Chapter 5

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Today I got up and dressed in somewhat nice clothes. I call that my achievement of the week. Days at Nash's house have been long and tiresome with no calls nor visits from my family. I expected that from my parents, but not from Cam and Sam. They couldn't even send a text to see how I was? Through the whole week the news slowly seeped out of the house an into our small town. Will, Hayes, and Nash's stepdad now know. None of them seemed to really care-with the exception of Hayes who acted slightly like my brother.
"Hey, you awake Cass?" Asks Nash, peering through the door. I nod and he lets out a small smile.
"Get your ass up, you're going to school" he says cooly.
"Are you kidding? Nash! I can't you don't understand-" I'm cut off as he scoops me into his arms and drags me out of bed.
"I've decided you would hate being homeschooled-don't lie, we both know you would" he stated. It was true. I wasn't the most social person out there, but I relied on human connection to keep me sane. Now I guess I would never not have a human connection, at least for the next nine months.
"So, since you don't want to go to school or be homeschooled, I am quitting homeschooling and going with you"
At that my jaw dropped. Sure, Nash was social, but the whole locked in the classroom and being forced to learn wouldn't suit him.
"You don't have to! Nash you would hate it more than I hate being homeschooled" I said gently.
"Meh, I could use a couple months FAR away from Hayes" he said with a small smile.
I laughed and shooed him out a I pulled on more school appropriate attire. My skinny jeans were not an option, only four months in and I was coming along at super speeds. I grabbed a dress from the back of Elizabeth's closet and sighed. I wasn't a dress kind of girl, but leaving the house I hadn't had much time for a who knows how long trip.
Nash and I walked through the doors of the school hand in hand. Each whisper and state had my clutch his hand harder. My breathe was uneven and raspy. My stomach, in flips-Until I saw people who actually didn't care. Sam, who looked at me in surprise and relief-before she rolled her eyes and walked away. One of the down sides of having the middle school and high school connected. And then, Ben and Sawyer.
I let go of Nash's hand and ran over to them. Sawyer looked at me in surprise and confusion. Ben just smiled and raised his eyebrows. Both were asking me if the rumors were true. I nodded yes in our conversation without words and Sawyer embraced me in a hug. Ben's mouth dropped open.
"You did the cha-cha?" He asks in surprise.
Sawyer glared at him but I just laughed. She turned around to hide her smile soon after. I wiggled my eyebrows at her and she rolled her eyes. Something was always going on with her and Ben. I think she slightly reminds me of Sam.
"Hey, it's fine. You look so nervous but we don't care, we're not judging you!" She comments gently. I nod and we walk to class in laughter-thanks to Ben.
Our teacher droned on and on about blah. Honestly, I didn't care enough to listen. By the end of class I was left staring at a wall until I heard a voice.
"Come on Ms. Cassie, I know you're all-well you know, pregnancy and fat but you can stand up, it'll be good for a baby of your" He exclaims with a glare and a smirk. The whole class erupts in laughter, except for Nash and Sawyer. They're fuming. Sawyer calmly stand up, grabs her books and leaves while a mass of kids follow in disgust. Nash stalks over to the teacher like a predator stalking his prey. And then, he strikes.

Hey guys!! I'm so so sorry for the long break but I did kind of give up on this book. Honestly my books haven't done to well, but yesterday some one votes for them all and it inspired me, so thanks. (I'll write her username in the comments after I find it) :)

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