Holding Out For A Hero:
Chris:
Weeks had gone by since that night. Weeks of endless happiness and pleasure with Lena. The mere mention of her name makes my skin hum. Everyone still couldn't get over the fact that me, Christopher James Henderson, has a soul mate. Diana thought about it as relief. No longer will I have time to harrass and embarrass people.
Doug and I were walking down the hall when I saw her. Lena was standing by her locker, reaching on her toes to grab a book. Her head was tilted back, making her long hair hang even father down. And giving me a perfect view of her neck. I bid my twin good bye, and made my way over to her. For a second, I stood being her, then I playfully poked her sides. Lena jumped about five feet in the air before turning around. She scowled when she saw me, and swatted at my chest.
"Ouch, love." I said, taking her smaller hand in mine. I leaned in closer, just barely brushing my lips against hers. "Don't hurt the merchandise."
Lena smiled against my lips before pulling away. Her eyes were shining in between gold and brown. "How was your morning?"
The question came out shy. She was still getting used to the fact that she has a voice. I tried getting her to talk more, but I usually only got five to ten words. Like with me having a soul mate, everyone was suprised to hear her voice. Sally went crazy. She started hanging around her. Lena just continued to ignore her. She stayed loyal to Diana, who had become quickly attached to Lena.
"It is so much better now."
Lena looked down with a blush and smile on her face. I just shook my head, and took her hand. Together, we set off for class.
Lena POV:
I couldnt help but sigh with contemptment as Chris played with one of my curls. We were in history waiting for Mrs. Higgins to arrive. This past few weeks were pure bliss. Ever since the night we kissed, Chris has showered me with friendship and love. He met Ciara and James the morning after he stayed over. Tonights my turn. Im going to meet his parents. For the first time. Chris told me not to worry about it, but deep down my body was quivering with nerves.
"Sorry class." Mrs. Higgins came in flustered. A boy with shaggy black hair trailed confidently behind her. "This is Jake Masterson. He will be joining us for the rest of this year. Be nice."
Mrs. Higgins pointed to the seat next to mine. Jake walked towards me with a sort of cocky hop in his step. He looked at me, his black eyes meeting mine. My breath caught in my throat, and not in a good way. I something cold rush over me, like someone dragging their ice cold fingers over my face.
Jake took the seat next to me, and I sat looking straight forward. Chris sensed my discomfort and stopped playing with my hair. His hand moved to grip my hand, which was sitting on my thigh in a curled up fist. My hand relaxed so that Chris could lace our fingers. Mrs. Higgins had calmed down and begun droning on about the witching ages.
All throughout the lesson, I could feel the frozen gaze on the left side of my face.
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"Im being serious, Diana." I sighed at lunch that day. Jake had been in all three of my first classes. We even had lunch together. He didn't speak much, but he was already wooing Sally over with his "bad" boy charm. "There is something up with the new guy."
"Lena." Diana started leaning over her crossed arms on the table. "I think your just paranoid. And maybe just a little bit curious."
I blinked. "Curious?"
"Well. Hes the hot new guy. Who wouldnt be curious?" She giggled.
I shook my head at the un-Diana like behavior. "I feel like...there's something he's hiding. Something dark?"
Chris put his hand on my knee, also leaning against the table. "Diana, I think Lena is right. In first period, we were perfectly fine and then he walked in and everything became tense."
It didnt matter. No matter what we said Diana was against it. Even when Cassie and Adam tried to have a say, Diana refused to hear it. Something was up. Not in a good way.
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"Well she is sure a lot prettier than you boys described thats for sure!" Mr. Henderson chuckled. He took another gulp of wine and continued fork lifting the mashed potatoes into his mouth. I awkwardly leaned into my chair, and took another green bean.
Chris awkwardly shifted in his seat. He shot his father a warning look. "Dad."
"I was just clearly stating, Christopher, that your girlfriend is a se-"
Chris aruptly shot from his seat. "Im taking Lena upstairs."
I wanted to laugh as he pulled me from the table. He dragged me through the house. Chris's mood quickly dropped when I asked about a pink frilly room. He snapped at me to leave it alone and never ask again. We were walking down the hall when he apologized.
I walked into his room, I wanted to laugh again. It was clean. Everything was straightened, cleaned, and dusted. "Wow clean much?"
Chris chuckled and leaned against the door. I trailed my fingers over his dresser, when I accidently knocked over a trophy. Bending down, I heard a clunk. A book fell over. Book of Shadows.
"Chris...? What is this?"
Okay Im SOOOO sorry. This chapter is probably choppy and pathetic. My friend was in a car wreck and Ive been helping her. Review?
