21 Questions (On Hold)

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- Elmo ♥ ☺

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[ Ch. 1: Like The Back Of Your Hand ]

You know how they say that to know a person you have to ask questions? Or at least I think that's what they say. I wouldn't know, I'm not good with quotes.

But that's not the point, the point is that to know somebody you have to know them really well, inside and out. You have to know and understand them like the back of your hand.

Now I'm not gonna say that I understand and know the back of my hand very well, because honestly I don't think there is anything to know about it, except for the fact that it's part of your body and it's skin, meat, and bone.

You see my point here? Good, because I don't. I know, I know, I'm rambling like I know what the hell I'm talking about, but I don't. Sometimes I just talk to talk, I don't even understand what I say sometimes!

But that's not the point here, the point is during my entire life I have never known, how knowing someone so well could make you feel so connected to them. I didn't know that once you feel that connection, you won't be able to let that person go.

And that's exactly what happened to me. Everything started as a school assignment, I wasn't surprised when my crazy teacher assigned it us, I mean she always came up with the most unique assignments.

Like once she said our homework was to find out how our parents met, of course everyone in class groaned, I would know, I was there and was one of them.

But I was actually laughing at my parents cliche story. You'll never guess what it was, no my father wasn't a man-whore jock and my mother the shy, quiet nerd.

In fact, they met through my father's sister. And on the first day they talked they got in a fight, my guess was over something stupid, seeing neither of them could remember the reason they fought.

I smiled at the memory, the laughter of my parents filling the house as they remembered their childhood days. I found out they've been married eighteen years and known each other twenty-eight years.

Yup, my parents are childhood sweethearts. Be jealous!

My smile was erased when I felt something being thrown at me, I looked down to see a paper ball. I looked up and saw the stupid, arrogant jerk, or in other words my childhood nemesis, Alexander Blue. I glared at him.

Open it, he mouthed.

I rolled my eyes and opened the paper ball. I looked at it and crumbled the paper again, I threw it back at him hitting his forehead, he blinked a couple times before he glared at me. I smirked, and then turned to face the front again to see the teacher looking at me and the jerk with an amused look.

I frowned, why was she amused? I shrugged it off and listened to what the teacher had to say.

"Alright, like I said in the beginning of class, you have two months to finish this project," Mrs. Lovely said.

Yes, her last name is Lovely, thanks to Mr. Lovely. I laughed in the beginning, but then again I wanted to have a unique last name as well.

"Now, get with your partners and start brainstorming your questions and remember don't let them see," she said with a smile as she went and sat down on her desk.

I groaned and let my head drop on the hands, this was a wonderful assignment I admit. But my partner, was just, no.

"Hey partner, how are you?" His deep, smooth, sexy voice said.

I looked up and glared at him. "Just about to go jump off a bridge."

He smirked. "Is my sexiness too much for you, Elise?"

I snorted. "You wish, my dog is way more sexier than you."

"So then, I'm sexy to you?" He said with an amused smile.

"Didn't you just hear what I said?" I asked.

"You said your dog was way more sexier than me, your dog is more sexier than me, so in other words you think I'm sexy, just not as sexy as your dog."

I blinked, what the hell did he just say? He lost me. "Wh-Huh?"

His smirk grew. "Look I even leave you speechless."

I gave him a 'what the fuck?' look. "You don't leave me speechless, you lost me when you were talking."