Dimensions

Chapter 3

A/N: Ya, not my art. I only edited it to make it fit the description of the character better. Keep that in mind. From now on if you see this authors note at the top, it will more than likely say this so, enjoy the story and stop reading my rambling.

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  "Oh...hi Easton." Stella whispered.

  I stared at the girl, then at the people standing behind her. The fuck is going on!?

  "How the hell do you know my goddamn name!?" I yelled, standing up.

   "We're in the same math class."

  "What!? I've never seen you a day in my fucking life!!!"

   Who the hell are these assholes, that's when it all came back to me. It hit me like a train. It was so much force that it caused me to fall back onto my cot. I stared blankly at the ground.

   "The...hell...?".

~Evie's POV~

   Jeez, he looks depressed. I saw Liam was about to head forward, obviously worried about his friend. I quickly put a hand on his chest, stopping him from going near Easton. I wasn't looking at him, but I could feel the glare he sent at me.

   I removed my hand from the boys chest as Stella hugged Liam from the side. She must really like him, she hasn't willingly hugged another human being since we were 6, and now were 19. I sigh, seeing the reaction on Easton's face.

"What...b-but..it cant be. FatAss fell through the ground, and then....then..the N-nerd..she grabbed me and we jumped too. What!?" The boy sobbed.

  I looked at him with sympathy. I slowly made my way towards him, not wanting to startle him. I sat Indian style in front of him. He looked up at me, small tears in his eyes. I flashed a gentle smile at him, holding my hands out for him. He quietly collapsed into me.

   "Fuck you n-nerd..." was all he said as he cried into my chest.

  I looked down at him, silently stroking his raven locks. I whispered small ok's into his ear as he sobbed into me. He hugged me tighter as the minutes passed.  I slowly looked back at Liam and Stell, who was still hugging him.

   Stellas arms were wrapped around Liam who had wrapped his own arms around the girls waist. The both stared at me, waiting for some kind of answer. I sighed, looking down at Easton who had stopped crying, but still had an iron grip on my waist.

  "Hey, Easton? Do you want to go downstairs while Stella and Liam wake up everyone one else so I can explain the situation to them too?" I quietly asked, stroking his hair at a more steady pace.

   He gave a small nod, but only moved a few minutes after my request. He reluctantly stood, holding his hand out for me. I gratefully took it, not letting go when I was fully standing. I looked into his dull, baby blue hues.

  I looked at Stell one more time to see if she knew what to do. She was staring at me intently, her head still buried in a shaken Liams chest.

   With the knowledge that Stella knew what to do, I gently pulled on Easton's hand and slowly led him into the hall, soon down the stairs and into the living room, which happened to be right below the room with all our surviving classmates.

   I let go of the boys hand to sit down on the couch, not wanting to force him to sit with me. I let my heterochromia eyes meet his dull ones. I contently patted the cushion next to the one I was sitting on. He slowly sat next to me, resting his head on my shoulder.