My Tears

Chapter 8: Oh.. I see...

Sandy's P.O.V

I can't believe him! How dare he?! How dare he?! How dare he steal my bag?!

I guess telling him to stay the heck away from me was a bad idea. It seemed to have the opposite effect. Maybe I should withdraw it...What?! Who am I kidding?! Of course I won't withdraw it!

I ran out of the change rooms and saw Mr Harns and Dylan in his office. They seemed to be having a very heated talk. Dylan narrowed his eyes at Mr Harns, bit something out through clenched teeth that I didn't hear and pushed the door open. He froze when he saw me standing in front of him.

"Ur.... Heh...hey...ar... Sandy.." He trailed off awkwardly.

I glared at him. "Perv." I muttered under my breath.

"No! No! No..no!!... Um.. I can explain..but your probably not going to listen though right?"

I scoffed. Sure. Sure. You keep telling yourself that asshat.

"What did you just call me?"

"A fat pig." I said bluntly.

"Okay then." Dylan casted his eyes to the ground. "So.... Are you gonna let me explain."

I stared back at him, waiting for his explanation.

He stared back.

"Well?..."

"Oh.. So you know how you pranked Brianna. Well she wanted to get back at you by stealing your clothes so that you had nothing to change into. And.. Well... I wanted to prevent that so I took your bag. I didn't purposely I swear. If you don't believe me it's fine. You can be angry if you want. I just wanted-" he stop short when he realised he was babbling and blushed.

Dylan Laxington just BLUSHED?!

"So..yeah.."

"Okay."

He took my bag to keep me from getting embarrassed in front of everyone. That's so cute. Sweet and- WHAT?!! Are YOU SAYING SANDY?!!!

"Okay?" He cocked an eyebrow. "That's it? That's all you have to say?"

"Yep. Um... Thanks." I whispered.

Dylan smiled. "So are we cool?"

"Yeah." I breathed caught up in the moment. "WAIT WHAT?!"

"What?" He asked back at me. "Friends? Yes? No?" I shot him a look. "No." He sighed, disappointed.

"Sandy? Let's go!" Alana called out to me.

I linked arms with her. "Bye Dylan."

"Bye."

"What was that about eh? Sandy?" Alana asked as we walked away.

"Nothing."

She looked at me incredulously.

The rest of the day past without any problems, that is...until lunch. Alana and I had found a nice place to sit at in the caffeteria and were quietly and peacefully, PEACEFULLY eating our lunch when Dylan suddenly sat down beside me.

I picked up my lunch and moved to a different table, Alana trailing after me. I would've loved to have said that Dylan got the point and stayed where he was but no.. No. He just couldn't get the point. He had to follow.

I huffed. "Ugh can you leave me alone?"

The whole student body was watching, waiting for his response.

Dylan just smiled and settled down next to me. All through lunch I felt a thousand eyes watching my every move, analysing and judging.

How celebrities do this I have no idea. At one point in time I had thought of smiling and waving but I decided against it. Don't want to make a fool out of myself now do I?

No.

The bell rang signifying the en of lunch and I made my way towards my Science room. My first science lesson. Yay! I walked into class, chose a random spot and sat, taking out my exercise book, pen and ruler. A second bell signified the starting of class. The teacher walked in a folder in hand. Again he seemed very young and very hot. What is with all these hot teachers?! But hey...I'm not complaining.

"Class we have a new student joining us today. Sandy, please make yourself at home."

I casually propped my shoes on the chair in front of me. "This homy enough for you sir?" I asked.

He looked at me chuckling, eyes glittering with amusement. "Sure just make sure to move them when someone wants to sit. Yours sincerely Mr Alec Anderson."

The door suddenly slammed open and in stomped in a very red faced...oh my gosh are you kidding me?!!!

He's in my class?!!!

Fate. What are you playing at? If you're trying to get us together I will personally find you and explain to you that your choice is faulty and invalid.

"Well Dylan, how nice of you to join us. I thought you would be a no show again." Mr Anderson said his voice dripping with sarcasm.

Dylan threw him a glare.

"Over here mate!" Someone in the back called.

Dylan's eyes fell onto the spot in front of me. He smirked.

"Do you just like to sit with me to annoy me?" I hissed at him when he sat down.

"I don't know Di, do I?"

"Don't call me that!"

Hellooooooooo school has started like 3 wks ago so I had a lot of mojo goin' on and couldn't update for like forever but here's another just for you guys my readers. Feel free to comment, like or like.

Thank u for ur patience!!