DEELAILAH 《ON HOLD》

Chapter 2- That's a beautiful shade of Hazel.

"Senior year in Riverdale High is officially shit!" I exclaimed, overly dramatic might I add, as I walked through the double doors.
I mean, I should have seen all this coming right? This was how my typical Monday went down.
Except it didn't. But at least it was over now, well, almost.

Pulling myself out of my thoughts, I notice how slow Kait's strides were and decided to walk at her pace. She'd been quiet and reserved. More than usual. Could it be because of that lunch incidence with Jared? Speaking of Jared, I hadn't seen him since then. He's been avoiding us like a plague.
When we were finally walking at the same pace, I nudge her slightly. "Are you okay, Kait?" I try to inquire.
"Hmmm" She responded absentmindedly. Sighing, I stopped in front of her. This caused her to snap at her eyes at me, raising her perfectly shaped brow in questioning.
"I asked again, Kait, what is wrong?" Even when her face looked worn out and tired, her beautiful dark skin shone brightly under the golden hour sun making the continuous chatter of students and teachers filing out of the school building faded into the background.

"Nothing" Was Kait's reply. Nothing? I didn't think so. The many emotions her expression held didn't seem like nothing. I wasn't backing down now. I knew she had family issues which she rarely talks about.
"This-"I gestured to her form "Doesn't look like nothing."
"I'm okay, Dee. I already told you that. I just wanna go home." She said letting out a breath of exhaustion.

"You're not. It's obvious. Why won't you tell me what happened, Kait?" She simply avoided my gaze. At this point I was feeling really hurt. I thought we were supposed to be best friends. "Is this about Jared?" There, I said it.
Her dark brown eyes shifted sharply to mine. "No."

It was getting darker every minute as I made my way home. The streets was scarcely littered with some elderlies who were also probably making their way home. I let out an exaggerated sigh.

I backed down.
I had to learn over the years to let them have their space. Don't pressure them or you push the away. Whenever they were ready, the would would tell me whatever is going on. You understand why I hated Mondays now?

Pinching my nose in frustration, I increase my pace. I couldn't wait for this day to end.
When my home came in sight, I took out my house keys. Taking a few more strides that's when I noticed a car moving at a ridiculously fast speed. Squinting, I realize it's a Black Mustang. Classic. I moved a little to my left and away from the roads just in case. Better safe than sorry. It wasn't slowing down. The roads were practically empty, so why drive at such a dangerous speed per hour?

The vehicle was inching closer and closer and just when it was about to zoom past me, my eyes connected with the most beautiful shade of hazel. It wasn't just beautiful, his eyes were magnificent. My belly did a little flip. I wonder why.

I couldn't make out the rest of his body, it was too dark-his head lights almost blinded me. That and the fact that the vehicle was moving, really fast. I turned back and watched the car speed off until it was out of sight.
Sigh. What was that though?

Deciding to forget about it, I pick up pace again and in no time, I was in front of my house. I usually checked the door to see if it were unlocked. I reached for the handle and gave it a little turn, my parents were around. Oh no! Taking a quick peek at my watch, it read 5:08. I'm dead. Okay, maybe that's an exaggeration. There was a small clicking sound as the door opened to reveal my parents sitting in the living room probably waiting for me.

"Hey baby." The both say. I enter the house shutting the door after me. Creeps.
"Hi mom, hi dad." I say. I dropped my bag on our two seater couch.

"Oh great one" My dad began sarcastically causing me to roll my eyes "Please tell us why you're just getting home at five when school closes by three." I grabbed a peach off the counter and bit into it.