Hey all! So here goes chapter-1, horribly written by Shubhi, edited by Blue. If you're thinking after reading about Eric and Amy's past, don't worry, we've planned things. It's raw, but probably we'd edit once we have more clear idea of how to progress it.
We created a club.....FOLLOW!.
AMY
The screeching of the chalk against the blackboard coincided with the prom night being replayed inside my head. The flashing lights, the disco ball, and the worst of all-his hands rolled around her waist. I found myself trying to escape the wrath of the mist all around me, holding tight to the hem of my mauve gown. A faint echo buzzed around my ear, followed by the feel of a hand against my elbow. It was Jake. He held my hand gingerly, and pulled me back to him. The mist grew even stronger, his voice more still. I was sure he was saying something, but what. As if the whole world around me was slopping like waves, and there were only four people alive on the planet: Jake, Ellen, Eric and me, I groaned in pain. Jake's grip grew tighter around my wrist and a sudden chill ran down my spine.
"What's the matter, baby?" He gawked, but still sounding like an echo. I turned back to look at Eric, his lips pursuing hers. I must have died millions of deaths right there.
I tried to push away the puddle of thoughts conquering my mind and bring back some gaiety to my heart. What would have happened if Ellen had never entered our lives? Obviously, Eric won't have been attracted to her like a magnet and right now his hands would have been covering my waist-not hers. And Jake? Not sure. For a hunk like him, finding someone who did justice to him couldn't have been tough. All might have ended well. If it wasn't for that Ellen-the witch she is.
I looked deep into the contemplating eyes of Jake-Don't you love me? It was the only thing that I could read in his eyes. I dropped my head on his chest and closed my eyes. You're in so love with him, Amy!I smiled. But what about Eric then? If he didn't care about breaking me, why should I care about him? As it is, he had someone.
It might have been this exact moment when something hit me hard on my face. I shrieked in pain, dimly aware of the greatest sin that I had committed. I had just sprang out my guts of bunking Mrs. Harrowgate's interesting Biology class. How could you, Amy? Poor Mrs. Harrowgate! I looked down at a fresh chalk piece, now broken into fragments. As realization struck me hard like a slap, my feet automatically shoved my body up, and in seconds I was standing on my feet. Mrs. Harrowgate stared at me. I returned the stare, though mildly. Her eyes dilated, growing their focus on my face. But all this didn't have any effect on me. I just stared at her.
"Miss Mordant?" she smiled, but not a smile which could light you up. A dastardly one.
"Yes, Mrs. Harrowgate?" I spoke, keeping my voice straight.
"Is there something more interesting going on?" She eyed me levelly.
"No, Mrs-"
"Don't you dare lie to me," she barked.
"Hmm, I'm not." A sudden courage shoveled out the words out of my mouth.
"Then why weren't you looking at the board?"she growled. If you're ever the only person left on the planet and bump into her, I would consider you damn unlucky. She wasn't the pleasantest person to bump on a busy road, let alone an alone, ravaging world.
"I think because you suck, your teaching sucks and most importantly-where did you buy this pink jokers' bodysuit from?" I pulled my head back a bit, and started eying her plush pink disaster. Her evil smile vanished, leaving behind a pout. I don't know what had gotten into me, but the bubbling anger inside me, directed at Eric, was coming out in this form. How much ever I tried to bring myself together to believe in my true love for Jake, in another instance my brain snatched me back to another conclusion-I loved Eric.
Her mole came to life, and started breathing according to her breaths. It would grow bigger when she exhaled out the cigar-filled breath, and it would come to normality when she took in some. She clenched her fist tightly into a ball, and banged it on my desk. Oh, poor desk!
A laughter slipped out. Not from me, not from her. But from a corner of the class where I had forbidden my eyes to enter. As all the faces turned towards Eric, his smile widened. He had to push his face down, though, when Mrs. Harrowgate fixed her scary green eyes on him. Seriously, this was her effect. But on me, it couldn't work today somehow. This very reason might have rose the temperature of her fury to a fierce hundred degrees as she again banged her fist on my table. Consequently, a small paper flew off the desk. She launched her hand in the air to catch the paper, but it was already out of her reach. Now, ready to erupt as a volcano, she wrote something on a paper in her hand and tore it from the edges. She put it in my outstretched hand.
