Come Back Here

"Gee, stop it!" Renae giggled as I shoot back and observed the sight in front of me. Gerard was trying to pick Renae up in the hallway, and it was funny as hell. You'd think that after two years of dating, she'd be used to it.

"Fag!" The shouted profanity at us made us stop and just stand there. Every day. This happened every damn day. We'd gotten used to it, it had been happening since freshmen year after all.

Renae was about to tell them to fuck off, when I heard the slam of books to the ground. I cocked my head to the right, following the noise, only to see that what we thought had been the daily bullying we were used to, was directed at a boy in all black on the ground. I found myself unable to look away as the jocks slid his notebook across the floor. I hadn't seen him before, but he seemed strangely familiar, just by his appearance.

Normally, I wouldn't do anything, because then I'd become the target--I'm not exactly loved by anyone at school besides by Gee and Renae--but I found myself walking in his direction. I wasn't comprehending what I was doing, but I couldn't stop myself. I could hear Renae and Gerard calling after me, but I kept walking forward. I had this feeling about this guy that I couldn't place. Something drew me to him, telling me I had to help him up. Now, I'm not necessarily outgoing, in fact, I'm shy as hell, but something told me that it was the right thing to do to go up to him.

When I reached him, I instantly felt my knees begin to shake. My mind was racing with a million thoughts per second and I couldn't organize them. I had no idea what I was going to say, because part of me wanted to speak and the other part wanted me to turn around and not look back. It wasn't my decision to make, though, because my subconscious had already decided for me, and before I knew it, I was on my knees, helping him pick up his things.

"Awe look, man, emo love. Isn't it fucking disgusting?" A guy by the name of Brent spat as him and his groupies laughed their little shit heads off.

I reached for the notebook that was a few feet away, right when the boy was picking up his final book. I tried blocking out the abuse heading our way as I looked up at the boy, instantly locking onto his blue eyes. They were the most beautiful things I had ever seen, and I couldn't handle it. They sent this strange feeling through me that I did not know I was capable of. I couldn't put my finger on it, but it felt like safety mixed with amazement at the blueness that filled his eyes. I could drown in them.

I went to hand over the notebook, feeling myself blushing against my pale complexion. The ghost of a smile graced his lips, but it was weak. "Don't listen to them." He whispered. At this exact moment, I knew that there was something about him that I loved, and it wasn't the aura of safety that I magically felt around him in a few seconds, or the marvel that are his eyes; it was his voice. It was comforting.

I studied his eyes, from the eyeliner he wore down to the exact color of his irises.

I barely could utter out he words, "That's what I should be telling you."

That ghost of a smile returned, only less weak. He had snake bite piercings that I adored. It took me a few seconds realize that I had actually spoken to him.

"Are you new here?" I asked. No shit, Celeste.

He nodded slightly, "Just moved here Saturday."

We took a moment to get off the ground. He towered over me, but I didn't mind, I was only five foot five after all, which is average for a girl.

I didn't think I'd be able to continue speaking, so I just shyly stood there, not speaking. He was attractive, without a doubt, and I couldn't find myself to look at him, in fear I might blush in his presence.

"What's your name?" He shyly asked.

"Oh, I'm Celeste." I said, trying to hide behind my purple hair. I have a tendency of trying to hide from others, especially if I find them attractive.

"Cool. Mine's Andy."

Andy. I like that name.

Before I could continue and possibly make a fool of myself, Renae and Gerard came over.

"Cel, we should get to lunch." Renae said. I glanced at her.

Gerard took the opportunity to introduced himself to Andy. "Hey, I'm Gerard."

"Andy."

"You should sit with us at lunch, you look kind of lost."

"Yea, I'm new."

Just then the bell ringed and passing period was over, and lunch began. Thirty minutes. I would be able to sit with Andy for thirty minutes, and it was freaking me out.

We began walking, me on the opposite side of Renae while Andy was on the way opposite side of me, talking to Gerard.

"I was just talking with Celeste." Andy said, and I could tell he glanced at me. I was grateful for my long hair, as it hid my cheeks while I blushed.

"She's pretty shy, but you'll grow to know she's actually pretty insane." Gerard joked, laughing.

Renae nudged me, "She's just afraid to talk because she must be in love with you, Andy." She laughed, resulting in Andy smiling and Gerard laughing.

Maybe this wasn't going to be too enjoyable, because I was embarrassed as hell. I know they were joking, but something about their words made me ponder the actual question in the back of my mind. Was I going to develop feelings for Andy?

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