
I clear my throat. "So, uh, did you really mean what you said earlier?" I ask him.
He chuckles awkwardly. "Ella, I've always felt that way about you. You've just never noticed."
"Why didn't you tell me sooner?"
"I didn't think I was worthy of your attention. Look at you! You're beautiful! You've got fuschia eyes!"
I sigh. "They're razzmatazz now."
He shakes his head. "That's not the point. Look, I am and always will be a sad boy pining for his best friend, and you- you're meant for amazing things Ella. I don't know how I know it, but I do. I'm sorry that I didn't tell you sooner."
My hand flies to my mouth as I gasp, but it catches on Casper's towel. I accidentally pull it up, and he falls on me! What a klutz!
"Ella! I'm so sorry! I'm such a klutz!" he breathes, inches from my face. I smile and stare into his eyes. He lowers his face until our lips touch. His tongue gently assaults mine, and sparks fly.
Suddenly, my phone buzzes! We break away and I glance at the screen. It's a text.
Unknown number
I need to tell you something, but you've got to trust me.
J
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RomanceCapella Eden is not like other girls. She is a nerdy, clumsy sixteen-year-old book-lover in a dystopian, post-war world. She is about to enter her senior year of high school with her best and only friend, Casper Tan, when she catches the eye of the...
