A Forbidden Love
Chapter three: High Hopes
Date: Monday February 28th
LPOV (Elizabeth's POV)
You can get blemishes from wearing make-up. Like pimples, I hated pimples. Though I'd never actually had a pimple before… ever, not one day in my 17years.
This morning I woke up with two. Two pimples. They were huge; I sure wasn't going to go to school today with these hideous things on my face. And I certainly wasn't going to let Olivia or Samara put make-up on me ever again.
That though was quickly discarded when I heard two high pitched squeals and loud thumping feet running down the hall way. I groaned.
My life was a living hell.
"Guess what it's time for!" My sister beamed. I didn't look up at her, Instead I buried my face further into my pillow, she was going to be the death of me, that's for sure.
Someone poked me hard in the ribs, making me jerk in an unnatural way "Get up sleepy head" Samara whispered "Time for you to get ready for school"
"Does that mean you're going to let me wear my tracksuit pants and a sweater?"
"God no" She scoffed "This is project 'help Lizzy get Christian' there's no way that's going to happen if you are wearing tracksuit pants and a sweater" I could imagine that she scrunched up her face at even the thought of my clothing choice.
I gripped my comforter tightly in my hands and peaked out from where I had buried my head in the pillow "What if he likes me, for me?" I asked "I shouldn't have to change for someone to like me"
And, as predicted, Olivia grabbed my comforter trying to pull it off me… I failed to stop her miserably.
Huffing, I crossed my arms over my chest as Samara sat down next to me, putting her warm hand on my arm "How about this, No heavy make-up and no extravagantly high, high heels. But can you at least make an effort? You really only need to enhance your natural beauty a little bit. And we're only trying to help you"
I rolled my eyes at her and climbed out of bed "Only a small amount" I warned, pointing a finger at them, they both eagerly nodded their heads "What are you doing her anyway, Samara?"
"Did you really think I was going to miss out on this? I got mom to drop me off here earlier" She told me with wide eyes, as if I'd just asked the most ridiculous question ever.
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"Good luck!" Sam and Liv called as they left me standing at the entrance of our school.
I felt like I was going to start hyperventilating at any moment.
They had spent a good hour and a half on my hair and make-up, so much so that we actually missed out on breakfast. Which smelt delicious by the way, chocolate chip pancakes. My mom makes the best chocolate chip pancakes.
The fact that I'd missed out on having some for breakfast made me hate my sister that little bit more.
Mom had laughed at me when I stuck out my bottom lip and she'd promised to make some for desert tonight. That slightly brightened my mood.
Walking through the school I suddenly felt a little awkward, Sam and Liv had dressed me in a pair of black skinny jeans, that had been sitting in my cupboard for 6 months (and I'd had no intentions of ever wearing them), and a 'cold ' shoulder, black and grey striped top. Not something I would usually pick out for myself, but I had to admit I felt kind of pretty in an awkward kind of way.
Awkward, because I suddenly noticed that people were looking at me.
I kept my head low and kept heading toward my locker. If I act as if the attention doesn't bother me, perhaps people will stop staring at me.
Nope, not a chance in hell. They were still staring by the time I had made it to lunch.
Christian and Cindy were already at our lunch table in the cafeteria. I hadn't seen either of them all morning, so I was not going to see Christian's reaction to my, err 'transformation'.
"Hey guys" I said as I took a seat opposite Cindy, and next to Christian.
"Wow Liv" Cindy said, eyeing me from head to toe. I had to fight the urge to fidget under her gaze, that didn't look all that happy to see me dress like this "Nice, uh... Outfit"
I blushed "Thank you"
Christian nudged me "You look wonderful" He told me, I met his eyes and smiled at him. We may have locked gazes longer than necessary, but I didn't mind.
I suddenly had the urge to dig for info about the party.
Or, more specifically, anything that may have happened at the party. Say, between Cindy and Christian.
But, the fact that they were not sitting next to each other, they weren't holding hands and Christian was staring at me, rather than her, helped me contain my bombarding questions.
I felt a little flutter of joy.
CPOV (Connor POV)
Alicia tried to apologise to me today, and I had ignored her.
For some unknown reason that seemed to have lifted a weight of my shoulders that I didn't realise was there. I was finally getting over her. Slowly, but surely.
"Connor!" Looking over my shoulder I saw Cara waving me over. She was standing in the lunch line.
"Hey" She said, smiling up at me
"Hi" I laughed, why did this feel so awkward?
"Connor, I – "
"I don't get why you are ignoring me, but I'd really like it if you would just stop for one minu- Oh, hey Cara" Alicia had rudely walked over and grabbed my arm, but frozen when she realised that Cara was standing there. The tension in the air seemed to have grown thicker, I rubbed my neck. I hated thick air.
"Hey Lish"
Beyond awkward I amended my earlier thought "Go away, Alicia"
"But I need to talk to you!" She almost yelled, I gave her a pointed look, trying to tell her to shut the hell up and not make a scene.
