Lyndsey Brooks
When Constance said that she loved my laugh, it turned my world upside down. She made me see everything in a different light. It's almost like she kickstarted my heart. I like her, that's for sure. At least, I think I do... I barely even know her, but maybe this is the effect she has on people. Like I said before, I barely know her. I hide my scars each day by wearing long sleeves, and I'm starting to get warm. We're sitting in the sun, the sun hitting my face, but hitting her face in all the right places, making her look like an only painting or a photograph could ever see her as. When she smiles and blushes, she glows. She's so beautiful it scares me sometimes.
"Your smile... It lights up my day. It's like the sun on a cloudy day," I murmur, mostly to myself, but she must've heard me because she blushed a bright pink.
"Your blush is the color of pink roses in the perfect sunlight," Constance murmurs back, causing me to blush more.
"I'm not lying," I whisper to Constance.
"I'm not either," she whispers back, taking hold of my hand, gently holding it between hers. That causes me to look into her eyes, seeing she has a serious expression. I blush more. I giggle nervously, looking away from her. I don't want to stare, so I looked away. I know it's stupid, but I don't want her to think I'm weird.
Constance Knox
When I grabbed her hand, several people stared at us, but I was staring at her, so I hardly noticed them. I wasn't lying about anything I said to her. When Lyndsey looked away, I let her hand go, fearing I went too far. I was so scared of losing her that I had no idea of what to do, so I dropped her hand and also looked away, folding my hands in my lap. The warmth of her hand lingered for a few moments, causing me to smile softly. I like her, I know that for damn sure. But what was on my mind right now is Uleki Torres, my Mexican boyfriend from the southside of town. I want to check my phone and see if he's responded to my texts, but I haven't heard or felt it vibrate yet. I sigh, looking at the park across the street. A female couple is walking on the sidewalk holding hands, and I sigh softly. How could they have so much confidence to do that? I could never do that with Lyndsey... I wonder how those women do it. I guess it's just their love for each other that fuels their self-confidence. Now that I think about it, Uleki and I would have done that in public if we were from the same side of town.
When I was walking around the next day, I spotted Uleki and a petite female figure walking around the park, holding hands. I blended into the crowd, watching what he was doing with her. I knew Uleki had a sister, but she wasn't a pretty brunette like the girl next to him. It took me a few minutes until they turned a corner, and I recognized who she was. It was Annabell, my best friend. I stood there, my emotions fried, and I started to tear up. I walk around that park, following the flow of people, until I come to a bench nearby. I watch them from a distance, seeing how natural they look together, and it makes me think of the times Uleki and I did that. I started to cry softly, hiding my face in my hands. Then, I see him walk up to me. Luke Russel, from my school. He's also a senior, but he's not my type at all. He speaks so softly that I don't even hear him at first. Then he speaks up.
"Constance, are you okay?" he asks me softly. I nod, and he makes a motion as if he'd like to sit beside me. I nod, permitting him to do so.
"What's happened?" Luke asks me, using the same tone as before.
"Uleki and Annabell... I saw them holding hands nearby and I..." I start to tear up, and I put my face in my hands again. What happens next is beyond unexpected. He scoots over so we're touching, and he wraps his arms around me in a comforting kind of hug. I lean into him, and I start to cry more, and he sits there, rubbing my back and whispering to me.
"It'll get better, I know it hurts, but it'll get better, I promise, Constance..." he whispers that to me and then he hugs me protectively as I hear approaching footsteps.
"Get away from her, Luke," a familiar male voice booms. I hear Luke growl at him. I look up slowly.
"Uleki, what are you doing here?" I ask, tears streaking my face, my eyes are a puffy red now.
"I was on a walk, and I saw you and this creep over here," Uleki motions over to Luke, making Luke growl again.
"That's not what I saw," Luke says, slowly releasing me from the comfort of his hug. He stands up so he's face-to-face with Uleki. I take a deep breath in to make recompose myself, and while I do that, I hear the sound of skin-on-skin contact.
A/N: I hope you enjoyed this chapter!~ I'm so sorry that it took me a while to write, I've just been busy with school lately. I promise to write as much as possible. Don't be afraid to leave comments and suggestions for what you want to happen. I'll always accept the reader's ideas and take them into my future chapters. Thank you so much for your support and love!
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Life With Her
Teen FictionConstance Knox, a 17-year-old British high school student, meets Lyndsey Brooks, a 16-year-old American high school student. They get to know each other over time and become really close, but then something happens. Read to find out!