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Chapter 18
Eli’s pov
BEEP.BEEP.BEEP.
My alarm clock woke me up, I turned it off and Layed in bed for a moment smiling like an idiot staring at the ceiling.
I was happy.
It was Friday and Tomarow I don’t have school. Me and Carter where hanging out at his house tonight and Kayla and I made up. Nobody had made fun of Carter for a few days and I was starting to stop caring what others were thinking. It was absolutely splendid.
I sighed happily and rolled out of bed and got ready for school.
I practically skipped to school and Kayla and Wes noticed my good mood.
“Someone’s in a good mood.” Kayla commented as I strolled up to the two. They were sitting under a tree, holding hands.
“Correct.” I said grinning and sat infront of them.
“Is it because of your date tonight?” Kayla asked grinning and Wes laughs a bit.
I didn’t even take it offensively. I just rolled my eyes and replied, “Tt’s not a date.”
“Are you completely sure it’s not a date?” Wes asked raising an eyebrow and I stuck my tongue out at him playfully.
I didn’t even care that how I was acting right now might give away my secret, I was too happy.
Why was I happy? Not sure to be honest. But I was.
“Hey guys.” Carter said walking up behind us and taking a seat next to me.
I blushed but covered it up with my manliness.
I smiled at him and he blushed, not even trying to hide it. He smiled back and looked down bashfully.
Wes coughed awkwardly, making things slightly uncomfortable.
“I see your in touch with your feminine side?” Kayla said to Carter, her voice soft and eyes filled with happiness. Wes had made her a much happier.
I looked confused at Carter and noticed what she Ment. His fingernails were painted.
I’ve always wanted to paint my nails. I’m not a crossdresser or a drag queen or anything but I had always wanted to paint my nails. I guess I will never be as comfortable with my sexuality as Carter was.
“Oh that? Yeah my mom made me let we do my nails last night because she has recently gotten into nail art.” He groaned and shoved his hands into his sweatshirt pocket embarrassed.
The bell rang and we all stood up. I just then noticed how people stared at us.
I frowned. Maybe this day wasn’t gonna be as good as I had thought.
Chapter 18
Carters pov
“I’m so nervous, what if he changes his mind again and decides I’m just a fag?” I said anxiously as me and Wes are our lunch. I was just thinking about later.
I was also anxious about people seeing my painted finger nails, a few girls had but they just thought that it was cute.
Kyle and none of his friends had luckily.
“He won’t, and if he does I’ll beat him up.” Wes declares and I couldn’t help but laugh.
Wes? Beating up Eli? Sorry but I don’t necessarily see that working out for Wes.
He looked at me confused but shrugged it off.
“So what exactly is going on between you and Kayla?” I asked.
“Well we’re dating. And we are both extremely happy.” He said smiling.
“And then why isn’t your girlfriend eating lunch with you?” I questioned and he sighed.
“Eli wanted to talk to her about something.” He said and I nodded understanding.
“So, what exactly is going on between you and Eli?” He teased, copying my words.
I sighed and shrugged. “Well for right now we’re just friends.” I said.
“But you have a crush on him right?” He asked.
“Yes but saying it like that makes it seem so… So childish. It’s not just a crush. It’s something more. The way we make eye contact… The way he is slowly opening up to me and they way it makes me feel when he does the smallest et bravest things.., it’s not love, not yet. But it’s so close.” I said getting lost in my words.
It was so goddamn close.
And the fear was settling near my heart.
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