Helpless (Book 1)

Chapter Twelve

"KILL ME! KILL ME! KILL me now!" I wail as I race through the lunch tables in the cafeteria with my lunch tray held tightly in my small hands. My violet eyes are blown wide and my freckled cheeks are unusually warm and my dark auburn hair flies around me as I race through the cafeteria to find the Schuyler Sisters sitting at our usual lunch table. 

 I reach our table, sliding myself down onto the bench and slamming my tray on the wooden table, causing my silver wear to jingle a little and the Schuyler Sisters to jump from their seats across from me. I run a hand through my dark auburn curls, glancing around my back to make sure Laurens is no where near or inside the cafeteria or near us in general. Once, I made sure Laurens was no where in sight, I make a loud, miserable moan and flop my head down on top of my folded arms on the table, my bangs dangling in front of my arms. 

 "You alright there, Alex?" Peggy asks, raising an eyebrow as she chews on her sushi.

 I lift my head up sharply, shooting her a hard glare, my eyes narrowed and my jaw set, my brows furrowed together. I scowl. I can already feel my breathing starting to get heavy, faster, my heart beating loudly against my chest and my head is starting to ache, as though a hammer were smashing against my forehead. 

 "No. No, I am not alright!" I snap. I groan again, burying my face into my palms while I rest my elbows on the table. "Oh, God...what am I going to do? What am I going to do?" 

I flop my head back down on top of my forearms and groan, screwing my eyes shut. Just as I do that, though, a sudden thought comes to mind. I snap my head up, my red hair hanging loose from its ponytail and framing my features, my violet eyes blown wide. The sisters glance at each other worriedly yet confusedly before turning their attention back at me. I slide my hand down my face, letting my skin drag along with my hand. 

"If Laf finds out I'm going out with a bunch of hot teenage guys all by myself he'll kill me!" 

 Peggy's hazel brown eyes widen. "Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Slow down there, mister! You're going out with a bunch of guys by yourself?" 

 I bite my lower lip, wrapping my slim arms around myself and I can feel myself shrinking. I swallow thickly.

 "Well...not really by myself..." I mumble shyly. I brush back a loose strand of auburn hair behind my ear. 

 "What do you mean?" Angelica asks skeptically, plucking a strawberry into her mouth.

 I swallow, laughing through my nose and shuddering as a clear image of John Laurens shooting through my mind. In my mind, he stands before me, towering above. To me, Laurens feels like the Ifle Tower. Though, he's only a couple of inches taller than I am. In my head, I see Laurens's smile grow wider by the second, his bright blue eyes lighting up and making my heart swell in my chest. His honey blonde hair pulled back into his trade mark loose ponytail, a few strands of blonde hair falling loose in front of his eyes and ears. I feel myself smiling fondly a little at the image of him in my head and I let out a softsigh. He really does look like a Disney prince. Perhaps Laurens could be Prince Eric from the Little Mermaid or Prince Adam from Beauty and the Beast. 

 "Alexander?" Eliza's honey-sweet voice echoes through my brain, causing me to blink back into reality. 

When I blink, I frown a little as the image of Laurens disappear from my head and I turn my attention back toward the Sisters. The three blink at me, gawking at me like I'm some weird animal at the zoo. Peggy grins, raising both eyebrows as she crosses her forearms over her chest and leans back a little. She liftsone leg up and drapes it over her other leg. I shoot her a warning glare. I know she knows who exactly I am thinking.