Not Giving Up

Trying to understand him

Nate POV

       God! Will this girl ever give up?? I don't think so. Not anytime soon anyway. She was persistent, talkative, frustrating, but surprisingly entertaining. Who would have thought? Once this girl starts talking there is no stopping it. I just have the urge to make or stop her talking by slapping her or maybe kissing?? hmm What's gotten into me??
        It has been one week since the lunch room incident and I try hard to ignore her or scare her like the rest of the school but she wont budge. She is something different. The day she warned me about this whole thing starting I tossed and turned in my bed and hoped she would give up But, the next day voila she was there once again.

             She was almost impossible to be ignored. The way her blonde hair sits in her shoulders, the way her hazel eyes sparkled when she was happy, the way her musical laughter echoed around the room. She was crazy, didn't give a damn about the world and her words made no sense whatsoever. Sometimes I wished to be carefree like her. And I will stop at that because I'm probably sounding like a love struck puppy. What are you doing to me Jules? I thought. Wait, Jules?? Real smooth Nate.

          I was already ready for my work and school and was preparing breakfast. Jared my six year old brother came out of his room rubbing his sleepy eyes.

  "Good morning Natey", he said. My brother was the only one who called me Natey and got away with it.

     "Hey champ" I said ruffling his hair. He showed me his toothy smile and my heart went out to him. No child should go through what he has in such small age. I loved him with all that was left of me.

       I prepared his lunchbox with his favouraites and dropped him to his school before I went of to work.

      "Hey, Mr know it all", I heard a familiar voice call me.

      Yeah, thats what she started to call me with refrence to the dumb as blonde phrase that I used to tease her. Funny thing though she is blonde but not dumb just a bit stupid and crazy.

      I started to call her cupcake because she has it at least once a day and she smelled of coffee with a hint of vanilla cupcake hence the name. And I loved the way blush started rising in her cheek whenever I called her this name.

             I gave her a latte without having to say it because thats what she always ordered. Everytime we met we always had small fights and sarcastic comments and insults were thrown to each other which has now become very normal for both of us.

     But, I didnot know what we were exactly. Strangers?? not at all. Freinds?? I dont know. I'm not sure if I'm ready. Would I want us to be freinds?? Yes, no, maybe, I dont know. I seem to be confusing myself even more.

Julies POV

  It has been one week of me sitting with Nate and now our fights are normal and fun. Well, for me at least. Sometimes we would end up laughing and would be hopelessly staring at his face and hoping that I could make him laugh and smile and break those walls that he has put up around himself standind tall and strong.

       It has been a week and I've been trying so hard but the walls wont budge, I thought I needed more practice and a whole lot more days. Most of the time it's me who does the talking and I'm not even sure if he is listening or not.

       I'm glad that my freinds understood. Kate (Katy), Luke and Sam encouraged me while Jason and Elliot were always shooting daggers behind Nate's back. Luke says it's because they have crush on me but I don't hope so.

     Well, you see my freinds are the craziest and kindest bunch of people you'll ever meet. Kate and I were best freinds from birth since our mother's used to be best freinds. Luke joined us 4 years later when he came to this neighbourhood and we met Sam who is gay and proud to admit it in seventh grade and we helped him come out of the closet and protected him. Elliot and Jason joined us a year after that and we've been unbreakable ever since.

        

        Back to Nate. I've understood that this guy who is so preserved and unwelcoming to strangers is this way because of something in his past. I wandered what had happened to this beautiful creature to be like this. Outside he might seem alone, scary and shy but once u talk to him you find out that he is a rude, cocky jerk who keeps him to himself. I wanted to know him better.

      

           The phone ringing on my bedside table woke me up. I answered it lazily. "Hello", I said.

         "Juliet", I heard the voice say.

"Mom??"

"Who else? How are you?"

"Wait, I think you got the wrong number. You might have wanted to call your clients sorry." I said in a monotone.

"Julie" I heard my father's warning voice.

"Yes, father" I said already bored.

He started asking questions about my studies and stuff. I was tired, tired of being an asset for this family. They just wanted to use me for business purpose as if I didnot know already.

"Stop" I said interrupting whatever the hell he was saying.

    "If you are going to ask me about my studies I'm doing well and not slacking of dont worry about that. And you dong have to waste your precious time calling me. And stop acting like you care." I said the last part with pain evident in my voice and hung up.

        I took a long deep breath when all the pain I felt came back rushing to me in the form of tears.

Authors note-
I hope you enjoyed it. Finally I did a Nate POV.  :)