Hello, again. I just can't get enough of Eli. Can you? Anyways... this story is highly influenced by Pierce the Veil's "Selfish Machines" album. Their lyrics are so beautiful that if you are a fan of them you will notice I use their lyrics as the titles of my chapters, but you might also find me throwing them into the story as poems. Some of the poems I use are sentimental poems that either I have written or friends have written so please be respectful and don't take them and claim them as your own. Thanks and enjoy! :]
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My heart was beating so fast that I couldn't even bring myself to look at the back of Eli's head as he lead me to the classroom. I focused in on his boots walking in front of me, not daring to look up.
"So are you not very talkative, or what?" I nearly ran into him as he stopped right in his tracks and turned to face me, getting dangerously close making me even more nervous if that was possible.
"No... uh.. I mean, I talk, of course, I just don't know what to say. I'm still getting used to being in a new school. It's never comfortable at first, right?" I decided to look at him, just in case he was getting the impression that I wanted to jack his shoes because I was staring at them so much.
It was surprising, his eyes glinted emerald green and they were so beautiful and entrancing that I didn't hear a single word he was saying.
"Hello? Adeline? Are you there?" I shook my head and couldn't help the blush creeping up on my face.
"Sorry, I zoned out. I just... liked the color of your eyes."
He smirked. God damn, how much was I going to see this smirk until I melted into a puddle?
"I like your eyes, too, Adeline. Now! We should get to class." He put his hand on my back and gently pushed me towards the classroom.
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"We have a new student with us today, Miss Adeline Moravec, please welcome her and treat her well. Now, as usual it's Thursday so that means that you must write a short poem in 10 minutes that expresses you. Whether it's obvious, or abstract, it must be personal in some way or it will have no feeling. Your ten minutes starts... now." Mrs. Kwan smiled and moved back to her desk.
This was not difficult for me. I wrote poems often. In fact, I had a whole book full. The words just seemed to flow onto the paper and before I knew it my 10 minutes was up and Mrs. Kwan had asked me to be the first to read my poem. I was, no doubt, nervous, since it was personal, but everyone was going to say something personal, so I didn't dwell on it, I just read it.
I can't take this anymore
I can't fight this war
The war just to be myself
The war to show I'm not someone else
If they would just open their eyes
What does it take to make them realize
I am the way I was intended to be
I am just me
Just me
Some play pretend to fit in some place
They wear a mask just to have a face
They live a life a total lie
That's not how I want to get by
I am the way I am
And I can't be changed
If you think different then you're deranged
My face is my own
My place is my home
I am just me.
Just me.
"Wow, thank you, Adeline. That was wonderful. Mr. Kaplan you're up next." I smiled at Mrs. Kwan and took my seat again when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to face Eli and he handed me a sheet of paper.
'That was a really good poem, Adeline. I think I can relate to it.' I smiled and clicked my pen.
'Thanks, Eli. And it's more just about being different, embracing who you really are and not being influenced by the picture of beauty that most people seem to have when everyone is really beautiful in their own way if they just let shine who they really are and aren't afraid of being that person.'
'You're pretty admirable. Hey, if you haven't met many people yet you should come eat lunch with Adam, Sav and I. It kinda sucks to eat by yourself your first day.'
'Thanks, Eli. I'll do that. ^_^'
"Eli, please recite your poem." Mrs. Kwan said, interrupting our written conversation.
"Sure, Mrs. Kwan." He grinned, standing in front of the class.
You never know what you have
Until the day you let it slip away
When it leaves you sad
And there's nothing more to say
All your life you've taken advantage
Now it's gone
Left you sitting there
Asking how will you manage?
How will you go on?
To every beginning
There lies an end
Where your left lonely and forgotten
Your heart is sore and your soul is rotten
Enjoy your silence
Enjoy your pain
You never know what you have
Until you let it slip away
It leaves you trapped at a dead end
The ever lasting end.
"Beautiful as always, Eli. You may sit." Mrs. Kwan said, about to move on to the next person when the bell range.
Eli and I both attempted to slip out the door at the same time and he merely sent me a smirk and kept going on his way. All I could think about is what it would be like to kiss him, touch him, hug him and run my fingers through his virtually perfect hair. God, I couldn't stop my heart from fluttering.
