•Frankie's POV•
Voices and laughter fill the cafeteria, groups huddle together talking about themselves, and gossip.
I roll my eyes, paying for my lunch and hurrying out to my table outside. Setting my tray down, I take my book out, The Road Between.
A breeze lightly blows, my hair whipping it a little. The birds chirp as the sun shines down, blazing heat.
Occasionally looking up from my book, I notice only 2 people out here, just the way I like it.
My hand reaches down to my book bag, grabbing my phone and earphones, I plug them in and listen to the peaceful music, contently.
The table vibrates as a object slams down against it, my head jolts up to see Ethan. He sits not even looking at me, not saying a word as he begins to eat.
Something about him makes my blood boil, as he thinks he has a right to sit next to me, like it's such a joke.
He notices my long cold hard stare at him, he stops he eating and looks me in the eyes. He stares for a while raising an eyebrow, smirking.
I cross my arms sighing, "You wanna say something mute?" he says to me. I shake my head and look back down to my book.
Not being able to focus, I grab my belongings and scurry out. As I get up he stares at me intimidatingly, I feel my self looking anywhere but his cold seductive eyes.
I don't have to know him to know he's different, he stands out, he's dominating. As I'm walking I slam into a tall, buff figure.
I look up to see someone who looks identical to Ethan. I feel disoriented, as I stare at him longer scrunching up my eyebrows.
"I'm sorry" he says sweetly, but shyly. I smile and walk away, still a little tipsy from what just happened.
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The bell rings and the schools jungle is realised, I wait for the chaos to die down, and leave being one of the last people.
I slam my hand against the heavy metal doors that free me from this prison, I smile as I feel a ray of sunlight hit my skin.
I trudge my feet, walking at a slower pace as I stay in my daze mode.
My daze is interrupted when I hear the exhaustion from the buses, I hurry myself to only see the buses leave one by one.
The last bus moves revealing the view of the parking lot. Everyone is gone besides the only person in the world I wish wasn't here, Ethan.
He sits on his motorcycle talking to an identical figure of him, his twin brother. I stare in amaze, it's not everyday you see twins.
He turns his head and catches me staring, I look away and walk to the schools gate.
The roads clear of traffic, I look around confused. 'Werid' I mumble. Grabbing my phone I check the time, 3:00 PM.
I stare at it in disbelief, time goes by fast. My feet begin to take me down the same road I go but usually with the bus.
Around the corner I hear muffling sounds, immediately I know it's him.
I walk with my head held high, paying attention to my surroundings. The sound gets closer and soon he passes me. I look at him as he rides free, dangerous but carefree.
I don't know how, but he has me wrapped around his finger without even knowing. His mysteriousness draws me in, it intrigues me almost.
All this but I have myself asking what could he possibly be in support group for ?
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By the time I got home, the sky was a little darker. "Frank's were have you've been, I was worried sick" Dani wraps her arms around me while I awkwardly stand there.
"Sorry the bus left without me" I sigh, "well next time just text me and I'll pick you up hun, okay?" She smiles, I nod.
"Here I cooked you your favorite, you can go upstairs to eat if you want" I smile and grab the plate of grill cheese and soup, simple just how I like it.
I run up the stairs careful not to trip, my door swings open as my foot kicks it a little. Setting my things down I plop on my bed and begin to eat.
A vibration from my phone's interrupts me before I take my first bite, frustrated I sigh and grab my phone.
One notification from Instagram.
@ EthanDolan has followed you.
I scrunch up my face, I had deleted my insta ages ago, I tap on the notification, and it brings me to my page from freshman year. I face palm myself once I realized that it never got taken down.
I scroll past years of memories, betrayal, family, and cringe all in one. Curious I look at Ethan's account, and it's definitely not what I expected.
Photos of family and friends show up. I stop prying and shut off my phone, my eyes avert to the sketch of him on my desk.
My mind scrambles, to many questions flow through my mind. I stop myself from further aggravation and go back to my meal.
What are you doing to me Ethan Dolan ?......
