Grand
Chapter 3
7 Months Later
Written By Natalie Gradillas
7 months ago, I lost the love of my life. Still, the pain empowers me but I've gotten stronger since. People tell me that I've had build a brick wall around my heart in hopes of never feeling the same pain again. Brooke is the only one who has dug under my wall. She is the only one that I truly trust.
Teachers and everyone else has treated me so differently ever since Nathan's death. It's like they think I am too fragile or something, it's not like I'm going to break down crying. I wish people would stop staing at me like as if I'm a art piece in an museum, also I hear what people say about me they act like I can't hear but I hear them perfectly fine.
I have beg my mom to consider homeschooling but it's cost alot. So I guess that's out of the picture. I hope one day everyone will stop staring at me, yeah that will be the day.
I hear my alram go off as my eyes begin to open, all of a sudden I feel like today is going to be a different day like those people would stop staring at me. I sigh, that is never going to happen so I shake the little hope I had left as I get ready for school.
As I decended down stairs, I hear someone in my fridge, it couldn't be my mom she goes to work early, neither my dad, he left a long ago, not likely he would be in the fridge, I would like to push him in one. Also it can't be Brooke, because if it was I would hear the blender on and the freezer open also the smoke alram. So, can't be her, so who the hell is in my house??
Fear should be tingling in my body but it's not, excitement is. Which is weird, I'm usually a scardy cat around things, I wouldn''t even see the movie Hocus Pocus without trembling out of fright. I don't know know why it's a dam Disney movie, maybe beacuse Sarah Jessica Parker is in it, she kind of scares me, its something about her face.
I see a shadow dance around the wall in front of the kitchen. Why am I not scared? I feel like I should be but something is holding that emotion back. I hear the fridge shut then a frying pan in action, is someone making breakfast? I start to smell bacon and eggs in the air.
Okay, now I'm hungry and excited.
Seriously, who is in this dam house?
I finally get to the kitchen entrance, I peek through the entrance, a guy is standing over the stove with a frying pan in hand and spatula in the other. All of a sudden a feeling of crush beginning starts to form. He has brown waving hair that is kind of skaterish also he is extremely tall. I can see muscles in his legs, that crush is growing stronger. Hold on, why in the world is this guy here?
I open my mouth to say something but he seems to somehow hear me. He turns around, his face makes the crush grow even stronger. He is bueatiful, looks like a angel sculpted face. He smiles at me, "Hello, your Haley, right?" Him saying my name makes me just want to jump at him right now. I smile at him then nod instead of answering, I'm pretty sure my voice is going to get squeaky especially more since I'm just smiles, why is he making this so hard.
Okay, now there is an awakard silence, should I say something? I should ask why in the world he is even doing here. But, I'm afraid that if I do, he will leave and I dont want that.
"Hey, I don't want to be rude but what are you doing here?" I thought I didn't want that, I somehow have no control over my mouth, that sounds kind of wrong, okay mind out of the gutter.
He just chuckles, oh god, oh that chuckle.
"Yeah, I should have mention that before. Well, I'm you mom's friends son and my parents are not here, so I'm staying here for a bit." Did my mom tell me something about this? I really dont remember, I usually go to my little world. Hold on, does my mom even have friends, don't remember her mentioning any. Man, I should start listening to her while we have dinner.
"So, you hungry? I made breakfast." I look at the food on the stove and see my favorite.
"Sure, it's my favorite." He laughs this time and flips his hair out of his eyes, oh my gosh, his eyes are so bueatiful, they are so deep and shiny. Those brown eyes are so clear and pretty. I must have been standing there for awhile since I hear him ask me, "Hey, Haley are you okay?" I turn to where I heard his voice and he is all ready sitting down, man how long was I day dreaming about his eyes, smile and laugh?
"Yeah, just trying to remember if my mother ever mention your name." I wasn't even thinking that, but now I am. What is this cuties name? Or should I say hottie or hunk? What word can I use to describe him?
I look up at him as I sit down in front of him, he is smiling, seriouly how can he be this physically charming?
"Well, my name is Sam." Sam? I guess that's a good name for a hunk like him.
"So, how have I ever seen you before today?" He chuckles then responds as if he is choosing his words carefully.
"Well, I don't think so. I just moved here 7 months ago and well, I did see you at the beach party..." His eyes seems to get misty after he didn't finish his response, so, he has heard of the drive-by.
Nathan, I can't believe it, during this whole time I was talking to Sam, I didn't once think about Nathan. Images of him pass by, his charming smile and scruffy black hair. Those bueatiful eyes against his pale skin. He somethimes reminds me of a vampire because of that skin. I always did beg him to get a tan, never seems to work. He always runs at the beach, and this town is extremely sunny. Oh, Nathan, why did this have to happen to you. Why, even after our first kiss?
I feel strong arms around me, I look up and see Sam hugging me, I feel my cheeks are wet, I must've been crying. I hug him back and at the touch of his skin against mine, I feel a spark go between us, but I immediately forget it as Nathan's expression pops in my face. The look in his eyes as the light fades, the life draining out of him as the bullet piered him. Why are people so cruel? Never once heard of a drive by go through the beach. That innciendt did get a lot news coverage, those fucken reporters they always made up a stories about him, like this was a love triangle. Yeah, right the only guy I will always love is Nathan.
There's no exception for Sam, why would I leave my guard down around him, he's just another of those guys that will have sex with girls then won't call back. I know I'm judging way too early before knowing him but I don't ever want to get close to him, or any other guy for that matter.
No one can ever replace Nathan, he is and will always be one of a kind. Just the fact that I was checking Sam out makes me feel feel guilty and even more gulity that I forgot all about Nathan while I was talking to this player, pimp, whatever he is.
My eyes glance at the clock, oh, shit I'm going to be late. I get out of grip and ignore his hurt expression, "Bye, I have to go to school." Sam grabs my shoulder, what does he want now? "Hayley, we go to the same achool, so I'm taking you to school." Oh, really? Nathan is the only one to drive me to school, not including the bus. "It's okay, I'm taking the bus." He tries to not smile, why is this guy so smiley? "Haley, your mom won't like it if you don't get a ride with me." Oh, really? He's a snitch guy, oh what a goody-good.
I can already tell that me and him are so not going to get along.