They walked through the halls hand in hand. Remy blushed madly as Bright
babbled on and on about the latest James Bond movie that he had watched
while he was on the phone wither her the night before. She looked up at
him; he didn't seem to notice the glares and the quiet whispers that
surrounded him. She could feel the shots that each cheerleader took at her
back. She liked the old way when she was invisible; but it meant not having
Bright. So she figured that with having Bright at her side, she could
overcome them.
"Abbott..." A guy with dark brown hair and a letterman's jacket like the one Remy was wearing said licking his lips and frowning at Remy. "Dude I think we should talk in private."
"Yea, sure." Bright nodded. "Lunch ok?" He said turning to Remy and quickly kissing her lips as he followed the guy into an empty classroom.
Bright closed the door behind him and frowned. "What's up Adam?" Bright nervously ran his hand through his hair.
Adam stared at him. "Ok I know you're hurting after Colin. We all are. But hooking up with...that, it's not helping. Like sure she is kind of cute, but dude, our school is packed full of cheerleaders and dancers and all the good ones."
Bright wore a blank stare on his face. "I don't care because this isn't about Colin. Colin has nothing to do with Remy and I."
"Want to bet?" Adam scoffed; his eyes looked him up and down judgingly. Bright remembered the look well, seeing he was the one who basically invented it.
Bright stepped up to him pushing him against the desk behind him. "Stay out of my business. Got it?" he growled and turned to leave.
Ephram sat at lunch across from Remy and Bright. Remy grinned and waved at someone across the cafeteria.
"Hey you guys." A sweet voice replied flowing over his shoulder.
Ephram turned around and saw Amy standing right behind him; her golden locks brushed up in a quick ponytail.
"Uh.Ephram? I asked you a question." Remy said poking him in the side making him jump.
"WHA?? Oh. Yea?"
Remy rolled her eyes. "Bright and I are going to the drive-in, I was wondering if you and Amy wanted to come." Remy winked at him.
"Sure, I'll just make sure it's ok with my dad." Ephram said nonchalantly, shrugging.
Remy waved to Amy, watching her blond hair bounce as her head weaved in and out of view. She stared at the classroom. Why didn't she beg Bright to skip wither her? She sighed and decided she would be fashionably late; walk the halls, grab a soda; no biggie.
"Hey."
Remy jumped and turned around. It was that guy who Bright was talking to earlier that day. Pretty tall, you could tell he basically lived in a gym. What was his name again?
"I'm Adam, Bright's friend. You're Remy right?" he replied almost reading her mind. He smirked and took a few steps toward her.
She looked around the empty halls and licked her lips nervously. "Yea."
He nodded and stared her in the eyes. His eyes were a smoky grey colour. "We should talk, about Bright."
"That's good, but I have to get to class, seeing I'm basically failing Science."
He grabbed her wrist tightly and roughly dragged her back toward him grabbing her other wrist with his free hand. His lips brushed her ear and his breath was hot and heavy. "Look, I don't know what you doing, but just go back with your little freak friends and leave Abbott alone, if you know what's good for you. Do you get the picture?" He growled into her ear.
Remy gritted her teeth and with all the strength she had lifted her knee causing him to yelp in pain. "How about leaving me alone." She screamed back wriggling her wrists out of his grasp and running down the halls into the classroom she should have entered in the first place.
Ephram wrote a quick note and left it on the counter and rushed out the door where Bright, Amy and Remy sat in Bright's pickup truck beeping excitedly. That is, except Remy. Ephram climbed into the back beside Amy who was giggling like mad but stared at the back of Remy's head. She was freakishly quiet.
"Good to see you made it Brown." Bright said turning around quickly but his eyes were back on the road in a snap.
"Where is Delia anyways?" Amy said looking over at him flicking her hair over her shoulder and flashing her contagious smile.
"Nina's, she didn't seem to mind."
Bright nodded in the front seat and wrapped his arm around Remy who shook it off quickly, moving her body down the seat so her hip was touching the door panel.
Bright frowned and bit his lip. "Is there something wrong?" he replied his eyes moving back and forth from the road to Remy.
Remy shook her head. "No, I'm fine." He smiled softly and placed his hand on her knee which was quickly pushed off. "I just don't want to be touched right now ok?" She whispered quietly.
