"Yo! Nat!" Mike called out as I ran into him on purpose. I smirk at him and then back up slightly.
"What Mikey?" I asked, grinning at him. He glowered at me and then flipped me off.
"Bro, you spilled his coffee! That is not good for you." Said Joanna, we call her Joey. I saw the coffee cup lying in the ground and gulped. Mike was now full on glaring.
"Shit balls!" I exclaimed as I took off running, probably for my life. I ran into The Mystic Falls High school and hid behind Elena. "You have to help me out Elena." I whimpered out.
"What did you do this time!?" She whispered, using her height difference to try and cover me up, she even went as far as using her dark hair to cover up my head and shoulders. "You will owe me for this." She muttered. I grinned nervously. I saw the dark figure of Mike run by and I exhaled. I gave Elena's hair a small tug and she whipped her head around, giving me a questioning stare.
"Caroline heading this way! Mayday Mayday!" I made the sounds of a plane crashing and an explosion. I heard Elena giggle. I stayed behind Elena as Caroline kinda insulted her. "You know Elena, I can commit murder and get away with it. I know how." I say.
"Stop it! We are not killing Caroline!" She said as she finally uncovered me. I stared into her brown eyes, with a meaningful look upon my own face.
"It's just an option." I say defeated. Elena glared at me before smirking.
"Trust me, someday I will take you up on that offer." I fist pumped, cackling. I noticed Elena staring at me and I waved. "Why do I even hang out with you? Weirdo."
"But, you forget Elena, I am your weirdo, you claimed me as your own." I muttered. I saw Elena stare off into space as she remembered. "Might as well join you in memory lane."
You see, back in second grade, I was the new kid, and was bullied for my eyes. They are a pretty purple color, like a blue violet. Well, Caroline was the one making fun of me, she told me that I had been wearing contacts and she had said I was a freak.
"My name is Elena." A little voice jarred me out of my own thoughts. I looked up and noticed the most pretty girl on the playground. She had brown hair, brown eyes, and stood just a little taller than me. She was a darker skin color, and thin, really thin. I noticed she was holding out her hand for me to shake.
"I'm Natalie." I said shaking her hand. We both smiled and she sat down on the concrete next to me, still holding my hand. "
"Your eyes are really pretty." she commented. I turned to her in amazement and she just smiled. I gulped and looked to the ground. "Do you want to be friends?"
"You'd be friends with the weirdo?" I asked, looking up at her with hope clear in my eyes.
"If we were friends, you'd be my weirdo! I claim you!" She said looking directly into my eyes. I grinned and nodded.
"can I claim you as something to me?" I ask. Elena nodded and smiled, showing her perfectly white teeth. "I claim you as my cheerleader!" I say. We both sat there for the rest of recess and that night I told my parents I had a new friend!
I came around to see Mike snapping his fingers in my face. I blinked at him and then remembered what happened. "I swear to you I will watch for your coffee next time!" I say looking him in the eyes. He grinned and scooped me up. (I will tell you people now: Mike and I are not in a relationship, He's gay.) If you can believe it, the rest of the day went by pretty fast, and at the end of the day I was left to my own devices, which meant I was heading to the graveyard. The graveyard is my favorite place in the world, it's peaceful and really quiet.
I headed down the path and stopped at stopped at a few gravestones that actually meant something to me, My mom's and my little brother's. They died in a car accident a few years ago, leaving me and my father. He tries his hardest, but it's difficult. He's become an alcoholic, he doesn't beat me, but he still gets into rages. He says he would never hurt me, ever.
I sit and just stare at the two cold stones. "I miss you guys." I say. I wait for an answer, but no one talks back. I sit there for a good hour before the air turns frigid and a fog starts rolling in. I look round and decide it's time to leave, I kiss my hand and place it on my mom's stone, then do the same to my brother's. I smile at them before grabbing my purse and walking away. I turned and gave them one last look, not noticing the man staring at me through the fog.
