2The next day at the mall, Elizabeth and Phoebe bought some new season clothes. "Hey Phoe, I'm going into the shoe store to get some new shoes."
"Oh cool. I need some new jean heals."
"Oh um, I was actually going to get some Converse shoes."
"Why?"
"I don't know. I thought they would look cute."
"Okay. Whatever. Just don't turn into one of those punkers. You wouldn't look good as one."
"Hey don't get a bitchy attitude with me Phoe."
Phoebe seemed to ignore Elizabeth's words until she gasped, "Eew, there's that ugly punker and his stupid faggot friends."
Elizabeth glanced over to where Phoebe was looking at. There he was. Miles and his buddies Chris, Jon, and Luke were walking up behind her.
Miles threw back his head as Luke cracked a joke of the two preppy girls ahead of them. "That's Elizabeth and her friend. They're in my biology class," Chris added. "Elizabeth's cool. She's always shares her answers with me and she explains what's going on but her friend is a total snob. They're freshman though."
"Chris, you act like we would care," Luke snapped.
"Man fuck off," Miles commanded before noting the two girls one last time. Miles could tell which one was Elizabeth and which one was the friend. The one not giving the disgusted look was Elizabeth.
That night Elizabeth sat on her bedroom floor trying to accomplish something-anything but her homework. Thoughts of Miles savagely entered her mind. She closed her eyes taking in the moment. "Ugh, why do I like him so much?" The answer was so unclear to her.