Ephram had never seen her like this. Bright looked back at him; his eyes pleading for a clue, but Ephram shrugged helplessly. The truck was silent. Amy kept glancing at him asking the same question.
The truck stopped in the lot facing the big white screen, showing old snack bar commercials. Remy immediately hopped out of the truck with Ephram on her heels.
"Remy, what is going on? At lunch you and Bright were like an old sappy movie, now you guys are like. that!" He yelped pointing back at the truck.
Remy stopped in her tracks; staring at him, his deep eyes shimmering from the moonlight. "Look, I'm scared for him and me, so I figure it might be best for Bright and I taking a break."
Ephram frowned, not quite understanding anything that had slipped from her mouth. "Remy, tell me; what happened that made you so tense?"
"Ephram, it's none of your God Damn business so stop bugging me!" she yelled at him and raced into the public washroom, slamming the door behind her.
The door to the washroom squealed open. "Ew." Amy whispered looking around. She never liked the public washrooms around here; they were disgustingly dirty. "Remy? Remy, I know you're in here."
She heard a sniff and one of the stalls at the far end door opened. Remy stepped out; her eyes red and puffy and her cheeks were tearstained. "What do you want?"
"What happened? Did Bright say something or did Ephram? You know I can kick both of their asses. You can tell me." Amy said walked up to her and throwing her arm over her shoulder.
Remy bit her lip and wiped her eyes on her sleeve, she shook her head as Amy stared over at her. "No. Bright didn't do anything." She stared at her shoes. "And it definitely wasn't F."
"Then what's wrong?" Amy asked beginning to get worried.
Remy looked up at her; she eyes glistening with tears. "One of Bright's friends, he threatened me, and normally I wouldn't be scared or care, but that's what Bright's life is like and I refuse to ruin it for him." She replied blinking back the stinging tears. "He doesn't need this right now."
Amy smirked. "You do realize that if you get out of this, Bright would be more miserable if all of his friends left?" Amy giggled. "Bright doesn't care about what his friends think anymore. I think that's your fault. Come on! Let's get out of here!"
"You're just saying that because you think this place is gross." Remy laughed walking toward the door.
Amy grinned. "Only partially." She began blushing as Remy pushed open the door.
Remy shook her head. "You like Ephram; don't even try to deny it."
Ephram and Bright sat on the tailgate of the truck; their legs dangled about a half a foot off the ground. Bright looked up at the stars above him; glittering like tiny gems just out of his reach. If only wishes on stars came true. He wondered if Ephram thought the same thing.
"Bright, can we go someplace more private?" Remy said taking his hand and leading him to the cab of his truck.
Ephram looked behind him and through the glass he saw a feminine figure move over to Bright and kiss him, merging their shadows into one.
It was weird. Remy seemed so different from the girl who sat in his room when they were just in elementary school, looking at the sheet music. She seemed so different from the girl, who he first kissed, back in the sixth grade. However she wasn't different from the girl who gave him his first black eye, a few minutes after his first kiss. He shook his head. Maybe they were both different.
Amy sat beside him; her sweet perfume that was a scent all her own invaded his space. He propped himself up, with his palms down. Amy mimicked his movements making her right pinky finger intertwine with his left.
"Ok! Stop!" Bright yelped throwing his arms up in surrender. "Ok, not that I don't enjoy that, because I do, it's just that one minute you can't stand me touching you and now you're all over me."
Remy giggled; wrapping her arms around him. "Let's not talk about it."
Bright shook his head and unwrapped her arms and stared into her eyes. "No, we have to." He replied seriously.
"Let's just say I doubted you because of what someone said to me and Amy just reassured me."
Bright looked at her; she was so delicate and sweet. He licked his lips, thinking over what she had said; tasting her lip gloss.
Remy smiled and snuggled under his arm. "You understand me, and I forgot. I'm sorry."
Bright nodded and kissed the crown of her head. He was scared that one day that Remy would find out that he sometimes didn't get her. Something had gotten in his way; he just wasn't sure what.
