Woo! Remedy yet again didn't find much time to write. Blah, being a senior seriously sucks! xD And getting a job and all the other icky stuff related to growing up. Ah well, writing will always be here.(:
It had been almost two weeks since the park incident. He hadn't talked to me about it and I was back to following James around. I figured it was just something we couldn't have. Or that I just overanalyzed it. We weren't that couple. We weren't supposed to fall in love. My life wasn't like the movies.
My eyes scanned the garden in front of me as I chewed on my taffy. I wanted to draw again at lunch but I couldn't find any inspiration.
"You'll ruin your teeth if you keep eating that stuff," My little brother's voice came from my left. I turned to see him leaning against the door frame across the path.
"Shuddup," I mumbled while I swallowed the piece I had in my mouth and took the wrapper off another, "I can eat whatever I want."
"He's gotten under your skin, has he?" He walked to sit next to me in the dirt, "Is it James or..?"
"Or," I sighed, placing my pencil down on the blank canvas, "He won't even talk to me about it Jimmy. Am I just supposed to forget it happened?"
"He needs time, 'Stella," I watched him lean his head against the brick wall behind us, it was fencing the garden in.
"No, he needs to talk."
"Yo, Jimmy!" I heard one of his friends Mike coming our way, "Where are ya?"
"Your posse is calling for you," I smiled a little to him, trying to cheer up.
"Out here Mike," His voice sounded happy now, but I knew he was worried. He was better at pretending than me.
"Why're you out here?" He turned the corner and walked out, looking around before spotting us, "Oh, hey Estella."
Mike was an underclassmen like Jimmy and a bit of a trouble maker. He was Jimmy's best friend though so I put up with him. He wasn't that bad of a kid actually. He just liked to seem like one because he wanted to fit in so badly. It was funny though, he tried to be the bad guy but he looked almost exactly like a mini Zac Effron.
"Hey Mike," I grinned as I started to pack up my art things, "I stole him from you this lunch bell, sorry."
"Nah, it's cool. I just wanted to make sure I could come over."
Mike came to sit down on the other side of me. He was almost like another little brother that annoyed me and made a wreck of the house. I had grown close to him in the past two years.
"I get to make you up before the costume party?" That was something I always loved doing. I was a make up artist. It was one of my favorite hobbies actually. A lot of Jimmy's friends came over before our annual costume party and before Halloween every year for me to make them into whatever they wanted. I was pretty good at it.
"Yup. A couple of us guys are actually coming over. You get to make a few zombies and zombie hunters," Mike's grin was big. He was almost as obsessed with zombies as I was.
"So that makes six different costumes this year. Hal asked for help with a secret costume, and Brook wants to be a werewolf. Matt's going as Luigi," I shook my head, "I've poisoned that poor boy's mind with old video games."
"I can't wait to see the finished pieces then. We're pretty stoked for the zombie thing. We saw you last year and couldn't wait for this one to come around since."
I made myself into a zombie rag doll last year. I scared almost every little kid that came around for candy. I loved it.
"Ah, yes, the amazing rag doll effects. This year's will top that easy."
Mike laughed and shook his head. I couldn't wait to show them.
The bell rang and Mike got up to leave, waving goodbye to us. Jimmy stayed behind as I grabbed my things and began to walk to class. His was next to mine this bell so he walked with me sometimes.
"You sure you can do all this today? I can do it if you can't," his voice was quiet. I wish he wouldn't worry so much.
"Jimmy, I'll be fine. This is what I need."
"Did you invite James?"
I stopped walking and closed my eyes, sighing. I didn't want to think of James. I wanted him gone. I couldn't find the time to get it over with though.
"You didn't. You know he's gonna be mad 'Stella. If he throws a fit I'm not letting him do anything. But I won't hit him unless he gives me reason to."
I nodded, "Thank you Jimmy. I don't want you getting in trouble for hurting him," I kissed his cheek before heading into history. This was going to be a long two bells.
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By five I had a room full of zombie hunters and zombies blaring Misfits. I was finishing Jimmy's wound on his arm while he messed with my hair.
"Stop touching it!" I laughed as I pulled away, happy with my zombie bite. He couldn't decide between the two choices so he decided on a hunter that was just bitten.
"But this curl is bothering me. Stop moving. You know my o.c.d. is horrible," He held me still while he pulled them apart a little. He didn't like them overlapping so much.
I had finished Hal and his current girlfriend's outfits - a princess and a thief. Apparently her favorite movie was Aladdin. I had also done everyone but Ben's. I hadn't finished his yet. He didn't want to dress up but I talked him into being a death eater. If it was Harry Potter, he'd let me do it.
While the boys filed out of the room to finish decorating and setting up for the party I admired myself in my closet length mirror. It covered the sliding doors that opened my closet.
My hair was in curls with glitter in them. I had contacts in to make my eyes an almost white color. I had designs and swirls going around my eyes in make up and fake sharp fangs on. I was a fairie. A more mythical, creepy looking fairie though, not one like Tinkerbell. I had tinted my exposing skin with a light purple color and had also put on elf like ears. I was barefoot with a strapless white dress that almost looked like it was made of leaves. It took forever to find one.
My mom walked in with my wings she had made for me. They were white and sparkling black, pointed at the tips.
"This was an amazing idea Estella. You look beautiful," She put them on me - she had made them attached to a thick wiring that went under my bra strap to hold them in place.
"Thanks mom. I think this is my best one yet," I smiled to show my fangs. I felt beautiful. I always did when I made myself into something else.
"It is. Brook loves her costume as well. She keeps chasing Matt around in the back."
I laughed along with her. They were so cute.
A knocking on my door made us look to our right. Ben was standing there in his Slytherin uniform, smiling lightly.
"I'll let you two be. The guests should be arriving soon, hurry up," Mom kissed my forehead before leaving, shutting the door behind her.
"I still need my dark mark," He sat on my bed, pushing his sleeves up before holding out his left arm.
I grabbed my inking pen from my dresser and sat in front of him, pulling his arm to rest on my leg as I went to work. I concentrated for a good five minutes in silence before he decided to speak again.
"Sorry I haven't come around much lately. You've been with James or Jimmy and I figured you'd need family right now."
I didn't reply to him. I couldn't speak to him. I was aggravated. Now more than ever. He decided to finally speak to me and he brought up James? Really?
"You won't talk?"
I finished my work and put the lid on my pen, placing it on my end table.
"Done," I gave him a half forced smile and stood heading towards my door.
"Estella, wait," He grabbed my arm to keep me in my place, "Don't do this."
My bracelets jingled as I pulled myself free, huffing, "Don't do what Ben? I've tried doing everything and you don't seem to want to cooperate, so I don't feel like doing anything."
He rubbed his forehead and let out a breath. I took this time to open my door and walk out, heading downstairs. He wasn't going to ruin tonight.
The downstairs was already filling up and the music was loud. Many people - students and adults alike - talked and laughed and danced. The house was alive down here. I needed that.
I quickly found Brook in the backyard where a huge bonfire was beginning to burn. The sun was setting now and it was beginning to get colder. My parents always had a bonfire so people could enjoy the outdoors too even when night came.
"You look magnificent Estella," Mrs. Mason grinned at me when she found me, "Oh my. I figured your mom was right but still, this was beyond what I imagined. You must teach me how to do this one day."
I laughed and hugged her back before nodding, "It's not that hard. It'd be easy to teach you. With your love for cosmetology, it should be fine."
She gave me a kiss on the head like my mother had done earlier before taking off with Mr. Mason. I looked around and saw more than a few happy couples. And it hurt me.