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ELLIE'S DEMONS

Lonely. Hopeless. Afraid.

Amelia_Edigbe · Adolescente
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2 Chs

Chapter Two

"I like him"

Miguel says as we head out of class

I give him this bored look

"I'm going to induct him" Miguel had this glint in his eyes.

" What do you think?"

"You're the boss." I reply monotonously

By induction, Miguel meant taking the guy into joining the football team. I heard they needed new players because the school big game was coming up and everyone was pumped about it. I didn't see the excitement in it. I was going to miss it like I always do. Every year Miguel practically begs me to come for the games but I always decline and he knows I'll always decline.

"See you later b." He pulls me in for a side hug and then kisses the top of my head.

   Walking down the hall ways, I could hear some group of girls fawning over the guy... what's his name again?... Thompson right?

   Nah I can't recall

Another guy for them to throw themselves at. I shake my head and mutter.

I pass by them.

"Yo Juniper!"

That was the voice of one of Miguel's buddies, Bruce. He was calling out to someone named —Juniper?. The name doesn't ring a bell.

Bruce is the assistant Football Captain of our school.

Black curly hair

Brown beautiful skin

Beautiful eyes

Nice body

Wait—scratch out the part were I said nice body

Hehe

...but indeed he has a "nice body"

I can't believe I'm describing a guy like that.

I once had a crush on Bruce during Sophomore year. It only lasted two months and I was glad it did.

Having a crush on one of Miguel's buddies —ewww.

Those two months were torture.

I even had to hide it from Miguel that I liked Bruce Camus.

Bruce was the definition of a rebel bad boy.

Just picture it ;leather jacket, motor bike and the rest.

He is a big jerk.

Whoever Bruce was calling didn't seem to hear or the person chose to ignore him.

  " Wait up." He said walking to meet the person. He finally caught up with the person. She turned around facing him and now I could see clearly her features.

She has a strawberry blonde hair

Grey eyes

Her outfit was cute simple yet cute.

She's pretty

Very pretty

She could pass as one of Octavia's bimbos. She had her aura but I have a feeling she's quite different from them. I guess she was new here because I haven't seen her before.

Wait is she a sophomore student

Or she's in my grade

What was Principal Rodrigo thinking, admitting new intakes here? It's literally the last year of school.

She arches an eyebrow at him

" What's up Chica?" He flirts

Eww and cringe

She had this piss look on her face and Bruce didn't seem to notice because he was moving too close to her.

I can't believe I was standing, watching this little drama unfold. Guess I wasn't the only one when I looked around and saw students watching also.

"Don't. You. Know. The. Definition. Of. Personal. Space."She said word for word as Bruce kept moving dangerously closer to her.

"Playing hard to get right?"Bruce smirks

Again —cringe

"Move" she said this time shoving him hard in the chest.

Bruce eyes darkened

Uh-oh

She said something to him again but I didn't grasp it.

That seemed to aggravate Bruce the more

"Piss off." He sneered. Then he walked away.

That was definitely a bruise to Bruce's ego

        Bruise to Bruce

I repeat to myself again, laughing at my joke I didn't realise I laughed out so loud until the girl's eye landed on me.

Then she smiled at me.

I kept a poker face.

Then she started walking. Walking towards me, until we became face to face with each other.

"Juniper." She introduced

She brought out her hand for a shake but I gave her a blank stare

    Why is she speaking to me?

I was tempted to walk away like I usually do because I'm not accustomed to making friends .Especially if this one standing right in front of me is giving me this Octavia's kind of aura.

Porcelain doll look.

To my surprise I find myself saying "Eleanor."

But I didn't take her hand for a hand shake

"Cute name."she complimented

It's just a common name...yeah thanks

Then I found myself justifying Bruce's actions "He's just being...him."

Did that make sense?

And why was I justifying Bruce?

"I'm used to his kind" She chuckled "... nothing new."

" Right." I muttered.

Then she did something which made me tense.

She linked her arm with mine.

"Can you show me around?" She beamed.

"S-s-sure. My pleasure." I found myself saying.

Short chapter 🤧

It'd get better.

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