Look At Me...Please.
Chapter Two



I frowned.
“Looks...nice? I don’t see anyone.”
Torbin got out of his car and stuffed his keys into his shorts pocket. He leaned down and stuck his head inside the car before he closed it. Being about 6 foot 2, he had to lean quite far to be at eye level with me.
“You’re not looking hard enough.”
He started walking away, into the forest on a barely noticeable path. I hopped out of the car, and jogged up to him. I started to hear voices the deeper we got into the forest, and then I saw people. A boy with shaggy dark hair and green eyes, slightly shorter Torbin, greeted us, as I stood beside him awkwardly.
“Torb! Who’s this?”
He asked gesturing to me. I looked at the boy and gave a weak smile.
“I...”
“That’s Tori.”
Torbin interrupted me, which in this case I didn’t mind, because the boy scared me for no reason whatsoever.
“She’s, um –“
Torbin leaned in and whispered to the boy, loudly enough that I could hear.
“She’s shy.”
They both laughed and the boy gave me a smile. His teeth were perfect, his smile almost contagious. I had to bite back a small smirk myself.
“Tori,”
He took one last drink of whatever was in that cup of his.
“I’m Archer. Um, you can go get a drink. Just go inside the house and it’s on your right.”
I gave Torbin a confused look, and he just shrugged his shoulders.
“Run along, now.”
Torbin said, teasing me. I smiled at Archer and made my way to the house. I knew nobody at this place, so I didn’t know what I was going to do. There were people everywhere. All talking, laughing with their friends. I felt my body hit hard against something.
“Jesus.”
I heard a deep voice. I looked up only to that I had bumped into a boy who was on his phone. He had lighter hair than Archer, but still shaggy.
“Um, sorry...”
I said, making my way past him. I felt someone behind me, and turned around.
“Wait,”
The boy I bumped into whispered. A smile slid onto his perfectly sculpted face.
“I –I’m Virgil.”
I felt my cheeks flush. This boy was gorgeous. His eyes were a dark, dark brown, almost black. He had a narrow but firm jaw line, and a scratchy, deep voice. He was tall, even taller than Torbin. He was very close to me; I could feel his minty breath on my neck.
“I’m Tori.”
I spoke in a dazed voice. He had on a dark blue hoodie and a pair of beige shorts. This was stupid. I had barely met the guy and I’m going all lovesick on him? He never wiped that beautiful smile off his face.
“Do you want a drink?”
He asked, our eyes still locked together.
“Uh, sure.”
I followed him to the bar that was in the corner of the room. Obviously, this was a party house.
“What would you like?”
I played with my fingers; I had never had any alcohol in my entire life, so I didn’t know any names. I was about to say water, but I didn’t want to make him think I was weak. I reluctantly answered.
“Whatever you’re having.”
He hesitantly grabbed two cans of beer that had a label I didn’t recognize.
“Thanks.”
I gave him a smile, and opened the can. We walked outside of the house, into the backyard, where there were almost no people. We stood in the middle of the yard, and he looked down at me.
“So, “
He said, leaning against a table.
“Tell me about yourself.”
I gave a soundless laugh.
“Well,”
I started, looking at the beer can and realizing the horrible smell it had.
“I am I size 8 shoe size, I crack my knuckles and I eat everything.”
Virgil laughed, and brought his gaze to my can of beer that I had in my hands.
“And,”
He said, leaning over to me.
“You don’t drink.”





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