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I won!
If you don't know what I'm talking about.. go back and read the previous chapter silly :D
So this is Chapter Eight... Thinking about starting a new story because I'm stuck on this one :P
I don't really think I like this one :P any one have any suggestions on how it could be better? Criticism is welcomed if you want to yell at my mistakes :D just no apple liquorice for you... jks...
Sooo... ENJOY!
Maybe I was crazy, maybe I wasn't. Nope, pretty sure I've reached psycho... But I could have sworn Embry was hiding something, it had to do with Paul, because he came up when we discussed it, but what I'm doing now to find out the truth could probably get me in some serious trouble. But then again, when have I ever been afraid of getting caught?
I waited and made sure everyone in the house was asleep before I snuck into my brother's room to dig around for some sort of evidence to what the secret was. Okay, where is usually a good hiding spot? Behind a frame is good, that's where I keep my diary... but Paul had no hanging frames... Next would be in a drawer no one looks... like and underwear drawer, I looked through each drawer as silently as possible, and found nothing. Where else? Under the mattress... How could I move him without waking him? Sigh. Hopefully he sleeps like a log. I quickly attempted to lift his mattress as gently as possible, but HOLY CRAP this boy was heavy! I nearly collapsed under his weight, I stuck my head underneath the mattress and attempted to feel around for anything. Nope, nothing. Not only was that a waste of time, but I very well may have broken something. I sighed and sat in his desk chair thinking about where else he would be hiding something... Then it hit me! Maybe it was under his pillow! I studied his position on the bed, face smashed against the pillow, legs hanging off the edge, arms covering his face, like his was a boxer defending himself and snores that could put a chainsaw to shame. I walked over and tried to carefully lift his pillow, Paul began to stir.
"Huh? What?" He groaned rolling over and whacking me in the face, I fell to the ground rubbing my head.
"Ow." I mouthed.
But unfortunately, that was just the beginning, Paul rolled off of his bed and crushed me. Boy did it knock the breath out of me! I grunted in pain.
"Paul," I mumbled.
No answer.
"Paul, please,"
He just twitched.
"Paul!" I cried.
No movement.
"PAUL!" I screamed as loud as I could, I saw his eyes snap open and look around cautiously. He focused on me and looked confused.
"Syeira? What are you doing?"
"Getting... crushed..." I groaned in pain. Suddenly his weight was removed and I was breathing properly again. "Sweet Jesus," I sighed.
"What the hell are you doing?" Paul asked me furiously.
"I, uh, wanted to..." I scanned my head for an excuse. "Talk to you." Shit. Bad idea.
"Talk?" he asked sceptically.
"Sorry, didn't know I couldn't talk to you." Please drop it. Please drop it.
He rubbed his eyes and scratched the back of his head. "Alright, what about?"
SHIT. "Umm," crap, crap, crap. "I, um, about, well, see today, Emb-," I was cut off by a loud howl in the distance.
"Is it alright if we talk later? It's a good thing you woke me up, I forgot I had a shift tonight."
THANK YOU JESUS. "Uh, yeah, sure." I quickly left the room and collapsed onto my bed. Holy shit that was close.
The next day, I decided to get more information out of Embry. I couldn't do that in front of Paul at school, so I was going to have to trick him into jigging school with me. I'd get him alone and ask him questions. So I met him at his friend Jacob's car in the school lot first thing.
"Hey," I smiled at him.
"Hello there," he grinned before pecking me on the lips. "Ready for school?"
I looked up at him from under my eyelashes and slightly pouted my lips. "Actually can I talk to you alone for a sec?"
He looked taken back and worried. "Yeah, sure, come on." We took me to a low brick wall still within the school lot but his friends weren't within hearing range. He sat down next to me and smiled. "What's up?"
"I was wondering if you could cover for me today." Ask why, ask why, come on.
"Why?" he asked.
"I don't really feel like going to school today, to be honest, it's over rated, besides, school really does suck."
"Skipping school is stupid." Embry laughed.
