Greyson and I hopped on our bikes and began pedaling away. Girls right on our tail. Screaming and chasing after us with pens, pictures and posters of us. Greyson and I decided we’d split up I’d go left he’d go right. I headed down a dark alley. I slowed my speed as the girls screams got farther. I looked behind me to see if there were any girls still behind me.
“Hey Watch out!” someone yelled.
“Huh?” I slammed the bike brake.
I was going so fast I nearly flew. I sat up rubbing my head. I quickly got up when I caught sight of a girl. A beautiful red head laying on the alley floor. Books scattered around her.
“Oh my god.” I whispered under my breath.
I ran over to check if she was okay.
“Excuse me, miss? Hello? Um..are you there?” I asked shaking her by her shoulders.
I gathered her books. I looked back. A pair of brown eyes were fluttering open.
She looked confused. Oh no. what if I knocked the memory out of her?
“Um, are you okay? I’m really sorry. I was just trying to get away from my fans.”
“Yeah. I’m fine.” She responded.
“Delilah!” A man roared from behind a door.
“I’m coming Dad!” She yelled.
She quickly grabbed the books and ran back up the fire escape she came out from. She jumped through the window and was gone in a flash.
“Cody!” Greyson called from the other end of the alley.
He peddled over to me.
“What are you doing over here?” Greyson asked.
“Oh, um I was hiding.” I say. “Sorry. Lets go.”
We hoped on our bikes and rode off. I couldn’t get that pretty face out of my mind though. Delilah, right? Beautiful red head, brown eyes. Cute. But had that dead look in her. She was beautiful, but seemed like she needed some help finding the light.
Maybe I could be the help.
“Cody?” Greyson asked, that afternoon during lunch at Cici’s Pizza the next week.
“You okay Cody?” Alli questioned. “You’ve been like this for a while. Is something wrong.”
It took a second to take in what Alli was saying.
“Uh, nothing. Just thinking about someone.” I mumbled.
Alli and Greyson gave each other a look. They knew I was thinking about a girl.
“Who is she?” Alli asked scooting right in front of me. “What’s her name?”
“What she look like?” Greyson asked.
“Her names Delilah. I sorta hit her with my bike when running from the fans.” I say.
“Aww.” Alli and Greyson said in an unison.
“Did you get her number?” Alli asked.
“No, she went away so fast I didn’t have time to blink.” I responded sadly.
This reminded me of that Cinderella story Mom use to read Alli a long time ago. The mysterious girl running off before the handsome prince could get information on her. Except, I know where this girl lives so I could easily go back to her house and get her.
But I couldn’t. I wouldn’t wanna seem stalkerish. Then, as I starred out the Cici’s window I spotted a red head running through a crowd of people. Security guards behind her.
“Move!” I said, pushing my way past Greyson.
I ran outside and jumped on my bike pedaling fast toward Delilah. I finally caught up.
“Hop on.” I say.
She smiles then hopped on clutching a paper bag in her hand. I pedaled toward another dark alley. Security passing us by.
“Are you okay, Delilah?” I asked her.
Confused she says, “How do you know my name?” She asked.
“I hit you with my bike last week. Then I heard your Dad call you that.” I responded.
We slid down to the ground of the alley. She was still clutching the old paper bag. She caught me starring and quickly put it away.
“What is it?”
“Oh, nothing.” She said.
I got up and held my hand out for her to help her up.
“You need a ride back to your place?” I asked.
“No, I’m fine. I’ll walk.” she says shyly.
“Well, do you mind if I walk you?”
Delilah shrugged her shoulders. I took that as a yes. I grabbed my bike and we walked out of the dark alley once the coast was clear.
There was an awkward silence as we walked through the almost empty streets of L.A.
“So, do you mind telling me why you were being chased by those guards?” My words breaking the silence.
“I’d rather not.” she stammered.
The rest of the walk was in silence. Once we reached her house she thanked me for walking her home and for helping her escape the guards.
“Will I see you around?” I asked.
Delilah opened her mouth to say something but was interrupted.
“Delilah!!!!” Her Dad roared once again.
She gave me a little side smile and disappeared up the fire escape.
“Good bye Cinderella.” I whispered to myself.
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With Delilah Masons, a troubled abused teenage girl, she thought she'd never find love. Ever since her Mom died she's always believed that Love never existed. Until Cody Simpson butts in. Original Name of the story was Crazy But True but i changed i...