a/n: it's short, I know. I have a question. Would you prefer scene by scene chapter play, or longer chapters that have a few scenes in them?
During lunch I sit in a secluded part of a hallway, by myself. I'm leaning against my locker as I write my letter for English.I have a twisted
little smile on my face as I write a letter to Ms. Dawes, on my frustrations of being called too wordy, and how I thought she was oh, so wrong.
English teachers loved a debate,and I loved the controversy.
I finish my letter as the first bell rings, and watch students as they walk to their classes, my eyes scanning for someone...-ah! There she is.
I got up and strolled over to Clare, deciding against questioning why I found myself looking for her. "Hey, Clare." I gave her my favorite smirk when she turned
around in surprise.
"Oh, hi" She looked flustered, to my delight.
My smirk widened into a grin. "Eli, you know. English partner?" Her eyes flashes with irritation. "I know that, I was just...caught off guard." "And why's that?" I teased,
leaning against the locker next to her. I locked eyes with her, and against felt that chemistry, the electricity sparkle between us. My heart starts beating faster, but I ignore it.
"well?" Clare looked like she was in a daze. She jerked her eyes away from mine.
"You just don't seem like the type. I figured I'd have to track you down to get any work done."
Ouch. "Haven't you heard not to judge a book by it's cover?" I joked, smiling at her. She flushed and looked down.
"I'm sorry, I guess that was a pretty big judgment on my part."
"No worries. So, do you wanna meet up after school to...work on our assignments?" I lowered my voice a little, trying to play off seductive Eli now.I loved her expressions.
She stared at me, searching my face for something. Maybe sincerity? She must have decided I meant what I said because then she frowned slightly, in disappointment.
"I can't. Not today." There was almost a bitter edge to her voice. A hardening in her clear blue eyes that didn't seem to belong there. Something pulled down on my heart.
But I'm not going to push this issue yet.
"Oh. well... I guess we'll just have to review each others works before class tomorrow." I give her a cocky grin, and lock eyes with her again. This is becoming addicting.
She flushed slightly but then, unexpectedly, smirked. She stared into my eyes, making my heart do gymnastics in my throat.
"Guess we will."
and with that, she walked away. I could have imagined it, but I swear I heard her chuckle at the fact she had thrown my words back at me.
I guess I'm not the only one who likes this game. I smiled and walked to my class, suddenly eager for tomorrow.