Thank you to my loyal reviewers (tweetz1 and Lynette McGregor of course!). I promise you this story is going somewhere however slow and train like it may be. And even if I haven't figured out quite where yet. And no copyright intended although I vaguely mention two characters used in the original books.
Kellan
What am I doing? That's the only thought going through my head whilst I laugh for what seems like forever. It's so easy to forget when I'm with her. But I can't forget everything I know, everything that I've been told by everyone I know. Noughts and Crosses can't mix, can't be friends, can't be together. It isn't a law, but it's common knowledge.
Why? That's another question. Why does it have to be like this? Why is she a nought? Why am I a Cross? Why, when we're so different, can we have so much in common? Why do I find her so interesting? Why am I captivated in her? These are questions that will never be answered.
I look at her. Properly look. I first look in her eyes, but I drown in the deep blue colour. Her eyes are so innocent that they actually hurt to look at. In her eyes there's such sadness. I want to make it go away, I want to make her pain end, but I don't know how. Even with the bruising and swelling, it's obvious she's still very attractive. She must think that she isn't, in a world where Crosses are always beautiful, noughts seem to think that they are not. It confuses me.
Eventually the laughter had to end. The silence was too loud, I wanted to fill it up. I wanted to say a thousand things in that one second to push out every inch of quietness from the room. I wanted to know everything about her.
"So do you always skip class or is this a one time thing? Because I could complain that you're a bad influence on me," I teased.
"Excuse me but you're skipping class too" She replied, annoyed.
Her bottom lip jutted out into a pout that I couldn't resist laughing at. It felt so easy, so natural, this laughter. It felt nice. I didn't have to force anything or pretend to be an arrogant Cross ass to be accepted. She tried to not smile, but eventually gave up. Her smile is so contagious. And her laugh is officially my new favourite sound in the world.
I don't know how long we talked for. I drifted off into our conversation, smothering myself in her voice. We talked about everything and anything we could think of. I try to commit everything to memory, so that I'll know it next time… Next what? I don't even know if there'll be a next time. Yes, I do know the answer. That's why I'm so thirsty for information. Because I know there will not be a next time. I cannot let this happen again. Or can I? I'm not doing any harm. Plenty of noughts and Crosses are friends. I've even heard about couples. But I don't know if I could do something that rebellious against my father. But then again there are those couples you hear about, like a nought and a Cross who used to go to this school, the nought boy kidnapped a Cross, raped her and got her up the duff, and then he was hanged, and it all ended pretty badly.
The bell rang. The sound rang through me, shattering my bones and my organs. I know what that sound means, it means the end of school and the end of my time with Emilia. My heart purred when I hear her name in my head. I stood up, my jaw hard and angry. Why did it have to end? I took one more look at her before I walked out of the room, my heart protesting painfully in my chest.
I didn't know if this was going to work and I didn't know if she felt the same way, but something that I know for sure is that I have to see her again. Or my heart might tear itself from my chest. I don't care about responsibilities or black and white anymore. I just care about her, only her. And I knew then that that beautiful little nought had captured my heart.