Noel's Point Of View
I didn't wake up until past noon. I stayed in bed for the next couple hours until I decided to find something to do.
Aunt Cathy left to go to work around ten in the morning. Two hours before I woke up. I changed into a t-shirt, shorts, and some black toms. I pulled my hair into a messy bun and put some mascara on. I grabbed my phone and walked downstairs to the kitchen.
The doorbell rings and I walk into the living room towards the front the door, opening the door, it reveals Lauren.
"Hey, Noel," Lauren said, smiling. I grinned and let her inside the house. "What are you doing?"
"Uh, just woke up, actually," I said, walking into the kitchen. "I'm about to make some food."
"Oh, what are you making?" Lauren asked, following me.
"Pizza rolls, I guess," I said, shrugging my shoulders. "That's pretty much the only thing I could make without burning."
Lauren laughed. After about two or three hours, Lauren left to go home. I sat on the roof of the house, watching as cars drove by.
"What are you doing up there?" I looked at down, it's Luke. "You know you're going to fall."
"I've done this before," I shook my head.
He laughed. "Sure, you have." He climbs up the tree and sits right next to me. "So, have I."
I kept my eyes on the street, ignoring his eyes on me. Finally, after five or more minutes, I looked at him. He's smiling at me.
"What? Is there something on my face?" I asked.
"You're really pretty," He said.
I rolled my eyes and stood up. I stepped through my window and sat on my bed. Luke steps through.
"Oh, you're more than welcomed to come inside my room," I said, sarcasm in my tone.
He chuckled and sat next to me. "You have a nice room."
"There's barely nothing in here," I said. "Creativity isn't in my vocabulary."
"Oh," He said. "I can help you with that."
"What do you know about creativity?" I asked.
He laughed. "I have some friends who can show you that."
"Sure, you do," I said, being more sarcastic than before.
He laughed and looked forward. I turned my head to the other side, away from him. I turned back and he's looking right at me.
"I want to show you a place," He said, standing up. "Come on, it's not that far."
I sighed and stood up next to him. I just now realized I'm a lot shorter than I thought I was. I was always short. Luke lead the way towards the woods, where we stopped in front of pond. He sits down on a bench and gestures me to sit next to him.
I raised a eyebrow. "What is this place?"
He looked towards the pond. "It's where I usually write songs or just come here to think. When I'm usually stressed out or angry, I come here, where no one can bother me. It's like a go-to place."
I slowly walked over to him and sat down. Looking towards the pond, I seen lily pads floating around in the crystal clear water. A bunch of small and big fish were swimming around. The sound of frogs was quietly heard.
"It's pretty," I said.
"I found out about this place a couple years ago after a breakup," Luke said. "I was walking down the street, my head faced the ground, avoiding looking into people's eyes. Tears fell down here and there. I looked up and suddenly I seen this pond. I sat on this bench and didn't get up until late at night."
"That's nice," I said. "I should be going. Aunt Cathy doesn't let me out this late."
Luke looks at his phone. "It's only four in the afternoon."
"Right," I said, chuckling awkwardly. "But, I should really get going. Goodbye, we'll hang some other time."
Luke waved a little and watched as I walked away. I looked over my shoulder behind me and noticed he was gone. I'm starting to think about this boy. During times when I shouldn't be. He starting to cross my mind every time and I shouldn't let him. I don't want him in my mind.
Maybe I do.
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