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Fairies Wear Boots
Chapter 2: The whole thing

We were sitting under the shadow of a big tree, some brown and dark green leaves were scattered in the grass around us and there was a soft breeze in the air. It was our lunch time, you could see some girls sitting at the wooden table that was near the entrance of the school, and in another green area there were some guys playing with a soccer ball.

Allison had a knitted black and blue scarf around her neck, and she was right beside me, we both leaning against the tree trunk; we weren’t talking, we were just listening to the music, she had her eyes closed, and I for some reason was staring at her.

This moment seemed like one of those when you don’t feel the time passing by, and one of those that you don’t want to end.

It had been a coincidence that I found her; I had been sitting at my usual lunch table with Jennifer, when suddenly I realized that everything was wrong. Jennifer was chatting happily and I would only nod, not really listening to any of her words and not caring at all.

She would hold my hand, and I would instantly have the uneasy feeling of not wanting her to touch me but I still pretended to hold her hand back. She would stare right into my eyes, and I would look at everywhere except her forest green eyes, I remembered there was one time when I loved those eyes…

“I’m sorry Jen…” I found the courage and stared back at her, the word apology written all over my face. I think that for the first time since we’ve been dating I turned off my nano and gave her my full attention.

“Ethan…” Jennifer knew what I was talking about, because I saw the beginning of tears forming on her eyes, she blinked them away. If there was something Jennifer hated was for others to see her crying.

“You knew this was coming” I knew.

“I know” She knew.

She stayed there staring at her hands, not daring to look at me, not daring to speak at me, just holding her tears, her pride stronger than her feelings, the only reason I knew this was hurting her was because after six months of dating it is kind of impossible not to learn to read the person.

“Sorry” I stood up, my eyes tried to look for some friend of hers I didn’t want to leave her alone, I finally found a girl named Mary and with just one look at me she immediately came to our table, before she arrived I was on my way out.

Just as I was about to open the doors someone beat me to it and they were violently pushed open.

“Don’t be mad Ally!! It was just a joke!!” I heard Cadence yelling from a faraway table, and Allison was the one who stormed out the doors before me.

Cadence waved at me giving me a big smile and Amy was still looking at me like as if I was some kind of plushie she wanted to purchase. Who gets the idea of buying a person?! I mean I’m not a man-whore after all, give me some credit please.

Allison didn’t notice my presence until I tapped her shoulder and for a moment when she turned to look at me I expected her to hit me square in the jaw with the murderous look she was giving me.

She reacted and saw it was me, her eyes changed and even her attitude, Allison seemed to be more self-conscious now. “Uh, sorry”

“It’s ok. Are you ok?”

“Cadence was just getting on my nerves…”

“She tends to that-I muttered mostly to myself- we can go outside, we still have sometime until lunch is over” I gave her a small smile, trying to easy the awkward atmosphere she was creating.

“Sure… I guess” The last part I’m not sure I was supposed to hear it.

Honestly, sometimes I doubted she liked hanging out with me at all, she gave me such indifferent looks and attitudes that I wondered why I tried, of course every time the uneasiness in her went away, we could just talk about anything, I guess I tried because I liked when that happened, even though, it had only happened once.

She opened her eyes and caught me staring, this time I didn’t look away, I held her gaze on me, not caring what was happening or what this meant, all I wanted was to look at her. This moment wasn’t longer than five seconds, because she interrupted it by speaking.

“What are you looking at?” Her eyes didn’t leave mine, and I didn’t look away embarrassedly.

“Nothing” Slowly I removed my gaze from her, trying to appear as if it had not been a big deal, even though my heart was beating so fast I could heart it. She was still looking at me, after a few moments she closed her eyes again and I heard her softly say “Ok then”

I started showing her my music since we sat on the tree, she knew I wasn’t fond of her music so she didn’t tried to make me listen to it, in a way I was thankful, I didn’t want to pretend I liked it, but I didn’t want to insult it either, after all her music was part of her, there had to be something good about it.

We started with Metallica, I knew she would like it, not become a fan but she would appreciate it. November rain by Guns N’ Roses came after followed later by paradise city and she loved the two of them, the first one being one of her favorite songs since a long time ago she confessed.

Some heavier stuff came like Moonspell and Children of Bodom, to my surprise she didn’t complain nor made weird faces about them. Allison was paying attention to them, sometimes liking the songs and being honest when she didn’t at all.

“This song is great, how is it called, it’s so weird” She was smiling, I think this was the first time I saw her smile so honestly and so carefree. I smiled in response not being able to contain myself.

“Fairies wear boots by Black Sabbath”

“I like it” She closed her eyes again and I closed mine too. I was comforted by hearing the music and feeling her presence close by my side, knowing that she was being honest and not pretending to like the stuff. I guess realizing for the first time that she was special.

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If only pure sweetness was offered, why’s this bitter taste left in my mouth?

It was the final period; I still wasn’t talking to Cadence, she had this crazy idea of buying Ethan for me as a birthday present I had heard her and Amy talking about it when I was about to sit down with them for lunch. I wasn’t angry at them, I was just a little tired about the whole nonsense, I mean as soon as the day was over I knew we’d be talking again.

