The "Lucky" One: A Mathew Espinosa Fan Fiction

Chapter Eight

•It was raining and I was running down a street, not my street, Matt's. I was cold and wet, although, I didn't mind because I have no idea what is happening to me. I was in this really big leather jacket I had taken from some biker dude when he wasnt looking because I was naked. I needed to talk to someone and the only person that I could think of is Matt. I stopped in front of his house and took a deep breath. I walked up to the door and hesitantly knocked. Me pounding on the door made my ears ring. His mom opened the door. "Amberly! Hello dear-Oh my gosh! Are you okay!" She shrieked. "Yes, im Fine is Matt here?" I smiled. "Matt!" She yelled. No answer. "Matt!!" She yelled again, louder than before. And I could feel hesitation coming from upstairs, a bunch of pacing around, fumbling through drawers. "Coming!" He yelled back but it came out more as a growl. I gulped as he came down the stairs pulling up his pants and his eyes a golden color one second and his normal brown the next. My heart pounded against my chest.
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•I shot up out of bed and quickly checked the time; 4:30 a.m. I sighed. At least it isn't three in the morning, I decided to just get ready. I didn't bother to take a shower, I got one last night. I feel like shit. I picked through my closet somewhat as a zombie and picked out a navy blue baggy tank top, a pair of dark wash skinny jeans, black and white converse, and a grey zip up hoodie((the first pic in the picture at the beginning of the chapter, minus the phone case)).

Before I got dressed I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth, then, my hair because lets face it, it looks like a rats nest. When I managed to brush through my mop head I plugged in my curling wand and let it heat up while I put on my makeup. I dont feel like putting on what I normally wear so I just put on powder and looked at my reflection. I look like a ghost, pale and hollow. I literally look like I haven't slept in days, weeks even. I sighed and grabbed my wand. I loosely curled my hair at the ends and left the top half straight, I looked at myself one last time and thought; At least I don't look that bad, I could look worse. But the thing isn't how I look like a hollow shell, I feel like death. Like I woke up from the dead, its those dreams I'm telling you! Maybe on my date with Connor tonight I will feel a little better. Thats right date! He asked me out yesterday! Man, just thinking about it made me feel a little bit better. I mean I don't know if he asked me out too fast, maybe I should get to know him more but oh well, too late...

I should be happy though, tomorrow is my freaking BIRTHDAY! But I still feel horrible... Tomorrow is also the day that I found out if I made the varsity cheer squad or not. I really hope I make it, part of me knows I have a spot, that I completely dominated it but another part says, no, your new, you can't make the team because those girls have tried out before and are guaranteed a spot. If I don't make it, at least, I gave it my best shot... After getting dressed I grabbed my bag and walked downstairs and out through the front door to put my bag in my car. I pulled my phone out my back pocket and checked instagram; 125 new followers...Ever since Matt, Connor, the guys, and the O2L guys started following me I've been getting a lot of followers. Suprisingly now hate, but I get a lot of compliments...maybe its because I'm not dating one of them yet, *hint, hint...Connor*

I just sat there and started thinking about my dream last night. I haven't texted Matt or really even talked to him since he whittnessed me get asked out...by Connor. I really don't know what his problem is with Connor, if I bring him up he either acts as he is hurt or he gets a little mad and then he changes the subject. You couldn't tell his emotion though, because his facial expression doesn't change, its in his eyes. His beautiful chocolate orbs turn almost black when he is angry/jealous and they have almost a greenish tint when he is sad/upset. I ask Renesmee why he does that but she just shruggs. Even though its only been a day, I feel like he is distancing himself from me. When we hang out, we don't hang out with just each other anymore and watch movies or go penny boarding in the park, we hang out in a group, which I don't mind at all. I love Renesmee and the Jacks and Nash and Carter...but I miss the guy. I mean he stopped calling me Angel....it hurts my feelings and I am not scared to admit it...well, admit it to myself...