"I don't care" I told her "You never gave me the time of day when I wanted to talk to you, and I wasn't nearly as nasty as you were to me. Now do me a favour and leave me the hell alone"
She huffed, and stomped her foot on the ground, muttering something about Harley and manliness as she left. Choosing not to make a scene, which I was thankful for, but she had also left me with the feeling that she wasn't done trying to talk to me.
Who cares I thought She can try all she likes. I'm done.
I turned back to Cara and smiled again "As you were saying"
"Oh, I uh.. I was going to say sorry… again, you know? For Saturday night, I feel awful dragging yo-"
"Enough" I told her, holding up my hand, she frowned at me "You have nothing to be sorry about, Like I said Saturday night, if you ever need help just ask and I'll do it"
She gave me a huge smile and lightly touched my arm "I had a fight with Alicia last night" Her smile disappeared and her eyes looked sad "I told her she was a rude bitch.. To you, and even me. I told her I didn't want to be friends with someone who treated people like that" She told me, whispering the last part.
I frowned and couldn't shake the feeling that she had made that choice more for my benefit then her own "Don't let my problems with Alicia ruin your friendship with her"
Shaking her head, she replied "It's not just your problems; you forget that I hung out with her every day. I see her bitchy side all the time and well.. the things she says about everyone…" She shook her head "Let's just say it's been building up for a while and Saturday night was breaking point"
And so, the rest of the day went something similar to that, I ignored Alicia's attempts at trying to talk to me and I enjoyed spending my last couple of classes with Cara, we played a game called 21 questions when the teacher had given us a free period due to some emergency he had to attend to. Oh well, I wasn't going to complain.
"Favourite colour?" She asked
I scoffed "Come on, seriously? That's so original, can't you come up with something better than that?"
She laughed and shrugged her shoulders "I'm interested" She informed me.
"Fine, it's orange"
"Orange?" She asked, scrunching up her nose
I laughed "Yes" I also didn't miss the glare that Alicia had given us from her seat across the room "My turn, Do you still have feelings for an ex?"
My question must have surprised her because she raised an eye brow at me, then blushed and started clicking her pen "I Uh, I've never had a boyfriend before"
She what?
"Huh?"
She bit her lip and looked up at me God that was cute "Do you think I'm repulsive?" She asked
"What? Why on ear – are you kidding me?" She shook her head "It's not a bad thing that you've never been with anyone, but if you don't mind my asking, why haven't you had a boyfriend?"
"I don't know" She admitted "I guess I just haven't felt like I need to be attached to anyone, that and I haven't found anyone that interests me all that much"
I nodded my head and she gave me a small smile "I think that's kind of cute" I told her, she laughed loudly and playfully hit my arm.
"My turn" She told me, she took a deep breath to try and steady her laughter "What is your ideal girl" she looked away as if she were shy to have asked that.
"Someone sweet and caring… Someone who can make me laugh, someone who is motivated and random… I don't know" I admitted "I've never given it much thought.
She tilted her head "What about looks?"
Now that, I had a decent answer for "I don't care about looks, it's what's on the inside that counts"
The smile she gave me was worth more than a million dollars.
OPOV (Olivia's POV)
"And then what do propose we do Edward?" I head my mother screech, they had been fighting for the last ten minutes. About what, was beyond me.
Their yells because soft whispers and I knew they were on the verge of making up, it's how it always happened. They fought then five minutes later they were making up.
Once I was sure the coast was clear I ran downstairs, my dad was holding my mom in the kitchen, they looked so cute… but I wouldn't let them know that's what I thought.
"Ew, really? Can you perhaps do that somewhere else… You're going to destroy dinner"
My mother laughed, and daddy rolled his eyes "We were just hugging, kiddo" He reached over and pulled me into his side and kissed the top of my head. He made me feel really short.
"How long till dinners ready?"
"Twenty minutes" Mom replied, she pulled herself away from dad and stirred whatever was in the pot, it smelt really good though.
"I was just wondering if Shane could come over again for dinner tomorrow night?"
"He was just here on Fr-"
"Of course he can, honey" I smiled at my mother, and poked my tongue out at my dad.
"Well, if you two are going to be so persistent on this and not let me get a word in, why don't you invite his mother and father over as well? I'd like to get to know his parents if you're getting serious with him"
"Dad!" I yelled, hitting his arm "Shane and I are just friends, for now. Besides, I hardly know the boy yet"
"Invite them" He told me.
I could feel my face growing red. I didn't want his parents here… I wanted to spend time with him. Hell I didn't even want my own parents here "Can I go out for dinner with him tomorrow night instead?" I asked, deciding to try my luck.
"No"
"Edward"
"What? She's only 14 years old"
"What's your point? Do you remember when we were 14 years old?"
"Yes, I do"
Watching them argue was like watching a tennis match.
"Then.. You also remember how hard it was to get my father to let you take me out, which means you should remember how heartbreaking that was for you"
"Well, yes but I st-"
"Edward"
He sighed and his shoulder slumped "I still want to meet his parents, they can come in for coffee tomorrow before you leave for your date"
I jumped up and down, glad that he had agreed. And, at this point I would take anything I could get "I'll go call and ask now"
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A/N Crappy place to end the chapter, but you'll see why soon.
The story should start picking up shortly.
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