Trapped

Chapter 3: Stare or I'll Kiss You

Samantha's POV

After we arrived at our classroom, Ivory asked me where I sit.

She pulled my hand towards the direction of my chair and I sat in mine while she sat in the chair beside mine.

Ivory arches her eyebrow while looking at me intently.

"So, what really happened yesterday? Did I miss something?" She asked.

I avoided her gaze, feeling guilty as if I did something wrong even though I know for a fact that I did not do anything wrong.

"Sammy come on, spill it" Ivory insisted.

I know that she will not stop bothering me unless I'll tell her what really happened yesterday.

I started telling her the things that happened yesterday and I swear I saw how her serious face became playful after hearing all my encounters with Isabell.

"So you really don't know who gave you all the foods?" She asked.

"I have no idea" I replied.

"What if it was indeed Isabelle?" Ivory asked again

"I doubt it, didn't I told you that I asked her and she said that it was not her?" I said, not liking that there is a hint of disappointment in my voice.

"From what I remembered with what you said to me, Isabelle didn't literally say that it wasn't her" She explained, trying to make a point.

"Come on Ivo, we both know that it can't be her" I said, trying to convince her.

'Am I really convincing her or am I just trying to convince myself?' I thought to myself.

I sighed.

Ivory leaned to me and caresses my cheeks gently.

Her gorgeous green eyes bore in me and I couldn't comprehend what she's thinking because there are just too many emotions in her eyes.

'Ivo's eyes are gorgeous but Isabelle's are just too magnificent and enchanting' I said to myself.

I wanted to slap myself for thinking Isabelle while I am talking to my best friend and worst, I am comparing them.

"I am happy that you are now associating yourself with other people but always remember to be careful especially that it's Isabelle we are talking about" Ivory said. Her voice is full of concern and sincerity as she continues caressing my cheeks.

Our intimate moment is suddenly interrupted with a clearing of throat.

Ivory and I both look at the person and I felt my cheeks flushed as we saw who it is.

"Would you mind?" Isabelle said, motioning her seat.

I shiver at how cold her voice is. It is colder than her usual voice but despite that, it was still able to make my heart beats faster.

Before standing up, Ivory kissed my forehead and look at me gently before proceeding to her original seat.

I can't help but smile at how sweet and caring my best friend is.

I look over Isabelle after noticing that she's still looking at me and my smile faded when I saw that she's glaring at me.

"W-what? D-did I do something wrong?" I asked nervously.

"I am certain that you and your friend is aware that PDA is not allowed here in our school and as the student council president, I am warning you now" Isabelle said with her cold and authoritative voice.