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17. I'm sorry
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Stutter Boy 18. Baby blue eyes
Ethan’s POVI flop down on my bed , staring up at the white ceiling above me. My lips curl upward as my mind float back to baby blue eyes.His eyes are beautiful. Light blue iris surrounded by dark blue flakes and a sapphire ring that glean in with the light. Chestnut brow soft silky hair falling over the forehead, long full eyelashes evenly fluttering across pink cheeks, Honey blonde skin completely flawless, cute pointed nose, perfect plump lips that are an ideal balance between not being too big but not too small. He is incredibly Gorgeous.Shit ! I've gone crazy ! To think about him like this. I brush my hair backward and roll onto my stomach, sinking my head deep into the pillow. Why am I thinking about him like this ? He is just an ordinary boy. Why is he affecting me this much ?I've been thinking about Michael the last two days, while in football practice, while sitting in the class and cafet
Stutter Boy 19. Him
I can't help but think about Michael When I watch Eve happily dancing around the living room squealing Pizza and Milkshake. What is Michael doing now ? Did he go back to his home ? Where's his home ? I think whilst taking my phone out of my pocket to order Pizza.Michael has something in common with Eve. It's not the stutter or their liking for Pizza and milkshake. But something else. I don't really know what it is. Maybe the warmth that radiated from his body when I held him close. I felt like I was holding Eve. And looking at Michael reminds me of Eve and now looking at Eve, I'm thinking about him. One thing I'm sure, if Eve ever happens to meet Michael, she will definitely get along with him very well. In fact Eve gets along with everyone.Mom arrives at about 9. On hearing the sound of her car, I goes to the sit out. Eve had fallen asleep half an hour ago on the couch watching her cartoon and I had carried her upstairs to her room." When d
Stutter Boy 20. Paper balls
Nate’s POVAm I ready for today ? I search my reflection in the mirror for answers. Two nervous blue eyes stare at me from the mirror through the curtain created by Chestnut brown locks.Today is Monday. I have Calculus class with Ethan and his two friends. Will they again follow me to bully me ? Shall I bunk Calculus class? But how long am I gonna hide from them and skip Calculus? I need to go. I would just sit somewhere in the front and not look at them.I nod looking at myself in the mirror and then turn around walking out of the room and to my first class Biology.As the bell rings after the first hour, my heart starts to thud extremely fast. What will happen next ? I takes nervous steps towards the Calculus class praying in my mind for the two or maybe all the three of them to bunk Calculus class today or totally forget about me.I step into the class. Only a few students has arrived. I take a seat in the le
Stutter Boy 21. I'll never forgive this !
Last hour was chemistry. Chemistry teacher Mrs Allen had brought two racks of test tubes to class, filled with different acids and alkalis along with some metals to teach their combined reactions. She said the chemistry lab was under maintenance and she could only take us to the lab next week.Everyone hurries out of the class room with their things, as soon the bell rings. I am the only one remaining inside except for the teacher who is carefully placing the test tubes back inside the racks. Soon she finishes the task and looks at me. "Aren't you going?", She asks." Yeah..I'm g..going.", I say and stand up." can you do me a favour of taking this test tubes to the lab ?", She asks. I think for a moment about saying 'Sorry, I am in a hurry'. But that would probably sound rude as I was sitting here so leisurely. And I don't want to earn this teacher’s dislike too. So I nod. "Okay, lab assistant will be there. Just hand it to her." S
Stutter Boy 22. Enough with your help !
Ethan's POVI sit in the last row of the history class, anxiously looking at the doors with my textbook and assignment notebook sitting on the nearby chair, the chair near the window. Students pour into the class like colonies of ants, each one taking seat at their respective chairs along with their partner.The class fills in no time and I sigh looking down at my feet. I had a little hope that Michael will come today. But now I lost it. He isn't going to come. How could I expect him to class after yesterdays events ? Yesterday he got hurt badly. We beat him almost to death. we were about to go out for a party when he jumped in front of us. I actually didn't want to go but I couldn't say 'No' as I already avoided two parties last week.I was the first one to notice Michael. I prayed they won't see him and he'll walk away quickly. But things happened against my wish. Michael wasn't observing his surroundings. He was walking very slowly, lo
Stutter Boy 23. What do you want ?
Last hour was arts. Arts teacher Miss Anderson just told us to draw a scenery. I wasn't actually in a good mood to draw and I ended up drawing my typical sketch of a river with cherry blossom on one side and a blurry ashy hill behind. But it wasn't bad. I got an A for it.I'm somewhat good at drawing and that's why I choose arts as my elective subject. My Dad apparently draws well. He has done a few exhibitions of his art works and all. Okay, let me agree he's a great artist and that's probably how Eve and I got the talent. I only got a very small part of it but I know Eve has got it all. She already draws well and I know she'll become a really great artist when she grows up.So the last bell rang a few minutes ago and currently I'm hastily heading towards Michael's dorm, slinging my bag on my shoulder, thinking about something. Yeah What else? Michael itself.I was just thinking what elective subject he has chosen. Will it be Arts by any chanc
Stutter Boy 24. You are a coward !
" E..Ethan..wh..what did you do ? Are you o..okay ?", Michael asks in fear and concern which really surprise me. I bite on my lip trying to silently endure the pain. Michael then grabs my left hand and hurriedly pulls me inside, closing the door. He then drags me with him to the bathroom. He opens the washbasin tap and make me hold my hand under it. I wince slightly." Why the hell did you d..do that?", he asks." I wanted to talk to you.", I say.He shakes his head in exasperation. " Why the hell do you want to t..talk to me ? "" I'm sorry Michael.", I say." Why ? Why are you s..sorry ? You are again g..going to bully me tomorrow. Then why ?"" Do you hate me ?"" Yeah..I hate you ! ", he sneers.I press my lips together and look at the running water, splashing forcefully on my palm, causing a kind of piercing pain on my now swollen fingers. But it's nothing compared to the pain I now fe
Stutter Boy 25. I'm okay
Nate's POVI shut the door as soon as Ethan steps out. Locking it, I go to my bed and collapse down, heaving a sigh. I hate Ethan. I hate him so much. I hate the fact that he looks like Alex. I hate this school. I hate my previous school too. I hate every school. I don't want to study anymore.No I take it back. I want to study. I just hate going to school. I should better do home schooling.Lying on my bed, I involuntarily tear up. I can't bear this anymore. I don't have any idea what I should do. I'm scared to go to class. I'm scared seeing people. I'm so pathetic. I'm a loser. Tears run down my both cheeks one after another.Suddenly my phone rings near my ear making me flinch. I grab it and look at the caller ID. It's my Mom calling. I quickly wipe away my tears and breathe in and out a few times, trying to calm myself down. Then I answer the call." Hello Mickey..", My Mom says enthusiastically from the other si
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