Detention after school on Tuesday.I later came to know that she had proposed the same chit to Eric.
Neatly signed with her pink gel pen, it was nothing more than a routine for me. I had been into detention since primary school a lot, but never for a reason like this. I had been numb all this while, just Eric's recent laughter ringing in my head. Why did he do that? Was I a laughing stock? I scrunched shut my eyes to block away any memory of him, whether sweet or bitter. Mrs. Harrowgate walked away, carrying her heavy self, to the podium and started ranting about the Gymnosperms.
"This term is made up of two Greek words: gymno meaning naked and sperma meaning seed," she explained with extensive use of her manicured fingers. Look, she got a manicure for the first time. I couldn't help but enjoy a bit of pleasure. 'Any guesses what they are?" she asked, her eyes scanning for the best student, Jessica.
Jessica rose her hands proudly, fixing her glasses steadily on the bridge of her nose. "Yes?" Mrs. Harrowgate smiled sweetly, folding her hands in front of her almost flat chest.
"The plants of this group bear-" Blah! Blah! Blah!
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As the dreariness of the Biology class washed away, I walked towards Jake, who was sitting on a table in the cafeteria. From where I was coming, only his bronze coloured hair was visible. He wasn't a Biology student. He believed that it was for nerds, debarring me, of course. And after the stint by Jessica today, I couldn't very well ignore his theory.
"Hey!" I sat down next to him, watching him take the last bite of his hamburger. He winced at me, and wiped off the mayonnaise sauce smeared on the right side of his face.
"Hmm, sorry I had my lunch. What would you have? I'll get you whatever you like," he asked, pointing at the food stalls. I simply smiled and rested my face on my left elbow. Even though the Biology class was over, Eric's laugh pierced my heart and I felt a sudden raft of disgust on myself. What would he think of me now? I wondered. Shut up, Amy! Why do you care? Another voice from my heart stepped into my thought.
The coke drizzled down Jake's throat as he kept on looking at me. His eyebrows came nearer and lines transcended his forehead."What's the matter, Amy?"
"Oh, nothing-" Why did God give him his great face-reading power?
"Don't lie to me," he spoke. Deja vu added to my already frustrated self.
As I lazily narrated the events of the uneventful Biology class, his face hardened. I don't know why, but it did. I told him everything except, of course, about the prom night pain. I managed to convince him that I was dreaming about our dance, and for the first time since I had began narrating, a smile ran through his lips, only to vanish again. Eric! His Laugh!
"How dare he?" Jake growled. His nose flared, and his innocent face transformed into the face of a devil. Only a devil I wouldn't be harmed by.
"Leave him, Jake. He's just missing Ellen today." I reasoned, not showing any favour for Eric in my voice. I was going for reasoning. Smart enough.
"But that's no reason to laugh at my girl."
"Leave that."
"And why did Mrs. Harrowgate give detention? It wasn't a serious thing, " he protested.
"It's fine. Let's go, I ain't in no mood for lunch." I kept my hands on his and pressed them tightly.
"You'll become a size zero model, then, I guess." He joked, and the smile I wanted to see had returned.
Jake signalled me to stand up and as I did so, he jogged to my side and wrapped his caring hands around my shoulders. We walked away from the cafeteria to our next class, History. Mr. Stuart had already started explaining Hitler's mindset with great interest when we entered. We set ourselves cozily on two adjacent desks. I leaned backwards and relaxed for the first time since the morning. No more of Eric for next thirty minutes was a thought enough to wash away all the pain.
Three months back his absence would have created a pit in my stomach and it wasn't that pleasant even now without him, but it was easy to convince myself that I didn't love him any more if he wasn't around. So his absence proved to be a boon for me.
My eyes shifted to Jake, who had already been looking at me for the past five minutes. I shot him a smile and turned my attention to the blackboard. No Mrs. Harrowgate either. Ah, what a bliss!
As I walked out of the school, with my fingers fitting into the spaces between Jake's, forming a jigsaw, a sense of pleasure grew in my stomach. The birds flew, the ocean blue of the sky was still intact and the mirth all around filled my heart with pleasure. I rested my head on his shoulder and tried to drift away to a world where there was no Eric or Ellen. Just my Utopia!
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