Watch Me

Chapter Four

So, I was thinking. Maybe I should update two or three chapters each time I update. I'm only updating on Mondays, so if I accidentally miss publishing a chapter, then I'll have to update it the next week.

Enjoy!

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Chapter Three

Ethan's POV

I look up as I hear the girls' locker room door slam. Rachel Adams and Tara walk out with their heads held high, a little too high.

What did they do?

I stand and watch as the door opens again. Haley walks out and her eyes are puffy and red. Her jawline is red, and looks like she's been hit.

I rush over to her and give her a worried look. She looks up into my eyes, but quickly looks at the floor instead. "What happened to you?" I ask, searching her face for answers, but there aren't any. Tara could have done it, and Rachel could have done it, but I can't just assume.

"Nothing. Just leave me alone, Ethan," she mutters. Her head is still down, something I don't know if she can even do. She always smirks at me. But today is different. She doesn't even look me in the eyes.

"Please, just tell me what's wrong," I say, almost pleading. I know I told her to not talk to me, but I can't just leave behind the person I've loved for years. Just because she broke my heart, doesn't mean there isn't still pieces left.

"Just leave me alone, Ethan!" she yells, turning people's heads in our direction. Her eyes flare with anger, and her face is red, other than her jawline, which is far worse.

"I just want to help you. I don't get why you won't just let me help."

Her anger vanished, something replacing it. Almost like it's hurt rather than anger. "You can't help me," she shakes her head. "There isn't a thing that you can do. So just stop talking to me. I don't want to go through this now."

I sigh and run a shaky hand through my gelled hair. We are done, I know. But I care. She may not want me to care, but I do, and there isn't much she can do about it. "Fine," I say, walking away from her.

I don't want her to bottle everything inside. If anything, I want her to let it all out through words so she can forget. So she can forget about what happened between us three years ago.

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"So the calculus exam is on Thursday. You need any help, Ethan?" Jack asks from across the table.

I snap out of my thoughts of Haley and look up at him. "Um, I don't know. I mean, my mom is already working with me on it. But if you want to tonight that's cool," I ramble.

"Are you okay? You aren't acting yourself."

"Yeah I am. I'm the same ol' Ethan Prior that I was just this morning, and yesterday."

"Yeah, okay, Prior. Like I believe you. I'm your best friend. I know when you're sad or whatever you're feeling when you zone out on me."

I nod and look around the library. The librarian has her nose stuck in a book, while there are a few people in for their book reports and such. A few are even in just to read or do their homework, but I hardly noticed them when I came in. "Are you even listening?" Jack says almost too loud for our school library.

"Jackson Price! How many times have I told you to zip it?" the librarian hisses. Her glasses are perched just on the edge of her nose, making her look slightly older than she should, and her eyes are flaring with anger, much like Haley this morning. "Now shut up, before I kick you and Mr. Prior, here, out of the library."