Little Love Letters

Chapter seven

I slap my forehead. This is awful.

"I do," I hear a raspy, deep voice from next to me. I could recognize it from anywhere, even if I had memory loss.

"Great Zac!" Ally says while he walks closer to us.

"So let me get this straight. If you have a tent and join us, that means you are sleeping with us every night?" I say and he looks amused.

"Wow, already trying to get all kinky with me? Who said anything 'bout sleeping? Just know I'm not brining em condoms," he replies and I slap him on the arm.

What's with everybody thinking about getting laid at this camp? It's bloody sick. They have the grossest minds, these boys.

Bring.

I swear I love this bell, before anything could get more awkward.

As I pack up my things and walk out of the class, I can't help but think about the brown haired boy. His smile, his eyes,his laugh, his personality... I could go on and on and on.

I have to meet Conner at the fountain. I felt really bad not remembering our date so instead we rearranged according to our schedules, and lunch was the best time slot we could find.

We are both terribly busy this week, not to mention all the grades going on different camps this weekend.

I guess you could say Conner and I are an item. Not dating yet. I feel like I'm falling in love with him but not so much that I love him already. Time is all I need and he respects that.

He makes me feel wonderful and I'm thankful I have him. Every time I see him, he makes me like him even more. He is just that kind of person. He is one in a million.

I am quite nervous, really. Even if it's just eating lunch at a fountain.

But before getting to the fountain, I have to go through the abandoned, dark alley.

It's situated at the back of the school, behind the art classes.

It's pretty dusty and full of spiders. I guess I'm going to experience a lot of that at the camp.

The things I hate: being tickled, spiders and the dark.

Could've guessed it, right?

As I enter tip toeing into the dark, I cringe. You can't blame me.

Spider webs are every where. How big are these things?

I'm already halfway down and the wind is blowing. I feel things crawling over me. Maybe that's just my stupidity though.

I see a few names of the graduates on the wall next to me. No surprise they attacked this place. It's next to the art classes.

But something else catches my attention. It's a graffiti person that was spray painted.

It wasn't just any person, oh no. It was a princess who was standing next to a prince..

But the princess looked exactly like me.

She has long, wavy auburn hair dancing with a prince.

She was wearing a white, tail dress which looks exactly like the dress I wore for prom last year. The one which tightened around my waist.

The art had so much detail on it. The little crystals on the corset and the waves in the long tail showed.

The prince has blonde hair but doesn't have a face. He has no eyes, nor a mouth or a nose.

Then it hits me, The Mysterious C has blonde hair. Wow, that really helps.

He sure as hell leaves me a lot of clues.

I run out of the alley, not because of the graffiti, but because I did indeed find a spider on me. A big one I tell you.

I run towards Conner who was sitting patiently on the edge of the fountain.

He looked so worried and.. stood up.

As I reach him out of breath, he sights me and moves towards me.

"Oh my gosh Elle, do you know how worried you made me!" he says and wraps his arms around me.

I laugh slightly, "for being five minutes late?"

"Yes, and running towards me out of breath. You okay?" he asks and I nod.

I wasn't going to tell him about the princess on the wall, as sappy as it sounds.

I don't want to worry him.

"Now let's carry on," he says and leads me towards the fountain.

The fountain was breath taking. All the couples would hang out here, but surprisingly it was only us.

There were green plants and beautiful flowers every where. It looked like a sight from a Paris home.

I smiled when he spreads a picnic blanket onto the grass and sits down on it. I sit down next to him.

"So.. Where are you guys going for the camp?" Conner asks while taking out a packet of sandwiches.

"To the woods," I say and he chuckles.

"No seriously," he says and I squint at him.

"We are really, in the forest," I say and his smile disappears.

I laugh at his shocked expression.

"If you get eaten by a bear, I'm going to fricken sue this school. It sucks that I can't protect you," he says and I melt.

"It's just for two days," I say and I squeeze his hand reassuring him. His touch makes me shiver.

"Where are you guys going?" I ask and he grins.

"To the coast," I open my mouth and gasp.

"Not fair!" I yank him.

He laughs and wipes a curl from his eyes.

"So you going to be staying in tents huh?" he asks and I can sense him getting on to something.

"Hmm," I say. I don't want to tell him about staying with Zac. He would flip at me.

"With Zac?" he asks and I blink at him in surprise.

"How did you-"

"Don't lie to me Elle," he says and I feel guilt all over me.

"He just- he just had a tent and Ally and I didn't. He insisted." I say and he leans in closer to me.

"If he does anything, I will cut his ding-a-lings off, just tell me okay?" he whispers into my ear.

"Nothing is going to happen, you know that. I promise," I stare into his eyes. I didn't want it to be this way. Zac doesn't mean anything to me anymore.

The way Conner makes me feel is unbelievable. He makes me feel like I'm the only girl in the world and I appreciate that. I don't mind him being so over protective, I actually just need him for myself.

He is all I need.

"Alright then, I trust you Elle.... but just tell me if I need to beat him up," he says while leaning in.He was so close, I could feel his breath on my cheek. Just then he leans in closer,but very slowly, tempting me.

As he puts our foreheads together and cups my face, my heart beat spikes. I could hear it in my ears. Our breath mingles and I know he senses the way I feel.The way it felt when Conner touched me, it seemed so perfect. Those little shivers running up and down my spine.

The whole world stopped when our lips brush, but my natural instinct stops it as I push his chest away.

He looks at me still cupping my face, his eyes show hurt and desire.

"Conner, I-I need time,"