Those Black Eyes
Chapter 2
By: Punk Lover
My head was down and I started thinking of my favorite tattoos on my arms. “ Benji, you ok?” I looked up quickly, surprised to see someone was talking to me. It was Skye, she was walking beside me, which was weird because I hadn’t noticed. She kept staring at me, which made me very uncomfortable. I looked in front of me to see Paul, Joel and Billy racing each other down the street. Then, suddenly, Skye walked in front of me and stopped me, grabbing my shoulders with her gentle hands.
“ Ever since we met you haven’t really talked to me. Is there something wrong?” Her eyes…her black eyes that made my eyes turn to stone. I loved her eyes and the way they made me feel when I looked at them. I realized that it was at least a minute before she asked the question so I had to think of something to say fast. Anything.
“ I’m ok. I’m just…tired.” She nodded her head and moved back beside me and we kept walking in silence, just barely hearing the rest of the guys yelling and each other and hearing their faint foot steps.
My head was down again and my hands were in my pocket. I heard a small chattering noise and turned to see that it was Skyes mouth, she was freezing. ‘ Put your arm around her’ I kept telling myself ‘ It’s not like she’ll just through your arm away in discuss. She’s cold and will probably appreciate it.’ I was nervous, not really knowing what to do and not wanting her to think I’m coming on to her.
My arm moved out of my pocket but not around her shoulders or her waist. Suddenly, I guess realizing what I was thinking, she toke my arm and put it around her shoulders herself. I slowly started smiling thanking, nobody in particular, for letting her think the same thing as me. I looked down at her and smiled seeing as she was looking back at me also smiling.
“ I hope you don’t mind that your…”
“ Don’t worry. I was thinking I should help you out with the cold anyway.” She giggled a bit then stopped as soon as the guys were running back towards us.
“ I…totally…kicked…your…asses!” Billy said while trying to catch his breath and trying not to laugh at the same time.
Joel bent down putting his hands on his knees panting trying to, also, catch his breath. “ Ya…right! I…was…at least…2 seconds…ahead!” Paul was to much into catching his breath then to argue over some stupid race. After a couple minutes, they all caught their breath and finally started walking with Skye and me.
“ Skye, Benji, who do you think won the race?” Joel asked eagerly.
“ What does it matter who won. Our prize is taking.” Billy said looking a little disappointed at Skye. I looked down to see Skye laughing and cuddling closer to me acting like I owned her, which isn’t a bad thing at all if you ask me.
The rest of the walk to Skyes house was actually involving me. We talked about what school was like, how Billy and her became friends and all the good times they had together. By the time we got to Skyes we were all pretty tired, and walking up a stairwell isn’t that fun. We got up to the third floor of her apartment and walked down the hall. We got to her door and she stumbled with the keys. Finally getting the right key, she opened the door, walking in and throwing her bag on the floor and taking off her shoes. We walked in behind her and took off our shoes too.
“ You guys can watch TV if you want. I’m going to take a shower and find blankets and shit so you guys can have a nice long good night sleep.” We all just nodded and walked over to the living room and turned on the TV.
About 15 minutes later Skye came out of the bathroom just wearing a towel. I sat up a bit as I saw her walking towards us. I noticed that the other guys were already sleeping. Paul sort of falling off the chair, Billy sleeping on the floor, and Joel slightly kicking me while he slept on the couch. I pretended to be still watching TV as she walked into the living room.
“ What are you watching? It looks like crap.” She stared at the TV looking in discuss.
‘ I’m not watching, I’m busy keeping my eyes on you’
“ I don’t know. I haven’t been watching it because I’m so tired.”
“ I’ll get into my pjs and get everything ready so you can sleep.”
“ Do you want some help?”
“ To get dressed? No thanks I think I can do that myself.” She turned into her room laughing. My face getting hot and turning red. I was blushing. I just got embarrassed! I’ve never been embarrassed…by a girl at least. She walked back out of her room wearing a pair of “Sponge Bob Square Pants” boxers and a white tank top with the words “LOSER” written on it. She went to the kitchen so I decided to follow her. I sat on the counter top and watched as she got out some “Homer Simpson Cookie D’uh!” ice cream.
“ Want some?” I nodded my head and she got out 2 bowls and 2 spoons.
We sat there on the counter eating our ice cream. I looked at her just to see her smiling at me. “ What?” I asked wondering what she was smiling at. She showed me her spoon that was full of ice cream. ‘ What does she want? I don’t get it… Oh NO!!!! DUCK!!’ But before I could she through some ice cream at me and it landed right in my eye. She fell on the floor laughing her head of while trying to silence herself so not to wake up the guys.