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A/N: I wasn't quite sure how to write this chapter so I figured that I ought to get Bright's friend's views on this entire situation and I figured seeing that they didn't like Ephram, that wouldn't like Ephram's friend sooo. yea. Actually the only person who has the right to hate Remy is Bright. if you think about it. Anyways yea. review!
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"Abbott..." A guy with dark brown hair and a letterman's jacket like the one Remy was wearing said licking his lips and frowning at Remy. "Dude I think we should talk in private."
"Yea, sure." Bright nodded. "Lunch ok?" He said turning to Remy and quickly kissing her lips as he followed the guy into an empty classroom.
Bright closed the door behind him and frowned. "What's up Adam?" Bright nervously ran his hand through his hair.
Adam stared at him. "Ok I know you're hurting after Colin. We all are. But hooking up with...that, it's not helping. Like sure she is kind of cute, but dude, our school is packed full of cheerleaders and dancers and all the good ones."
Bright wore a blank stare on his face. "I don't care because this isn't about Colin. Colin has nothing to do with Remy and I."
"Want to bet?" Adam scoffed; his eyes looked him up and down judgingly. Bright remembered the look well, seeing he was the one who basically invented it.
Bright stepped up to him pushing him against the desk behind him. "Stay out of my business. Got it?" he growled and turned to leave.
Ephram sat at lunch across from Remy and Bright. Remy grinned and waved at someone across the cafeteria.
"Hey you guys." A sweet voice replied flowing over his shoulder.
Ephram turned around and saw Amy standing right behind him; her golden locks brushed up in a quick ponytail.
"Uh.Ephram? I asked you a question." Remy said poking him in the side making him jump.
"WHA?? Oh. Yea?"
Remy rolled her eyes. "Bright and I are going to the drive-in, I was wondering if you and Amy wanted to come." Remy winked at him.
"Sure, I'll just make sure it's ok with my dad." Ephram said nonchalantly, shrugging.
Remy waved to Amy, watching her blond hair bounce as her head weaved in and out of view. She stared at the classroom. Why didn't she beg Bright to skip wither her? She sighed and decided she would be fashionably late; walk the halls, grab a soda; no biggie.
"Hey."
Remy jumped and turned around. It was that guy who Bright was talking to earlier that day. Pretty tall, you could tell he basically lived in a gym. What was his name again?
"I'm Adam, Bright's friend. You're Remy right?" he replied almost reading her mind. He smirked and took a few steps toward her.
She looked around the empty halls and licked her lips nervously. "Yea."
He nodded and stared her in the eyes. His eyes were a smoky grey colour. "We should talk, about Bright."
"That's good, but I have to get to class, seeing I'm basically failing Science."
He grabbed her wrist tightly and roughly dragged her back toward him grabbing her other wrist with his free hand. His lips brushed her ear and his breath was hot and heavy. "Look, I don't know what you doing, but just go back with your little freak friends and leave Abbott alone, if you know what's good for you. Do you get the picture?" He growled into her ear.
Remy gritted her teeth and with all the strength she had lifted her knee causing him to yelp in pain. "How about leaving me alone." She screamed back wriggling her wrists out of his grasp and running down the halls into the classroom she should have entered in the first place.
Ephram wrote a quick note and left it on the counter and rushed out the door where Bright, Amy and Remy sat in Bright's pickup truck beeping excitedly. That is, except Remy. Ephram climbed into the back beside Amy who was giggling like mad but stared at the back of Remy's head. She was freakishly quiet.
"Good to see you made it Brown." Bright said turning around quickly but his eyes were back on the road in a snap.
"Where is Delia anyways?" Amy said looking over at him flicking her hair over her shoulder and flashing her contagious smile.
"Nina's, she didn't seem to mind."
Bright nodded in the front seat and wrapped his arm around Remy who shook it off quickly, moving her body down the seat so her hip was touching the door panel.
Bright frowned and bit his lip. "Is there something wrong?" he replied his eyes moving back and forth from the road to Remy.
Remy shook her head. "No, I'm fine." He smiled softly and placed his hand on her knee which was quickly pushed off. "I just don't want to be touched right now ok?" She whispered quietly.
Ephram had never seen her like this. Bright looked back at him; his eyes pleading for a clue, but Ephram shrugged helplessly. The truck was silent. Amy kept glancing at him asking the same question.
