Author's Note: Dear Readers I present you the next chapter of Tiny Dancer I'm sorry it took me so long to put it up, I was severely busy in real life and didn't have much time to write. Here it is I really really hope you enjoy it, please read and review, feedback always appreciated
CH.4 Pretty Eyes
James
The alarm blaring awoke me from the familiar nightmare that's been haunting me since high school began. I felt my bare chest again, making sure I was indeed unmarked and alright.I rolled out of the bed and pulled on a tee shirt over my boxers before walking into the bathroom. My head was pounding, there were bags under my eyes, you look like hell James Diamond my reflection hissed at me, I smacked the reflective surface with my hand nearly hard enough to crack it but it didn't. Starting the cold shower I plugged the drain and let it fill with water.I slipped out of my clothes and into the tub slowly sinking down until my head was completely submerged. 1-2-3-4-5-6-7-8 and suddenly I reflexively broke the surface of the water gasping for air. Eight seconds my new record, I sighed and began to wash my hair. I got out of the shower shivering in the chill of the heatless bathroom as I dried my body and blew my hair dry with the hair dryer. I wrapped the towel around me and walked to my room where logan was still sleeping soundly in the bed across the room from mine. I flicked the light on once I had pulled my boxers on.
" Logie time to get up if you want to get in the shower" I said reaching for the concealer and foundation hidden in the back of my sock drawer in the dresser. Logan rolled sleepily from his bed " G'morning James" he yawned getting up and walking out of the bedroom still dizzy with sleep. I pulled on a white Aeropostale polo with some tan skinny jeans and a black studded belt with two leather studded bracelets on my right wrist. I sat down on the bed looking in my mirror and I began to place concealer under my eyes, going over it with a nice coating of foundation I pulled down the neckline of my shirt to dab concealer over the small narrow cuts along the inner part of my clavicle. I set it with a dabbing of face powder and pulled the neckline back up. Logan came back into the room and I looked over at him as he began to get dressed, I stowed my makeup back in it's hiding spot while his back was turned and fixed my hair once more with my lucky comb. Appearances were everything, cover your weakness with a thick coating of concealer James Diamond the mirror me whispered back. I put the mirror down on the bed and stood pulling on my black peacoat and my charcoal D & G scarf I grabbed my Louis Vuitton shoulder bag and walked to the door of the room.
" I'm going to um warm the car up" I said walking out the door and down to the Benz in front of the apartment building.
I scraped the ice from the windows and shoveled the snow from around the car. I sat down in the drivers seat and turned the key in the Ignition. The car warmed up and as the sun began to rise Logan and Carlos piled into the car and I drove to school. I met up with Kendall before third period, something was odd about him, he looked terrible, pale, clammy, I waved him over towards my locker. He walked over bags deep under his eyes.
"K-Dawg? you ok dude?" I asked Carlos prodded him in the shoulder, I looked over the locker into his dialated pupils.
" Kendall you look sick" Carlos said, " James tell him he needs to go home". I looked over at him scoping him up and down " you should call your mom, she'll come get you" I said
" naw man I'm fine" Kendall said, the voice responding emotionless.
I looked at him taking a sniff at the smell emanating from his direction purely smelling of body odor again" I didn't know you had gym second period" I added pulling out the Cuda spray from my locker and spraying Kendall down until for a moment at least I had the smell killed.
" dude, next time remember your deodorant" I said shutting my locker and turning to walk away with Carlos towards Senior Seminar on the first floor. I turned back to kendall.
" Seriously dude call your mom, you look like you have the flu" I said then we walked down the stairs Logan appearing to the other side of Carlos.
" James, Carlos, are you two completely oblivious!" Logan said loudly wiping something from his eye. " Kendall's high as a freaking kite, and whatever he's on... when he crashes it's going to be hell" Logan whispered. I laughed, I don't know what posessed me but I did. " He's fine probably caught the swine flu or something" I said.
The rest of the day it was impossible to concentrate, something's hurting Kendall, and what if I could have prevented it. I sneaked off sometime around eleventh period to the boys bathroom and hands shaking sunk down among the graffiti laden walls in a corner, I pulled open the buttons on my polo and dragged a fork I had snagged at lunch across a spot close to my collar bone, one day I'd have the courage to drag a knife across my pathetic throat. I stood up clumsily and grabbed my Louis Vuitton messenger bag from the floor walking towards math class. It'd all be over soon and I'd be free to pop a few sleeping pills and throw myself into bed. I collapsed into my chair next to the beautiful boy, stared into his pretty eyes as I settled myself in the seat he seemed to be chatting busily to the girl behind him, Kayla. Something about doing his eyebrows and makeup, ordering eyeliner from Avon, another thing about how crazy he thought some girl, the 'hoe' who started with him earlier. Then he noticed me staring,
" hi... James...Are you alright? you look like you've been through hell" he said
I looked at him, " I'm fine." I said " Tired, was up all night working on an essay for Senior Sem. I swear Mrs. McCourt's crazy as hell sometimes." I reached a hand my collarbone brushing a finger over the gash covered with a taped down tissue. I smiled at him he nodded and turned around quietly drawing out a pencil from his small coach shoulderbag. I silently turned to my work and when the bell rang I walked out behind him. We parted a little bit down the hall,and I walked to my locker listening to Logan talk about math. I looked over at Logan
" I don't really um understand this quadratic formula stuff we're doing can you stay to help me?" I asked " we can um sit in the Library or something" I said
Logan nodded " yeah sure thing James" he smiled and I closed my locker and we walked down to the Library. I signed us in and went to go sit by logan in the corner with my math stuff. We sat for a while talking a little bit, girls, movies, the usual and then we got to work...
" and then you just solve for X " Logan finished passing me the sheet of paper.
I smiled " I think I get it" I said putting the pencil to the paper and working out several of the equations.
I stood up, "hey Logan I'm going down the hall to get something to drink from the machine I'll be right back is that ok?" I said
" yeah and here, get me a bottle water too" he said handing me a dollar and some change.
I nodded " sure thing man" and walked out the back door of the library.
As I walked past the Auditorium of the school I heard something.
Music, a voice drifted towards me from the doors closest to the stage, I put my ear to the door.
Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band
Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man
Ballerina, you must have seen her dancing in the sand
And now she's in me, always with me, tiny dancer in my hand
The sound was beautiful, I smiled.
But oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near
Only you and you can hear me
When I say softly, slowly
I wondered who was inside, singing, completely acapella.
I cracked the door a bit to peek but I still couldn't see the person making the music.
Hold me closer, tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
You had a busy day today
I slipped open the door as quietly as possible, sneaking through and shutting it softly, I slipped behind the curtain staying close to the shadows on the fringes of the stage. I looked over and Tony stood in the middle of the stage, beautiful even in his school clothes the dim auditorium lights reflecting from the glitter that covered his black cat eyed eyeliner.
Hold me closer, tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
You had a busy day today
I smiled as he hit the note in all the richness of his tenor voice and suddenly impulsively began to applaud. He turned around swiftly, grabbing his bag
" who's there!" he yelled in a frightened manner putting his ipod back in his pocket stepping back towards the stairs to the stage opposite me.
" calm down it's just me" I said stepping forward into the light
" What were you doing back there?" he asked catching his breath
" I heard you in the hall, I just wanted to see who it was, you're really good you know, and I'm sorry I scared you" I said he smiled
" It's alright, and I don't think I'm that good" he said
I smiled " people always doubt their own talents" I said
" um do you want something to drink, I'm buying" I offered
he nodded " that would be nice".