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Chapter 2
I walked to my locker, still can’t get Elliot’s expressions out of my head. Soon, I feel someone’s tugging my hair. I turned around in surprise, “Huh?”
“It’s me, Chloe Westbrook?” The girl behind me said with a slight sarcasm.
Chloe Christine Westbrook has been my best friend for a long time, i don’t know, since kindergarten? She sometimes is a bit annoying, but she’s truly a kind person.
“How was Camp Thunderbird?” I asked while I walked out of Art.
“Awesome! We had a race to see who picked the most wood for the fire, and guess what? I won!!” She said in excitement as if she had been waiting forever to tell me this.
“Good for you!” I said, sharing her happiness.
“Where were you? I couldn’t find you.” Chloe had a concerned look on her face.
I smiled and answered, “Oh, I didn’t go because I don’t like camping.”
“At least try! It’s really fun! You get to sit around the fire and tell...anyways where were you when everyone else was camping?” She said in suspicion, “Flirting with boys? Well I guess you never like anyone. You never understands about true love.” Chloe had a dreamy expression while she was saying this.
“At strings class I did theory with Elliot.” I answered, “not much going on.”
“Oh? How was it?” Chloe had a mysterious smile on her face.
“Not bad.” I answered, “he was pretty weird.”
“Really? I never knew you like theory and who is Elliot? I mean, I know who he is, but….”
“But what?” I said in confusion.
“I dunno, do you like him?” I blushed when she said that. “Wait, you’re blushing because you like him right?”
“No way!” I said. Then I quickly changed the topic. “Are you going to after-school badminton practice?”
“Yeah! Let’s go!” She said, Chloe had always love sports, any kind of sports.
“Hey, wait for me!” I called after her, she became very energetic when she is talking about sports too.
I ran after Chloe to the girl’s change room. I quickly got into my school PE gears. I used to do traditional chinese dances, it needs to have dancers change very quickly or else they are disqualified. So I went into the habit of changing extremely quick
“Come on Evelyn!” Even though I was a fast changer, Chloe can change even quicker than me when it’s time for sports.
“Ok, but wait I can’t find my racket!” I said worriedly.
Chloe and I quickly went through my gym bag and found my racket. We quickly ran to the gym. When we got there, I saw Elliot and his friend Nicholas Lockwood playing a quick relay. Elliot was really good at it! I couldn’t help myself but watch them. Suddenly, I heard Chloe yelled, but I couldn’t find out what she was saying. Then, when I turned around, a thing seems like a racket hit my face and I felt myself falling.
Falling.
And falling.
My vision blurred out, and I heard a thud.
I fell to a place of darkness… Like there wasn’t a bottom.   

And all I could make out of my mouth was the word “Elliot.”

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