Hello readers of FanFiction! I got this idea for a story watching the most recent episode of Star-Crossed, and after much debate, here we are! This is actually a prologue to a series of one-shots, but is a one-shot in and of itself. Let me know if y'all want more of this story, and if you do, I'll work to post more! :)
I will always strive for proper punctuation, grammar, and vocab, but if you have any edits, leave a comment or PM me, and I'll consider your recommendation! This is my first FanFic, so bear with me!
Without further ado, I present to you one of the only Juric FanFictions. -_- Enjoy!
Eric never was one to truly fall for a girl.
He often commented on a girl being "a sexy chick" or "a hot babe", but Julia… She was just different. He had fixed up her car a couple of times, and even driven her home after school once when her car broke down in the parking lot. When he was around her, he seemed to become a whole new version of Eric; he became a better version of Eric.
Julia was the nicest person he knew, and Emery Whitehill was pretty dang nice. The way she was always seeing the better side of people or speaking in a soothing voice. It came to show him that she was just the opposite of a "hot babe"- she was a luminous woman. Not a babe- a woman, a lady. The way her persona and aura made him feel, it made him want to change; It made him want to be that "better version"of Eric all the time. He often found himself seeking her out, pursuing this seemingly unachievable goal- Not only the "better Eric", but also Julia's empathy and compassion.
…. Not that he would ever admit it.
When Emery and Roman came out about dating, he was was actually impressed. They were so determined to be together; to be happy, that they would face all of the hate and antipathy together. When the topic began to be discussed among his friends, it led to hostility towards the matter, and when it came down to them asking his opinion, he cracked a joke- in hopes that they would leave him alone so he could drop his façade. Just his luck, Julia, who had been coming to talk to him, overheard his whole comment. – Perfect.
Come the guilt of his actions, he spent all day searching in vain for Julia in order to apologize - of course, to no avail. It was only after the lockdown was lifted that he caught up to her in the parking lot. Hurriedly rushing through an apology and explanation, wanting her to understand – It slipped. "You are the nicest person I know."
She was the one to initiate the whole "kissing" ordeal, but once she did, he intended to never let her go; he had achieved that "better Eric." Momentarily, be it, but he would do everything within his power to reach his permanent goal. He would fight for Julia, because no matter how bad he was with trig, or school for that matter, he was smart enough to know that you fight for your better half- no matter the chase.
There you have it!
Feel free to leave any edits or ideas in the comments, and I will be happy to reply!
Farewell . . . For now . . .
~AUAnnie~