Monday, June 27th
Kinsley
I groggily woke up from my deep sleep, yesterday was something new I thought to myself while I rubbed the sleep away from my eyes. I glanced over to my bed table and saw that I was going late for school, I threw my feet over the bed hastily, and quickly made myself ready. I skipped the breakfast I could live without breakfast it isn't something new and yanked the door open. I practically ran to school panting I got my English books and computer and ran for before the bell went off.
I opened the door and awkwardly looked around for any place near the window where I can shut off everyone and could think for myself. Usually, I think about the fictional characters I read about basically everything a bookworm thinks about I suppose. I found the place I wanted on the last row in the classroom next to an empty chair. I sat down and tried to listen to the movie Mrs. Smith put on for us, without zoning out. Sighing I watched the boring movie about baby pandas. Laying my head down on my arms not paying any attention whatsoever the whispering started. "She's probably the reason behind all of this". "Look at her playing all innocent, damn well knowing she is the murderer, fat bitch". "Mrs geek is probably the one they looking for, like looking at her says it all".
I could hear my name on and on again. I've had enough, I abruptly stood up, took my belongings and walked out of the door.I couldn't handle it, last year was a hell for me not this year to, I can't my life is already miserable as it is. Being bullied since what elementary simply because one girl said I liked reading and that I fantasize about that? How is that wrong I mean reading is my escape from reality and getting bullied for reading doesn't make sense to me. Now I have this big problem on my shoulders a MURDER, people whispering about me, pushing me into lockers saying awful things. NO I couldn't with this anymore.
Walking with fast steps and clenching my teeth preventing the hot tears to fall down, even bumping into someone's shoulder I didn't stop. I couldn't my head screamed for me to talk back to them to lash out, give something back for all this years of pain and agony. But I couldn't I felt so small so.. so dumb and useless. Suddenly I slapped my shaking hand over my mouth not willing to let out any sound at all and bolted for the school exit.
I was in my bubble of pain and stress I didn't even realize someone else was behind me until the person grabbed my shoulder. I stopped not having the courage to look back not with the snot and the tears running down my flushed cheeks I couldn't. I can't show myself looking like this.
"Kinsley? What happened?". The voice so familiar all of sudden the pain and my negative thoughts vanished instead I could feel those warm lips on mine. The senses flew back into my heart feeling some weird sensation in my stomach. I hesitantly turned around and met his grey eyes. There was a glint of concern maybe? Dakota.I dried away my tears and snot with the arm of my shirt. "Uh.. eh nothing, I..uh.. I have stomachache the usual". I said with rough voice while fidgeting with my bracelet avoiding eye contact.
He examined my face and squeezed my shoulder. I breathed in air. "Ok I'm not going to force you into anything, but I know what you said is a lie that's fine I understand are you skipping school because I am". He said now shoving his hands in his pockets. I watched him for few seconds before answering. " well I'm out here with my school books, is not like there is any classrooms out here right". I said trying to stop my smile creeping up on my face. One tip of his lips went up pretty Briefly, he cleared his throat " well I suppose not if I'm not missing out on something, well if you are down I was heading towards Bill's cafe?" He was not sure of his words but I quickly changed that " you mean you want company? I can go with you since I wouldn't want to be back in there anyways". I said for one second I stilled remember what I just said but thank the lord he didn't pay any attention to it, I tucked my school back on my shoulders. He nodded and gestured his hand to his motorcycle.
Feeling a little uneasy about it, he looked over his shoulder and smiled now a full smile where his dimples were out for me to see. Is this a dream?
He tossed a helmet my way catching it before it made contact with my face. "Cmon we don't got all the time in the world, I got limited time". He already sat on the motorcycle waiting for me.I cleared my throat for no apparent reason and got on the motorcycle. Tightly holding onto his waist. "Kinsley a little loose would be better for both of us unless you wanna crash? We don't want that do we?" He said, quickly I loosened my grip and he adjusted himself comfortably and off we went through the soothing wind lapping on us.
Not long after we entered the cafe and we ordered drinks. We sat in a booth deep inside the cafe. Perfect for me. Not aware of anything I met his grey eyes this time I once again felt something in my stomach. I adjusted myself so I could sit comfortably, and gave him a glance.
"Here are your drinks sir". The waitress said leaving us quickly after. I reached for my drink and took a long sip avoiding something I don't know. " So... what do you think about the Jude thingy". He said while fiddling with the straw. I don't know what I think about this situation firstly this seems very suspicious to me, and it feels like it's a set up. A perfect set up where the person knew what they did or them, I really don't know how many there was. Not aware I was having a full on discussion with myself not acknowledging Dakotas existence I stopped.I could feel the blood rushing up to my cheeks. "I uh um I.. well I think is very weird, and that it's a set up almost". I said now watching him. "He nodded " true, true I agree on that It doesn't make sense to me, I mean why and what could Jude possibly do to get herself murdered in cold blood?" He said rubbing the side of his nose while scrunching it. He looked so cute in that moment. Wait what did I just think? "No Kinsley not today you already got a lot of problems on your shoulders don't add your feelings as well". I shake my head almost imperceptible. But he caught it but didn't say anything about it.
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