Trapped

Chapter 4: The Progress

Ivory's POV

I saw Samantha walking back into our table and I can't help but to wonder how someone can be so adorable and freaking gorgeous at the same time?

Her long and slightly curly hair is flawlessly swaying while her dimples on both sides of her cheek and her perfectly white teeth appear as she smiles at me timidly and waves her hand.

I kept on wondering why no one ever notices how gorgeous Samantha Miller is.

'Maybe because of her eyeglasses and the way she always lowers her head down when walking and interacting with people?' I thought to myself.

As she approaches me, I saw that her face is slightly flushed.

"What happened? Your face looks like a ripe tomato?" I asked her curiously.

Her face reddened more.

She said that it was just because of the heat from the sun and I just nodded in response.

"The classes will start 5 minutes from now, let's head back to our classroom" Samantha said.

I just nodded again and clung my arm to hers.

Samantha's POV

I am currently looking at the door when Isabelle suddenly enter our classroom and again, our eyes met.

Her eyes are fixated on mine as she walks closer to her seat which by the way is just beside mine.

Her lips curve forming a teasing smirk which causes me to blush again.

'Why do I keep blushing every time Isabelle is around?' I asked to myself.

Even though I already have a hunch on what could I have for Isabelle, I am afraid because I never felt this kind of emotion to anyone.

I averted my gaze away from her as fear consumed my whole being.

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I was busy answering our quiz when I felt a gentle poke on my left shoulder and it is obvious who it was because there's only one person on my left side which is none other than the person who keeps messing up with my feelings.

"W-what?" I asked Isabelle in a low tone.

'Why did I stutter again?' I asked to myself, wanting to slap myself for asking an obvious question.

"I don't know the answer in number 5, would you mind if I'll copy yours?" She asked while leaning closer to me.

Despite being confused knowing the fact that it's impossible for Isabelle Anderson to not know the answer, I gladly lend her my paper and I shiver when her soft hand touches mine.

I look at her and my confusion intensified as I saw her just tracing my name and my handwritten.

"A-are you done?" I asked her nervously but also confused with her action.

I am not sure if I'm just hallucinating when I saw a red tint on Isabelle's cheeks after hearing my question.

'She probably realizes that I saw what she is actually doing' I thought to myself.

'But what she is actually doing?' I asked back to myself, confused.

"U-uh yes, here, thanks" Isabelle said with a low tone, almost just a whisper as she return my paper.

'Did I just heard the great Isabelle Anderson stutter?!' I said to myself while hiding my smile.

"Don't mention it" I replied to her while flashing a sweet smile.

She looks at me but abruptly averted it when she saw my smile.

Before she can fully turn her back from me, I saw how the red tint on her cheeks darkens.

I can't help but to smile the whole class at how things are going between me and Isabelle.

I know that I am playing with fire but I can't help but to love the heat and burning feeling that the fire is giving me.

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The bell rang indicating that all classes for today are now done.

"Hey, let's go?" Ivory said while I am putting all my things in my bag.

She's smiling at me sweetly and I can't help but to smile back thinking how contagious Ivory's smile is.

"Sure" I replied.

She searches for my hand and intertwined it with her.

I didn't complain because I am used with this kind of intimacy with my best friend.

Before exiting our classroom, I glance at Isabelle and I saw that she's back with her usual blank expression.

I wonder what happened.

I decided to just shrug it off thinking that Isabelle is already invading my mind too much.

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Ivory and I walk into the usual place where my car is always parked with my driver which is far from the sight of our schoolmates.

Ivory is the only person in our school that knew my real status though she always questions my decision on not letting anyone knew who I really am.

"You're good?" She asked.

I just hummed in response.

"Alright, see you tomorrow Sammy" She said while slightly messing my hair.

I playfully glared at her but she just laughs at me in return.

"Hmm, see you tomorrow Ivo" I said, smiling sweetly at her.

She pulled me closer to her and hug me before kissing my forehead.

Ivory just stares at me for a couple of seconds before pulling out from the hug.

She then bid her goodbye and turn her head to me to walk where her car is being parked.

I went into my car and greeted my driver.

My parents are overprotective that's why I still have a driver even though I already told them that I can now drive and handle myself.

While on the way home, I can't help but think about Isabelle and her mixed treatment towards me.

'You're trapping me into a dangerous game' I said to myself, pertaining to Isabelle.

Despite the fear, I can't help but to feel thrilled and giddy with the thought of being near with Isabelle again.

'What are you doing to me, Isabelle?' I asked to myself while a small smile plastered on my lips.