But I couldn't like Eli. I couldn't allow myself to get close and get my heart broken. Not again. Not after my mother dying, not after my father beat me and Damien after he hit rock bottom. And not after falling in love and getting your heart smashed to pieces by a sledgehammer. And no one had ever effected me so quickly. I can only imagine what would happen if someone like Elijah Goldsworthy broke my heart. I am much too unstable to even think about myself getting hurt again. My heart can't handle that anymore.
The next few classes were nothing special. The normal, boring, dull and shitty classes that I desperately wanted to skip, but there was no one to really skip with and it was my first day so I thought I would save the skipping for when I got to know my surroundings better. Before I knew it, it was lunchtime and I piled up my plate with a salad, peanut butter sandwhich on wheat bread and an apple. I wasn't kidding when I said I eat healthy and keep myself in shape. I enjoyed being thin and it took work to keep my body that way. Not to mention I am a vegan so my food choice is extremely limited.
It didn't take long to find Adam and Eli sitting at a table with Mr. President Sav Bhandari. I only knew who he was because of the morning announcements. He seemed pretty cool, his announcement amused me since it was so cheesy when he would flash the peace sign.
"Hey guys." I said shyly. I had planned a more confident approach than that, but I was very shy in most cases and Eli was still making me extremely nervous.
"Hey! Sav, this is Adeline, the girl I was telling you about." Eli said, which made me blush and I think he had planned it that way. Jerk.
"Ah, hey Adeline. How are you liking Degrassi? I love your band tee, by the way. We're all fans of Dead Hand." I let out a small sigh and happily took the open seat next to Eli. Sav seemed extremely easy going making me instantly more comfortable.
"Degrassi is not that bad. I mean, besides the girls that keep making gagging noises when they see me and the guys that whistle at me because I have some thigh showing. But other than that, I am rather enjoying the company." I grinned. "And good, I fucking love Dead Hand. I hear they're playing a show here soon."
"Yeah! I won four tickets to it and backstage passes, but my Dad wont let me go. He's a hardcore Muslim and since it's on a Monday he's not crazy about it. So we're having a contest for it after school today. Last person to have their hand on my Dad's truck wins the tickets. These two are going to try for it. You should too." Sav said, with a big beautiful smile. He did have nice teeth.
"Hell yeah, I'll do it. " Who wouldn't do that? I was positive I would win. I would do anything for those tickets.
"So, what's the deal with your food? Do you eat any real food?" Adam asked, laughing along with Sav.
"This is real food. I just choose to eat healthy and get all my most needed vitamins in since I am a vegan. So I don't eat meat or dairy product... or any animal buy product." I stabbed my fork into my spinach salad and shoveled it into my mouth. I, personally, found it to be delicious.
"You're insane!" Eli said, his eyes as big as saucers. That was most men's reaction to my eating habits but I just shrugged it off and smiled.
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3 hours, 50 minutes and 32 seconds on the clock so far and it was down to myself, Adam, Eli and a kid named Wesley Betenkamp, who Eli was currently working on scaring away by slowly spilling a bottle of water in front of him, which in no time sent him running away in fear of his bladder exploding.
It had exceeded to 5 hours and the three of us were still holding onto the truck, with no intention of moving even though I had been standing in heels.
"Okay, guys. I have an idea. I get two tickets, you both get one each and I give the other one to my brother who can drive us to the show free of charge." The two looked at eachother before glancing back at me.
"Alright, deal. Sav?" Eli looked up at him. "Give me and Adam a ticket and two over to the lovely lady who has been making her ankles bleed by standing in 4 inch heels for the passed 5 hours."
"About time you figured something out. I was seriously getting sick of waiting." Sav grinned, distributing the tickets as we agreed.
"Thanks for figuring out the ride for us. I don't think Morty would have made it all the way there." Eli smirked.
"Morty?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yup. That's what I named my hearse." I laughed, what a fitting name for a hearse.
"Well, isn't that nice. Anyway, I better get walking home. It's a ways away and my brother is probably wondering why this thing took until 8 o'clock." I smiled at Eli, still having the urge to see what those lips felt like, but I looked away quickly.
"Well, I can give you a ride home in Morty. You've already stood around for 5 hours in those things, I don't want you to come to school tomorrow with your feet all wrapped up because they bled to death." He smirked, taking my hand and dragging me off to his hearse.
"I guess I don't really get a choice." A smile spread across my lips as I jumped into the passenger seat of his beautiful vintage hearse.
And as far as Elijah Goldsworthy goes... he looks even hotter driving a hearse.