The truck stopped in the lot facing the big white screen, showing old snack bar commercials. Remy immediately hopped out of the truck with Ephram on her heels.
"Remy, what is going on? At lunch you and Bright were like an old sappy movie, now you guys are like. that!" He yelped pointing back at the truck.
Remy stopped in her tracks; staring at him, his deep eyes shimmering from the moonlight. "Look, I'm scared for him and me, so I figure it might be best for Bright and I taking a break."
Ephram frowned, not quite understanding anything that had slipped from her mouth. "Remy, tell me; what happened that made you so tense?"
"Ephram, it's none of your God Damn business so stop bugging me!" she yelled at him and raced into the public washroom, slamming the door behind her.
The door to the washroom squealed open. "Ew." Amy whispered looking around. She never liked the public washrooms around here; they were disgustingly dirty. "Remy? Remy, I know you're in here."
She heard a sniff and one of the stalls at the far end door opened. Remy stepped out; her eyes red and puffy and her cheeks were tearstained. "What do you want?"
"What happened? Did Bright say something or did Ephram? You know I can kick both of their asses. You can tell me." Amy said walked up to her and throwing her arm over her shoulder.
Remy bit her lip and wiped her eyes on her sleeve, she shook her head as Amy stared over at her. "No. Bright didn't do anything." She stared at her shoes. "And it definitely wasn't F."
"Then what's wrong?" Amy asked beginning to get worried.
Remy looked up at her; she eyes glistening with tears. "One of Bright's friends, he threatened me, and normally I wouldn't be scared or care, but that's what Bright's life is like and I refuse to ruin it for him." She replied blinking back the stinging tears. "He doesn't need this right now."
Amy smirked. "You do realize that if you get out of this, Bright would be more miserable if all of his friends left?" Amy giggled. "Bright doesn't care about what his friends think anymore. I think that's your fault. Come on! Let's get out of here!"
"You're just saying that because you think this place is gross." Remy laughed walking toward the door.
Amy grinned. "Only partially." She began blushing as Remy pushed open the door.
Remy shook her head. "You like Ephram; don't even try to deny it."
Ephram and Bright sat on the tailgate of the truck; their legs dangled about a half a foot off the ground. Bright looked up at the stars above him; glittering like tiny gems just out of his reach. If only wishes on stars came true. He wondered if Ephram thought the same thing.
"Bright, can we go someplace more private?" Remy said taking his hand and leading him to the cab of his truck.
Ephram looked behind him and through the glass he saw a feminine figure move over to Bright and kiss him, merging their shadows into one.
It was weird. Remy seemed so different from the girl who sat in his room when they were just in elementary school, looking at the sheet music. She seemed so different from the girl, who he first kissed, back in the sixth grade. However she wasn't different from the girl who gave him his first black eye, a few minutes after his first kiss. He shook his head. Maybe they were both different.
Amy sat beside him; her sweet perfume that was a scent all her own invaded his space. He propped himself up, with his palms down. Amy mimicked his movements making her right pinky finger intertwine with his left.
"Ok! Stop!" Bright yelped throwing his arms up in surrender. "Ok, not that I don't enjoy that, because I do, it's just that one minute you can't stand me touching you and now you're all over me."
Remy giggled; wrapping her arms around him. "Let's not talk about it."
Bright shook his head and unwrapped her arms and stared into her eyes. "No, we have to." He replied seriously.
"Let's just say I doubted you because of what someone said to me and Amy just reassured me."
Bright looked at her; she was so delicate and sweet. He licked his lips, thinking over what she had said; tasting her lip gloss.
Remy smiled and snuggled under his arm. "You understand me, and I forgot. I'm sorry."
Bright nodded and kissed the crown of her head. He was scared that one day that Remy would find out that he sometimes didn't get her. Something had gotten in his way; he just wasn't sure what.
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A/N: I wasn't quite sure how to write this chapter so I figured that I ought to get Bright's friend's views on this entire situation and I figured seeing that they didn't like Ephram, that wouldn't like Ephram's friend sooo. yea. Actually the only person who has the right to hate Remy is Bright. if you think about it. Anyways yea. review!
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