This chapter introduces Eli. It's kind of a filler, though. Everything will start up in the next chapter, and it'll be really exciting and dramatic!
The next few days had been easier for Imogen. She was settling into the Torres house nicely, and even though the reason for her arrival was hard on her, she was feeling better. Drew had taught her a little bit on the drums, she and Adam played video games together, and she even helped Audra out in the kitchen. The Torres' were expecting having someone else move into their home would be hard, but it was hardly a challenge for them.
The week had gone by quickly, and Imogen and Adam were enjoying the weekend sitting on the couch in their pajamas while playing a game on the Xbox.
A light knock was heard at the door, but the two were too focused on the game to notice. It wasn't until a boy clad in black walked into the room that they stopped the game. Imogen crossed her arms over her chest, feeling self-conscious in her pajamas, and tried not to look straight at him. Adam, on the other hand, stood up and did some handshake with the boy with a grin. "Adam, who's this?" he asked, motioning over to Imogen.
"Oh," Adam cleared his throat, "Eli, this is Imogen Moreno. Imogen, this is Eli Goldsworthy," he introduced. Eli nodded, a bit confused by the situation, and shot Adam a strange look.
Imogen stood from the couch, looking up at the boy for a moment, "Pleasure to meet you, Eli Goldsworthy," she told him, meeting his eyes for a second before shuffling past him, making her way down to her room.
Downstairs, Imogen got dressed and brushed through her hair, throwing it up into a bun.
She sat down on her bed, pulling her school bag up with her. Audra bought her a new binder and notebooks the night before, and she wanted to get all of her things together before Monday rolled around. Deciding to put her touch on the boring blue binder, she took out some pencils and began sketching. Her hand moved furiously, creating dark and deep lines that contrasted with softer, light strokes. When she was finished, she slid the skyline drawing into the front of her binder, and sat back down on her bed.
"Did you draw this?" a voice asked, breaking Imogen out of her gaze. She looked up, and recognized the person to be Adam's friend, Eli.
Imogen nodded, standing up and picking it up, "I just did it earlier. I figured my binder needed some jazzing up."
"It's really good. You're an artist?" he asked, taking the binder from her to get a closer look at the drawing.
"I did that one, too," she pointed at the painting on the wall, "I have a lot more, but most of them are in a box under my bed,"
"I'd love to see them sometime." Eli smiled, and Imogen bit her lip, "Sure, anytime,"
Eli turned to grab something from the other room, "Hey, Imogen?" he called.
"Yeah?" she asked.
"Do you want to watch a movie tonight? After the Torres' go to sleep, in the living room? I'm spending the night, but Adam goes to sleep way too early, so I usually watch TV until I get tired."
Imogen thought about it for a second, and then nodded, "Okay. Meet you upstairs, at….?"
"Eleven,"
"Sure, I'll see you then, Eli Goldsworthy,"
"Can't wait," he smirked at her before walking upstairs.
Imogen stood staring at the steps until she heard the door shut, grinning.
