《ginger & brunette {an Elmax ff}》Chapter 3 - Butterflies
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*A week later*
I am laying on my bed, crying. I had a fight with Billy and he hit me. I hate him so much.
Sometimes, I- I kind of wish, that something awful would happen to him, maybe he would have a car accident, he always drives so fast. I know, I shouldn't wish that. I actually feel a bit guilty about it, but as soon as he does something bad to me, I don't. It's not the first time he hit me. Mom's yelling is getting me out of my thoughts - she and Neil are fighting again. I start to sob.
I hate this life at home so much. All I ask for, is someone, who I can always talk to. My mother, neither my dad did that job.
I look around my room, my eyes catch the headphones. I take them and put them on. I'm so glad I have these, they always cheer me up, atleast a bit. I lay down on my bed. My head is spinning and I have so many random thoughts in there. This boy today, came up to me and randomly wanted to be friends with me. Actually, they. There were two dudes, called Dustin and Lucas. They've been weirdly stalking me, thinking I didn't see them, but eventually they finally decided to talk to me. So I hung with them at break. They talked about Jane. Or Eleven whatever they call her. Apparently she has superpowers. Losers, they really think I'd believe that? Meh. But come on, Jane. She's pretty as fuck. Wait, how the fuck did that get in my head?! Well... I like the thought of her, so I think further of Jane. She was so shy when we talked the other day. So overwhelmed with these books. Sweet. I went up to her, because I knew how she looked and I wanted to meet this "El". Lucas and Dustin described her. I think Jane's hair is so damn pretty. It's slightly curled and hazelnut brown, like her eyes. Wait- what. Why did I remember that. I can't have a crush on my first day. Crush?? What? Oh my god my head is so fucked up. I'm tired as hell, after crying a lot I'm always very tired, my eyes just get so heavy and...
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I wake up in shock. I'm sitting straight up in my bed, sweating like hell. I had another nightmare. I must have fallen asleep, when I thought about ..? What again? Meh, I think it was just crying. I take a deep breath and wipe the sweat off my face. I look at my clock and it shows me, that it's 3.47 in the morning. I sigh again and get up, almost not seeing anything and pulling off my clothes. I try to reach a pair of shorts. I'll sleep in these and my bra, because it's hot in my room and I'm sweaty. I lay down again and try to get atleast a bit "normal" sleep, before I got to get up in 4 hours or something.
"Wake up sweets", Joyce whispers, "it's time for school", she adds and strokes my forehead softly. I open my eyes. The first thing I see, is a smiling Joyce. "Eggos are already ready, so be quick if you want them hot.", she says as she leaves. "Thanks Joyce", I reply very sleepy. But she did make me smile. I'm very grateful for her.
I get up, pull on jeans, even though they're to wide for me and an oversized shirt. With a checked pattern. I don't like my clothes much, to be honest. The most of them are Jonathan's and Joyce's old stuff. I brush my hair quickly and go downstairs, where my favourite Eggos are waiting for me to eat them. Eggos are just the best, I love them. I hear steps, so that must be Will. "Morning El", he says. "Mhornihhfhg", I mumble, my mouth full with Eggos. "Uh yeah. Mike's coming over today. We'll hang out, without you smootching each other's faces off, is that alright?", he adds. I swallow my big bite and almost choke. "Since when are you so rude?", I ask. "Uh- was that rude? I'm sorry...", he apologizes. "Well fine I guess", I answer him. I finish my Eggos, put on my worn out Converse and go outside. I sit on the stairs, 'cuz I'm early and Argyle's not here yet. Wait, I'm going to see Max today again! She was so nice last week... I want to become closer with her. So that's my mission today, I guess. But maybe she wouldn't want to be friends with me..? I mean I always get 'bullied' and maybe she wants to bully me too..? Maybe she'll become friends with Angela. That hurts to think.
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"Eyoo dudeee", Argyle shouts. I didn't notice his car. "You gonna come in or not", he says."Yea uh of course...", I nod slowly and go inside of his truck.
As we arrive, Mike is already waiting for me. Or Will I don't know. I open the door and go up to him.
I open the door of Billy's car, get out and slam it. "For fucks sake Maxine! DON'T SLAM THE FREAKING DOOR!", he yells after me. I ignore him. My mood is already fucked up, but I now also see, that Jane is kissing again some dude, near a random pizza truck. It's not the first time, that I see this. I wonder who he is, or if he's even good enough for this little brunette girl. He is ugly. I'd look better there. What the fuck, no I didn't just think that. No way. But I don't know why it upsets me so much that they are slobbing faces. Meh. I slap myself to wake up and go to my chemics class. Wait I got to go get my books. Ugh. I turn to the lockers.
A bit later I enter Mr Clarke's classroom. Jane catches my eye first. She's sitting there, all alone, by her double table. Damn she looks sweet in that oversized shirt. I want to sit next to her.. fuck she looks at me. And she smiles.
Butterflies.
WHAT?! HELP ME. SHE'S FREAKING STRAIGHT OKAY MAX-
You know what, I'd rather do not sit beside her; aren't I mad at her, because of her boyfriend?
I sigh (again) and I look for another place. I don't even ask if there's a free place, I just sit at the next best one. I try and get a sneak peek of Jane. She looks confused at me. But at me.
Mr Clarke enters the room and I focus on his speech about chemical reactions.
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