Playing around with the pencil on my fingers I wondered why my face wasn’t wearing a smile after what happened today. In the moment as we were both sitting there just enjoying the little time we had left, I was happy, that calming happiness that you only find in a place where you feel safe and comfortable. I hadn’t felt that way in a long time.

Still… something felt weird about this.

As my mind was trying to find what was stopping me from getting all girly and jumpy and stupid about the event that took place a few hours ago –that sounded so police like- the bell rings and the room is quickly empty, I stay back calmly putting everything on its place in my bag –thing that doesn’t happen too often I have to say- and when I turn around I’m face to face with Jennifer.

What happened next is like a twilight zone moment –thing that is happening a little too often for my liking now-a-days.

She started crying, right in front of my eyes she was crying. She never cries!! She’s like this girl that is always in control of everything, I mean yeah you could see her mad sometimes, but she had never lost it like she is doing it now.

“Jennifer, umm do you want me to get some of your friends or—“ She didn’t even let me finish the sentence, she shook her head quite violently let me say.

“Then can I… help you with something?” I hesitated when I said the word help, because honestly I didn’t want to help her with nothing.

And to my oh so big surprise she nodded. Jennifer brushed her tears away, she stood up straightening up her blouse and redoing her pony tail very easily, she seemed normal except for the redness on her eyes now.

“I need you to talk to him, ask him what’s wrong, I’ve noticed you two looking at each other and I was getting a bad feeling about that but then today I saw you talking just like friends, and I just want you to tell me what can I do to get back with him” Jennifer spoke so firmly as if this was a math assignment, she was composed –thing that I envied about her, I was so awkward with strangers- however I saw in her eyes that she was not ok.

“Well we’re not that close, we just talk sometimes…” I was looking at my feet; her presence was kind of overwhelming.

“Listen Walker, I need someone that he doesn’t feel it’s on my side. I just need you to ask him those questions not convince him to get back together with me –I’ll handle that was the unspoken part of that sentence I thought – I’m just asking you this” She was so going to be a business woman whipping asses every single hour of the day, she was too bossy and too confident.

“I…” I don’t want to!

Her eyes were almost burning a hole through my head

“Fine…” A sigh followed my answer. Don’t know why I agreed, maybe because even though she seemed so cold, I could see she was hurting.

Actually there was one time in junior high when Jen and I spoke to each other, we weren’t best friends that popularity broke apart; we just got along. She was the perfect girl to make her father happy, her mother had died when she was twelve and instead of becoming a tomboy –as it would have been expected- she became the word girl itself. She never caused any trouble to her father, and she was the one who took care of her home, almost as if replacing the spot of a housewife.

Her feelings were bottled up inside her, she had seen her father suffer too much, and she didn’t want to put her grief on top of his. And I guess it became a habit to just appear this politely cold to others. She must really care for Ethan to ask me for help. I honestly thought she forgot that I existed, maybe she did.

“Great” Not even giving me a thanks she walked out the room, leaving me thinking to myself that in fact I was in a way trying to help her to get back with Ethan, the boy who… whatever.

And just as I was leaving the classroom, I saw not too faraway, that Cadence and Amy were speaking to him. They were almost looking at him as if he was their prey, and after a few moments he shook hands with each one of them.

“It’s a deal then!” Cadence giggled and then saw me.

“Hey Ally!! Time to go, took you forever to get out!”

I nodded, trying to understand what just happened, the whole deal thing, the whole Jen thing, the whole under the tree thing, the whole this is so effing weird thing.

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“If you had a nickel for every time she looked at you you’d be rich” a girl a little shorter than me, but still tall for girl standards was pointing at my face with a silver spoon while she was leaning her elbows in the isle that was in the middle of our kitchen.

“You’re crazhy” I managed to say while munching some cereal; I was sitting on a metal stool right across her.

She had on some red flannel pajama bottoms and a white tank top, her auburn hair was at shoulder length and she shared the same eyes I had. Sarah was my little sister, she is sixteen years old, but seemed almost my age –eighteen- because of her height, and because of that too, I had quite a difficult time scaring guys away from her, she was on the popular side of the school elite, while I was way under the radar so that didn’t help much on my keeping perverts away from her mission.

“No I’m not crazhy –she mocked me- I’m just a perceptive girl, she seems nice, just a little to introverted for her own good”

“She just needs to adjust to new people…” I tried to defend her without looking to obvious. “Allison is a nice girl”

“Yeah I know, you’ve been telling me about her since long ago, you were all yeah we have some classes together and oh we ride the same bus and oh she tackled me to the ground as if she was this big guy and I was this little girl and—“

“OK! I get it stop! And I haven’t talked about her that much…”I added as an afterthought at the same time trying to recall if I really did.

“Whatever you say” She was now pouring some juice on her glass, but still giving me these analyzing stares that usually get on my nerves.

We ate in silence, Sarah still analyzing me and I pretending not to notice, it was 1am, our parents were asleep, but she and I had this thing about staying up till late and dinning at weird hours.

She broke the silence after a little while “You like her, you just don’t know it yet, or-she made a pause and drank what was left of her juice- you’re in denial” Giving me an arrogant know-it-all smile, she put her glass on the sink and walked upstairs to her room, leaving me alone munching cereal.

“None of those two…” I put away my dishes and made my way too my room as well.