Life Of Melanie (Completed)

The first call was easy, and Clarissa couldn’t have been happier for me. She said she knew by the look in my eye on my first day home, that Brice was the one for me. However when I asked her advice on what I should say to Lucas, she sighed and said that, that was on thing I would have to figure out on my own.

When I picked up my phone for the second time to dial Lucas’ number, I faltered. I knew it would be best if I went ahead and got everything out in the open, but for some reason I could not bring myself to punch the buttons. I never intended on hurting anyone, hell I don’t even know what Lucas and I are classified as. I mean are we a couple, are we just you know talking or whatever. We have never really spoke about what we were, we just were. I didn’t know if that was a good thing or a bad thing. Taking a few deep breaths I tried again to call his cell, I had better luck dialing the numbers this time. Silently I prayed for his voicemail, and God must have been listening cause on the third ring it cut right to his voicemail, “ Hey this is Lucas, you know the drill.” After the short monotone beep, I left him a very brief message, “Hey its um…..Melanie, we need to talk, call me when u get this.”

As I laid the receiver back in its cradle, I yawned and looked over at the clock on my night stand. The red digital numbers read 10:13pm. I crossed my small room to my even small bathroom and began to undress to get in the shower when I heard a soft tick on my window. Quickly I wrapped myself in a towel and ran to my window, hoping Brice would be standing on the other side. To my surprise it wasn’t Brice, but it was the last person I wanted to see at this moment…Lucas. Silently I held up one finger letting him know I would need a second before I came out. He nodded his head, and turned and walked in the direction of his car.

I drug myself to the spot where my discarded clothes were on the floor and began to throw them back on. I almost wanted to hide from him, but I knew that would solve nothing. This has got to be like the worst case scenario. I come home and have two completely perfect guys interested in me, and I have to choose. Its just not fair. At that moment I got really nervous, I had no idea what to say to him. I have never in my life been in this situation. Although I was scared shitless, I let myself out into the night to face my fears.

I could see Lucas’ silhouette as he leaned against the black mustang. Slowly I made my way over to him and took a spot next to him on the car. Shoving my hands in my pockets I tried to act casual when I greeted him, “Hey, you.”
“Hey,” he acknowledged as he turned and stepped in front of me bringing us face to face. Slowly he leaned down to kiss me, I wanted to push him away, but I couldn’t find the strength. His mere presence intoxicated me. ‘At least the kiss was innocent,’ I thought to myself when it ended. God guilt sucked.
“I got your message, but I had to see you, I hope this is okay,” he asked hopefully with his hands resting on my hips.
Growing more nervous by the minute I stuttered, “Yea…I mean…yea.”
“Melanie,” he said snapping me out of my daze. I looked into his eyes and could tell he knew something was a miss. I prepared myself to tell the truth, but before I could open my mouth to push out the words, he continued. “I am so glad to have met you, I mean your beautiful and funny and unlike anyone I have ever met, I really don’t want to screw this up with you.”

Of course I was taken aback. I had been trying to make myself believe that, Lucas was just you know Lucas. He didn’t have like girlfriends, he had like chicks, but the painful honesty in his eyes let me know I was in big trouble. Here he was opening up for me on the very night I was going to ‘break up’ with him. If I didn’t have a heart I would have told him then and there, not to waste his time. I did, however, have a heart, and up until that point I was sure that he was in fact wasting his time. But, the look in his eyes practically begged me for a chance. How could I not give him one. This was Lucas Hope, the only guy that has ever made me cream my pants. I was going to give him up for Brice the amazingly sweet, sexy, and thoughtful guy I had only known for three weeks. This was going to be a lot harder than I thought it would be.

Still so very confused I tried to get away from his grasp, but I failed. “Hey, whats the matter,” he asked a little worriedly, “I mean did I say something wrong?”
“No, Lucas, no….you said every thing right, its just that, I never you know, expected this,” I told him honestly. “I never expected this to mean anything, what I am trying to say is I guess I just thought that this was…… shit I don’t know.” I stammered.
Grabbing me by the shoulders and commanding my attention the said, “Believe me I know what you mean, but honestly I have never met anyone like you. You’re not scared to tell me who you feel, and that is something that I never knew I was looking for, but I guess I have been for awhile.”
With his words my heart sank. I put my hands to his chest and gently pushed him away from me. I needed air, I needed to think, I needed to move two thousand miles away from here. I took a few steps in front of him and I could feel his eyes burning into me. Slowly I turned and looked at him with the most courage I could muster, “I need some time to think, about everything.,” the disappointment in his face nearly brought tears to my eyes, but I stayed strong. I stepped up to him and placed my finger tips on his cheek as I reached up to lightly touch my lips to his. Standing there with our lips just barely pressed together, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close. My head was telling me to step away, but my heart was begging for just a few more seconds. Squeezing him tight one last time, took a step back and brushed a stay hair out of my eyes and tucked it behind my ears. Lucas would not look me in the eye, and I guessed I deserved it, I mean he practically poured his heart out, and all I could say was, I have to think. But it was true, I had more than enough to think about.

“I’ll see you tomorrow at school,” I assured him as he climbed into the driver’s seat of his car. He didn’t answer, just gave a weak smile as his taillights disappeared in the dark.


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The first day of school was going to be hell I just knew it. From the moment my feet hit the floor, I was in this funk. Some how today I was going to have to juggle, new classes, questioning stares, and two gorgeous guys. ‘How did I get myself into this shit,’ I kept asking myself over and over.

Of course, I had to be late on the first day too. As if losing enough weight to be noticed wasn’t enough. I shyly walked into my first period class practically trying to hide behind the ten pound text book. No, I didn’t work for a second. Luckily Clarissa and I have the same schedule, at least there would be one friendly face to greet me. It took me a minute to spot her, probably because the person I saw was not the Clarissa I knew. Not only had she worn the mini skirt I lent her, she also cut her beautiful long curly black locks. Her straight black hair now fell just an inch or so below her chin. Although I was pissed that she had not let me in on such a drastic appearance alteration, I was pleasantly pleased with the out come. It was obvious that she was as well. We said our hello’s as the classroom once again quieted down and the teacher began her lecture.

The first half of the day went rather smoothly. There were a few students that did come up to me to say that I looked really good, and some asked me where I was from. There were no haters, and for that I was thankful. Clarissa, on the other hand had gotten tons of attention. Everywhere she went, snickers and whispers could be heard. Clarissa being the strong willed person she was held her head high and went with the flow of things.

I told her everything that had happened with Lucas after our chat on the phone. I could tell she felt sorry for me, but we both knew there was nothing she could do. To my surprise I had not seen either of the two men in my life. I did feel relieved that the day was half way over, and I had been able to avoid them altogether. Of course I spoke too soon. I was standing at the water fountain near the girls washroom when Clarissa came flying up to me from out of nowhere.

“You need to hide, now,” she whispered as she frantically pushed me into the restroom.
“Why whats going on?” I asked wide eyed.
“Lucas is coming this way, and I know I have never seen Brice before, but there is a new guy with him, and I can only guess that it is Brice.” She hurriedly tried to explain.
“No fucking way,” I screeched as I pushed her out of the way so I could peek my head around the door.

Scanning the students running around, from one class to the other I caught of glimpse of Lucas’ laughing face. Standing on my tip toes to see over a few kids I heard myself gasp.
There walking together down the hall of my high school was Lucas and Brice.

“Holy Shit!” I said burying my head in my hands, “I’m screwed.”