The Accident

When Emily is told she is moving in with a brand new family- She panics. She never fit in anywhere, how is she supposed to fit in with a new family? But maybe, a Romeo and Juliet fanatic will help her on her way...


11. Chapter eight

After we all finished eating, everybody went into the sitting room... Except me. They were watching a film, and that made me feel.. Out of place. So, instead, I stayed at the kitchen table to draw. I always loved art class. It was my favourite place to get away from everything.

"That's brilliant."

I jumped at the unexpected voice, leaving a line on my page.

"Uh.. Sorry" winced Hugo.

"It's ok" I mumbled, rubbing out the lines. He stood near me, and I felt my heart pounding. I could feeling him studying my drawing of a random face I found online... Judging it.

"Shading's great" he nodded. He had a weird, almost uncertain confidence... His personality didn't quite make sense to me.

"Thanks." I could feel myself furiously blushing.

"I can't stand that movie" he quietly groaned, slumping into a seat, two spots away from me.

I let my eyes flicker up to him.

"Why do people watch such predictable movies and then watch them ten times over?"

"I hate watching movies more than once" I nodded. And then I was shocked. I just spoke to him. He went to speak again.

Were we having a conversation?

"Talk about ruining a good mood... Spending time with dad" he quietly muttered at the end.

I decided to ignore that. Instead, I decided to be brave and ask him a question, therefore continuing our conversation.

How pathetic am I?

"What were you in a good mood about?"

His face instantly lit up.

"Schools over! I don't have to deal with those jerks for three months!" he grinned.

"I know the feeling! Everybody hated me in my old school."

"It's just the constant name-calling. Did you get that?!" he asked indignantly.

"Yeah! And then the teachers take their side over yours!"

"Thank you!" he exclaimed, slumping back in his seat, his eyes opening wide. "Finally! Someone who understands!"

"Ditto" I nodded.

And then I was curious. Maybe it was way too personal, but I asked anyway.

"Why do people bully you?"

He sadly laughed.

"Lacey's pale and I'm freaking brown" he said in calm anger. "People said that my mother had an affair around the time that she was pregnant with Lacey, so we're 'twins'. They call me crossbred all the time." He shook his head, and looked both furious and upset.

"People called me the accident" I said timidly. "People knew that mum had me at fifteen, and it spread like wildfire. Torture from primary until now."

He smiled sadly at me.

"It's nice to have someone who understands" he said softly. He paused, biting his lip.

That was hot.

"We should... Talk more" he said slowly. "I'm... Really glad that you're here, Emily."

My heart melted.

"Me too" I smiled.

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