Meeting you again

School Party ~ Chapter 1

Eliza Monroe's POV
I hated these dumb back to school parties, but unfortunately, to meet all my teachers, and get to know all the new kids, I had to go I didnt wear a dress, I was a tomboy and dresses were so not my thing anymore I brushed my chestnut brown hair I stared at my blue eyes they were so lifeless even after the incident I put the brush down and pulled on my stockings they faded from light blue to deeper blue which reminded me of Rose's hair color, that was the main reason I had them, iv had them for months but they still make me think of the introverted girl I quickly got her out of my mind remembering I had to get there soon I clipped them onto black shorts that were covered from my cloak, or jacket you could say I put on my black boots and walked to the school party.I finally made it to school, I pushed the doors open revealing people moving from every direction to the gym and classrooms I saw a white board, a perfect rectangle, with cursive words reading '8:30 PM - 10:50 PM' I didnt plan on staying for long, but I knew I had enough time so I ventured my way to the gym I saw blue and violet lights flashing and sparkling making me sigh as I saw new kids and others talking and laughing, however, no sign of parents anywhere I grabbed a red solo cup and filled it with ice cold water and sipped it almost cringing at how cold it was I saw a person next to me in the corner of my eye I thought nothing of them until her porcelain hand nudged mine knocking some water onto the white table cloth "Oh! im sorry—" The girl got interrupted, until we met eyes my dull lifeless blue eyes widened, meeting her heterochromia gray and blue eyes her mouth was hung open until she finally spoke "Eliza.." Rose said softly, before picking up her sentence again "How have you been? I havent talked to you in weeks." She commented with a dull smile, I could tell it was real I could tell even after forgiveness she still was different we were friends, of course not, just acquaintances.I grabbed a napkin to wipe off the mess of spilt water before respond "Iv been okay, not hyped for school." It technically wasnt a lie, I didnt wanna go back, especially after what me and Rose have been through in the past and our incident "Im sorry about that water mess, do you wanna go and figure out our classrooms?" Rose asked me, I just noticed her white, simple, yet sorta revealing dress it hugged her body quite nicely but that was besides the point "Sure, and I like your dress." I gave a simple compliment before walking out the semi crowed gym doors picking up the white sheet of paper that had my name in bold printed letters stating all my classes and teachers names until I read my homeroom teacher's name and classroom location "Who's your homeroom?" I asked curiously, I have no idea why im still talking to her, dont get me wrong, I do feel sorta connected still because of our bond we once had but that was the past no room for friendship here "Mr. Johnson, You?" She asked me with a sweet yet simple smile plastered on her face, I wonder if she still feels connected, or maybe shes just being genuine? "Oh..same.." Great, a class with Rose? Its already awkward and im sure she doesnt want anything to do with me this is probably all just an act of generosity.We walked to our homeroom before seeing our teacher a friendly grin on his face, he was talking to a few other students, 3 girls that I didnt know I saw my desk had my name written on it in erasable marker 'ELIZA MONROE' I left Rose, without a care, considering she probably didnt care either I saw all my stuff from last year neatly placed in my desk but what was cool about these desks were there was black 'drawers' that could be snapped closed and open which really helped I noticed the air had that fresh back to school smell that hit me with nostalgia that I loved to hate but mostly loved I looked up to notice some kids sitting, chatting with friends, or even Mr. Johnson I saw Rose sit down our classroom was pretty neat and tidy but Rose sat literally next to my booth, not directly next to me, but pretty much a good few feet away I sighed again recalling memories of me and her and how I patched up her wounds and helped with her bruises and all of that.I decided to greet the teacher, he was tall, had glasses, white skin and brown grayish hair he seemed pretty normal besides his birthmark on his jawline "Hi, im Eliza, you're my homeroom teacher." I reached out to shale his hand with a still dull face, my expression hasnt changed since the gym situation "Nice to meet you, Eliza, im your homeroom and I hope you'll have a lovely time this year in my class." He said to me, I noticed he never spoke on what he taught his homeroom students, I recall it being on the white paper that I had folded neatly in my jean shorts pocket.I noticed Rose wasnt in the room anymore, until my eyes caught a certain blackinette with half red hair and olive green eyes that could only belong to Veronica, my greatest bff from last year "Veronica!" I called out before rushing over to her her olive eyes locked on my figure, noticing me rushing over to her "Eliza!" we went in for a hug "I missed you, Eliza." She stated with a warm smile I always really enjoyed Veronica's personality and comfort its really fresh and more than adequate for sure eventually, we started small talk until we both noticed more and more students poured out the classroom leaving us, the teacher, and 7 other students in the room until I checked the clock that read '9:21 PM' not to late, not to early either though.Me and Veronica left the classroom and walked in the dim hall as some other kids walked by and past us multiple times before Veronica stopped me to tell me she was going to grab some cupcakes before we left I glades waiting for her my arms crossed and foot pressed against the wall along with my back looking down at the floor, punk style until I heard quiet sobs through the bathroom door I noticed no one seemed to be close enough to see me so I opened the entrance door slightly and peeked my blue orbs inside scanning the room for the source of the quiet sound until my eyes locked with white dress like someone had their back against the stall's door I quickly confirmed it was Rose just by the sound of the sobs and the white dress to complete it but what was she crying about? That had me wondering until the white dress disappeared I assume she got up and began to unlock the stall I quickly closed the door and rushed inside the gymnasium doors my eyes scanning for black and red hair the colored lights making it more difficult until I saw the familiar physique of Veronica "Hey, you done?" I asked before I saw her carrying a see through box revealing purple sugar coated cookies and pink cupcakes "Yeah, lets get going" Veronica told me before we walked out the school, my mind kept wondering off to Rose I wonder if she needed help? was she okay? what happened? It was truly none of my business especially after my past thoughts about her earlier tonight.I read the time on my phone 10:30 PM the whole school party should be over in a matter of minutes before me and Veronica split paths and walked the last block home I jiggled the doorknob unlocking it with the key before being greeted by darkness and cold aura I made my way upstairs and laid in bed thinking to myself; What the hell will happen tomorrow? Before I closed my eyes and drifted to sleep.