"Well someone great once told me to be old and wise, first you have to be young and stupid, so this is me being young and stupid." I shrugged. Then flashed him my trademark sexy grin. "It'll be so cool if you came with," then I looked at him sadly. "But I don't want to corrupt your innocence or anything, your mum would think I'm a bad influence."
He laughed. "Come on, let's go to the beach."
"Yay." I smiled swinging my other leg over the wall and jumping off catching the branch below and swinging, Embry followed behind me and looked up at me.
"Come on down Tarzan." He laughed again.
I let go of the branch and Embry caught me holding me up, he moved me to his back giving me a piggy back ride and walked to the beach.
"So what brought on the sudden jigging thing?" Embry asked me while playing with my hair, I lay down against his lap with him sitting on some driftwood.
"I don't know," I sighed. "Life's too short?" I laughed. "You only live once, why not make it worth it?"
"True, true." Embry agreed. "So, do you mind if I ask you some other questions?"
"I don't think I can answer them all, some are too difficult to talk about, others, they're more like get your nose out of my business."
"I promise to try and not be too pushy."
I smiled. "Shoot." When he's done, I'll start.
"Okay, something easy..." he said thinking about it. "What do you miss the most about Australia?"
"Hmm..." that was a tough one, what did I miss? "My friends mostly, we were such idiots," I laughed at the memories then sighed sadly.
"What are some of the stuff you guys did?"
I coughed. "Next question please."
He grinned. "What is your deepest darkest secret?"
I froze. I knew he could see my reaction on my face, but he still waited for my answer. I could not tell him or anyone my deepest darkest secret, it was painful, I hadn't thought of it in ages, I always enjoyed forcing it out of my mind. "Next question." I said in a small voice.
He looked very worried. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to upset you."
I took one of his hands in mine and intertwined our fingers together. "Do you believe in happiness?" I asked him.
He grinned. "I didn't really, not until I met you."
I laughed. "Sounds a bit much for my tastes, just really old fashioned or whatever."
He shrugged. "Doesn't change the fact that it's true."
"You make everything sound so easy," I sighed, annoyed. "Life can't make everything perfect, if everything was perfect, people would have to shoot each other for some fun."
"There's only one thing I think is perfect in this world,"
"What's that?" I smiled at him.
"You." With that, he slightly pulled me up and put his lips against mine, I went with him, the way Embry made me feel scared me a lot, but as terrifying as it was, I loved it. A part of me yelled for me to scream and run away, to run from every shred of happiness I had in just kissing Embry. The other part told me never to leave this spot, to never leave this town, this life, just to stay here and be happy forever with Embry. Unfortunately nothing could stay perfect for long, sooner or later some problem or issue will get me and bring me down, this is why I'm so afraid of anything good. Whenever something good happens to be, I get scared because something bad always happens after. Before I knew it I felt the some grass against my back and I was crying, Embry looked at me through scared eyes.
"What's wrong?"
I shot up pushing Embry away and holding my head. "I can't do this, you have no idea how hard it is," I cried, the tears wouldn't stop, I started walking towards my house through the loads of trees, eventually I had to stop to breathe, I heard Embry following after me and calling my name, then warm arms were around me, pulling me up.
"Hey, shh, come one Syeira, don't cry," Paul whispered against my hair. What was he doing here? That didn't really matter, right now, I simply didn't care about anyone or anything. I hated my life. I hated living in constant fear. I hated myself. I wanted to die.
DOOONE...
Guess I better go do my homework... IT'S TOO MUCH WORK! Two five hundred word essay's, one on overcoming adversity and the other on the Australian Political system, a one minute commercial for Australian Tourism. Research task on the Daintree rainforest, animation for digital media... Photoshop surrealist image, Drama script... PLUS I HAVE TO STUDY TWO LOOOOOOONG CHAPTERS IN MY MATH BOOK. Because I'm in F class... The lowest... *stands for fabulous failures ;)* ANYWAYYS
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