My whole life flashed before my eyes, mainly just memories of Gerard and me. In in instant, it was all taken away from me.
attention to me for once?"
I tore my gaze off the school parking lot to roll my eyes at my younger sister. "He's not a werdo.
And I am NOT staring at him."
She crossed her arms and pouted. "Everyday, you just stare at him. I get into the car and say hi,
but you just ignore me so you can pay attention to him."
"I don't ignore you..."
She snorted. "What's so special about him, anyways? He looks emo."
"Maybe he is." I shrugged, "He's just really...interesting to me."
Ever since the beginning of the school year, this mysterious guy, who was eighteen like me,
parked in front of me. Those were our arranged parking spots. I never saw him before school. But
after school, he would lean against his car, waiting for his little brother Mikey to come as he
smoked a cigarette just as he was doing now.
Lily had art with Mikey. Although she admitted he was cute, she said he mostly kept to himself
and only spoke when he was spoken to, which was when the teacher called on him.
I only had this mysterious stranger, who was now standing in front of me, in art. Somehow, I'd
never heard his name. He was a really talented person with the paintbrush, from what I was able
to steal a peek at.
I couldn't help but turn my head back to look at him again. He blew a plume of smoke out of his
mouth nonchalantly. What was it that interested me so much about him? I honestly had no idea.
He was cute, yes, but that wasn't it...maybe it was because he was so quiet and mysterious...
He was wearing all black; A black leather jacket, black shirt underneath, black skinny jeans...I
think I could even make out black eyeliner from under his shades.
I watched as he popped the cig out of his mouth and flicked it onto the ground before shoving his
hands into his jacket pockets with what seemed to be a heavy sigh.
Why doesn't he just get in the car?
He never did. At least, not until Mikey came. He just waited there, even though he had the key.
As I had come to learn in the winter, even a cold, snowy day was no exception.
His face was exressionless as he stared ahead.
But then, his head turned to face me.
I could've sworn he was looking at me, but of course, his dark sunglasses kept the direction of his
eyes a secret.
He was turned my way for what seemed to be ages. After a while, I figured that he was staring at
something besides me, like a kid behind my car. He wouldn't stare at me for that long...It was
...Then why are YOU staring? I thought to myself.
I bit my lip as I tried to avert my eyes from his pale face, but it was no use. My eyes were glued to
Then, his face shifted. It went from a blank, emotionless gaze to a humorous smirk. And I knew it
was directed to me.
Smirk evolving into an amused smile at the look on my face (which was a combination of surprise,
amazement, and horror), he turned back to face forward again.
Shivering slightly, I looked down at the radio and began fiddling with it, needing a distraction to
keep me looking up at that face.
That amazing face...
That charmingly cute smile...
What?! Shut up! You can't be falling for him, you don't even KNOW him. Besides, what if he's a
A pulsing pain went through my right arm and my left hand automatically reached to it, resting on
the big bruise that was covered by my hoodie's sleeve. It was too early to think about...him, it
had only been yesterday.
I gulped and lifted my head to try stealing a peak at that guy again, but him and his car were gone.
No sooner had I noticed this than my best friend since fourth grade, Jake, opened the back right
door to my car and slid in.
"Hey, Dizzy Izzy!" He beamed at me.
I smiled at the nickname he had tagged me with a few weeks after we met, and replied with the
lame one I'd come up with for him. "Hey, Jake-on bacon. You were late today." We usually left
before that guy and his brother.
"Yeah, I had to go to my locker and then turn my essay in to Snorts."
I laughed. His name was actually Mr. Schwartz, but we had somehow decided to call him Snorts.
He was a big meany.
I turned the keys to start up the car. I didn't even bother backing out. Since that guy was gone
already, all I had to do was drive straight through his parking space and head home.
"Oh, hey Lily Wonka!" Jake reached over the passenger's seat to ruffle my sister's hair, "I didn't
even see you there, you're so short!"
Lily turned around to glare at him as she fixed her hair, and I snorted. Of course he saw her there,
or he would've tried sitting in the passenger's seat.
The rest of the drive was quiet.
I parked in my driveway at my house and got out.
"You gonna hang out for a while with us?" I asked Jake as I grabbed my backpack from the
"Nah, my mom wants me home. It's spring, after all, so that means 'Spring Cleaning!'"
I giggled at the naggy impression he made of his mom when he said the last two words, "Okay,
Jake's face suddenly became serious. I frowned as he walked over to me, knowing exactly what he
He gently picked up my right arm and tenderly pulled the sleeve back, revealing a big, ugly purple
bruise around my wrist.
He looked up at me sadly. "It's gotten worse, Iz."
"I know." I took my arm from his delicate grip and pulled the sleeve over it again.
"Don't ever let him do that to you again."
"I won't...I'm not even with him anymore. In fact, that's the reason I got this in the first place."
Jake watched me worriedly. "He can still come back. He knows where you live."
I shook my head. "You better go. Your mom probably needs you to scrub the toilet for her."
Jake laughed and nodded. "Yeah, okay. But call me if anything...bad happens, okay? If he
comes back to see you-"
"I know." I nodded. "Go!"
He smiled at me as he walked across the street and into his house.
I sighed, watching as he went inside. I turned around to go in as well, but I caught
somebody watching me from the house to my right.
Instantly, I knew who it was.
There it is! I had to upload this on my old computer because my laptop is a piece. of. crap. Posted on another site a while back. Already almost-finished, so updates aren't really a problem, despite having a stupid laptop. Anyways, feedback is appreciated.