BPOV
It was Friday night and just past eleven. Alice had been bugging me to go to the ice rink with her for ages now. See, most Fridays everyone in the group goes to the ice rink at about midnight. It's meant to be closed but someone's older brother works there or something and get them all in; I don't know it's just a thing they do.
It's not just our group at school though, there's like a whole bunch of people from other schools who also go there and they drink beer and play on the ice rink. No one actually skates there as skating mixed with alcohol would have a terrible outcome or so I imagine. They just take their shoes off and slide about it their socks. But me being me have never gone as I'm social awkward and don't really trust myself when I drinking around strangers.
But this week Alice had upped her game and somehow persuaded me to go with her. She had told me there were arcades and she'd give me some money for them. Apparently I'm much easier then I originally thought. She had told me to layer up as, obviously with it being an ice rink and all, it would be cold. So I had thrown and oversized slight tatty black sweater over my long sleeved black tee, with black skinny jeans with mid-calf thick grey socks and of course my black DM's.
"I'm so excited that you're coming this time!" Alice said to me as we were walking to the ice rink. Somehow she had managed to look both warm and fashionable at the same time whilst I had settled more towards comfort than fashion. Only Alice…
"Yeah, strangely enough me too." I replied, and I really was excited about it with a hint of nervousness.
We walked to the venue which was slightly lit by the dim strobes on the ice rink and the colourful lights coming from the arcades. It was actually sort of beautiful, in that kind of haunting way. It had this strange atmosphere that I couldn't quite put my finger on; it was both eerie and electric. As I looked around I saw all the different groups scattered about the place. It wasn't crowded at all, there were separate groups in separate corners but there were a lot of empty spaces. The music was pretty quiet to what I thought it would be like, it wasn't blaring out of the speakers but it was hardly background music. It was just…really nice.
Alice passed me a beer and I took a sip. I followed her over to our friends who were chatting and looking about the place. Alice noticed Jasper, who's her boyfriends, and they started to kiss and giggle.
"Hey Bella, I didn't think you'd be coming tonight." Angela, a good friend of mine, said.
"Yeah Alice persuaded me," I replied with a laugh looking over at Alice and Jasper looking intently at one another. "It actually seems like a pretty great place to hang out."
Angela nodded with agreement. "It is pretty great isn't it? Do you want to head over to the arcades?" She asked and I nodded. We headed over to the claw crane, we had been there a while laughing and drinking.
"I'm gonna go pee, I'll be right back all right?" Angela said and I nodded as she walked away.
I continued playing the claw crane and I looked through glass and I saw him. He was playing the same claw crane game but round the corner of my game. He was playing attention to what he was doing but I wasn't anymore. I looked back to what I was doing to avoid looking like a crazy person. When curiosity got me and I looked over at him again he was looking me straight in the eyes, even with the dim lighting I could see the beautiful colour of his eyes, and they were this amazing emerald green. I blushed and looked back down. I was so distracted with my own thoughts I didn't notice Angela come back over.
"Do you want to go see where everyone else it?" Angela asked and I jumped. "Sorry I didn't mean to make you jump." She laughed I turned and nodded at her, I looked back over my shoulder and the guy had gone. I shook my head, I was being stupid. He probably just looked up not like he was actually interested or something.
It was now about 1am and I had only had a couple of beers, quite a few people had started to go home. I'd kept looking for the mysterious guy all night but had no luck in finding him. I went to the toilet to sort out my thoughts, I don't know how long I was in there but when I came out the place was pretty empty. There was only Alice, Jasper, and Angela over by the arcade and then a few guys over by the corner of the ice rink. As I was looking over toward the ice rink where the boys were I was met by those same green eyes and my heart sped up. He was still looking straight at me with this look I couldn't figure out for the life of me. I was pulled out my daze when I heard Alice calling my name; I walked over towards her and looked over to where he was, he was now standing on his own as the guys he were with had started towards the exit. He was still looking at me.
"We're all heading home now." Alice said, I could tell she was slightly tipsy. I laughed at how off balance she was. I looked back at the strange boy in the corner and I didn't want to go yet, I had to talk to him.
"Uh, well… um you guys head home. I'm going to call Charlie to pick me up." I said trying to focus on them instead of the boy who I knew was looking at me. It was hard to concentrate knowing that.
"Oh ok, do you want us to wait with you?" Jasper asked holding Alice around the waist to keep her standing straight.
"No, no it's all right. I think you should get her back." I said laughing.
"Bella! Call me when you get home," Alice slurred out. "I wanna make sure you're safe, I love you Isabella." Alice said loudly emphasising on the 'la'. Jasper and I laughed at her drunkenness.
"I love you too Alice, I'll call you ok? I Promise." I said still amused by her drunken affection.
They all waved goodbye and watched them walk out of the exit. When I saw that they were gone I turned back towards green eyes. The music was still playing quietly and the light from the strobes kept passing over his face. I had taken my boots off earlier when Alice had made me dance of the rink with me. I started my way over towards him and took in what he looked like fully, starting at his feet.
He was wearing tatty black Dr Martins like the ones I'd been wearing. He had a pair of ripped black jeans on with a plain white t-shirt on; he had a grey zip up jumper on over the top with the hood pulled up and then a vintage looking black leather jacket on over that. His hand wear in his pockets, he pulled them out and I noticed his black fingerless gloves on as he pulled down his hood. When I saw his face I thought I was going to fall over or something, it was ridiculous. He had a perfect chiselled jaw with a straight nose and those eyes that could bring a whole country to their knees. His hair was this strange brown auburn colour which of messy and all over the place.
Then finally I was face to face with him. I looked up into his eyes and blushed he gave me this slightly crooked smile, "Hi."
