Andrew and I take a seat on the bench in the backyard. "So?Elle?" he asks curiously. "Oh,that's just a nickname James gave me when we were little," I reply,"I was?ten years old?I think?As you know,my dad left us when I was eight,and when the other kids found out about it,well?you know how kids are. Anyway,this one boy,Thomas,was exceptionally focused on bullying me. I was smaller than most kids my age,making me an easier target. One day,Thomas just pushed me off the swing,without any reason,and called me hideous names. I came home with a scraped knee,refusing to talk to anyone for days and locking myself in my room. My mom knew James and I were inseperable,so in an attempt to make me talk,she invited James over. When he asked me what's wrong,I started crying and told him everything. He ended up telling me that I shouldn't care about what other thought of me. He then gave me the nickname 'Elle',saying that it's just as unique as I am,and whenever I needed a reminder,I just have to think of that moment. I went to school the next day,only to find Thomas with a black eye. Since James was the only one I had told,I immediately knew it was him. I didn't tell anyone,knowing that James could get in trouble,especially since he's two years older than us."

"I'm sorry that happened to you,Elle," Andrew says,giving a sympathetic look. I give him a smile,"That's okay,it's in the past." Somehow,I didn't like the idea of Andrew calling me 'Elle'.

"So what did you want to talk to me about?" I ask, "It sounded serious." "Well,you've been acting weird lately. So I did some digging,and I heard that you saw me with some girl?" Huh. I wonder where he got that information. "Anyway,I just wanted to clear the air,you know. And make sure everything was alright between us?" he says. I completely forgot about the whole situation. "Yeah,we're cool," I reply. "That's good,because?I've missed talking to you?" he says as he puts a strand of hair behind my ear. "Umm,yeah me too?" I say uncomfortably,fiddling with my fingers. "You know,I've never met anybody like you Elle. You're the most amazing girl I've ever met. And I?" He doesn't finish the sentence,and before I know it,his lips meet mine.

*James POV*

I've searched everywhere. It's like she's completely disappeared. I've run out of places to look. Natalie approaches me. "Did you find her?" I ask. "No,but she's probably with Andrew,because I don't see him either," she replies. A wave of jealousy spreads over me. The thought of him being with her didn't put me at ease?AT ALL. "Let's just keep looking," I say angrily,moving to the back of the house. As I pass the back door,I hear her voice. I decide to eavesdrop (yeah I know,not my proudest moment). I hear Andrew talking to hear,and as I peek,I see him going in for a kiss,causing my heart to drop. I start to feel anger rushing through my entire body,and before I know it,I find myself rushing through the crowd of people,running out the door,furious about what I just saw.