Chapter 2- Mystery boy

Eli's P.O.V.

As I was driving Morty I was thinking about how this day was going to go. It was either going to be terrible or at least nothing bad will happen, because never in my life had I actually had a good day. I turned up the volume of my screamo music that was now blasting through the speakers. I did this as an attempt to scare off any curious teens that stared at me and my hearse. I parked and got out. I didn't like all the eyes that were on me. I dressed in all black, drove a hearse, and listened to punk music so people would stay away from me not be intrigued. I started to walk faster, an attempt to get away from all the stares. I watched my feet to avoid meeting eyes with anyone, when I completely knocked over a girl who looked about a year or so younger than me. I stopped in my tracks, feeling bad for her. I was going to help her pick up her scattered books but when I locked eyes with her I couldn't move. She had the lightest sky blue eyes that gazed into mine. She quickly got up and started blushing like a tomato.

"Uh… sorry," I said.

"Um… it's alright. I wasn't watching where I was going." She said not meeting my eyes.

She ducked down to the floor again to pick up her books. I knew I should help her but I just stood there. I didn't want to seem like an idiot any longer so I turned around and sped to my locker. I looked behind me once and saw her look up from the ground and watch me basically run away with curious eyes. Great, more unwanted attention… or was it unwanted?

I was surprised at how fast this day was going. It was already the end of third period. One more block to go and it was already lunch! I left the Calculus room and headed for English, room 211. That was on the other side of the building if I'm right. I went the direction I thought the room was in. In about 3 minutes I was lost and I had no idea where I was going. I wasn't one to ask for directions so I just kept on wondering the halls. Finally about 5 minutes after the bell rang I walked into the classroom. When I stepped in, the teacher just glared at me but pointed to my assigned seat. When I walked to my seat I was more than surprised to see the girl that I knocked over earlier this morning in the seat behind me. I threw my backpack on the floor as an attempt to make her look up at me. I don't know why but I wanted to look into those big blue eyes again. To my relief she looked up from her paper and once she saw me her face turned bright red again and she smiled. I took my seat in front of her and pulled out a notebook and a pen.

Clare's P.O.V.

AHHHHHH! I couldn't believe my luck today! The cute mystery guy that knocked me over in the halls was sitting in front of me in my English class! I have to admit I did think it was weird and almost rude of him to just walk away from me after the little encounter but he probably had to be somewhere. I just stared at the back of his head the whole period. I didn't even hear Mrs. Dawes give us the assignment until the bell rang and I had to quickly jot it down in my notebook. The rest of the day flew by. I sat with Alli at lunch of course. She just babbled about some guy named Drew, her new victim. I just drowned her out and continued staring at that mysterious boy from my English class. I couldn't help but wonder.. or maybe even hope that he might just be my next victim. If you could even call him a victim! Alli seemed to stop what she was talking about and followed my gaze.

"Ohhhhhh! That's the boy that knocked you down in the halls this morning! He's hot!"

"SHHHH! Alli be quiet! But he's also in my English class," I said like it was no big deal.

"That's great!" she yelled excited.

I was still staring at him and when Alli yelled and he looked up from some book he was reading and locked my eyes with his. I quickly broke the gaze and started nibbling on my bagel. Why did I always have to be embarrassed!

Once the day was done I invited Alli over to my house. While we were walking a black hearse drove by. I couldn't help but feel bad for whoever died. What got me surprised though was when I saw the person who was driving it. It was the boy from English!

"Alli, look!" I pointed, which was a stupid move because I guess he saw me pointing and looked over. He looked me in the eyes again like he could see right through my skull to my brain. Then he pulled the right side of his lips up in to the (excuse me god) sexiest smirk I had ever seen! I felt my face get hot and I looked down at my shoes. Alli just laughed and mumbled something about how he seemed like a freak.

"Clare he's gone! You can look up now," she laughed again like I was a silly little toddler. Once we got to the front stairs to my house I heard yelling. That was strange who could it be? I took my key out and unlocked the door. As I entered my house into the foyer I could see my parents in the kitchen pointing fingers at each other and yelling about something like my dad working too much. When Alli walked in behind, her eyes wide as she shut the door. Both my parents heard the door and looked up startled. My dad just smiled weakly at me, looked back at my mom, shook his head, and walked out the back door.

My mom just said, "Don't worry sweety, It's just a rough patch," and returned back to the kitchen table to read a magazine. I just rolled my eyes and pulled Alli up to my room. We started working on homework right away and later we, meaning Alli continued talking about Drew. When Alli left I started working on the assignment Ms. Dawes gave us. I couldn't think straight. My mind was on my parents "rough patch". That's all it was, right? I'm almost positive the essay didn't come out as well as I wanted it to but when I revised it, it didn't seem that bad. I was really tired and crawled into my bed and fell asleep instantly.