Life, Unexpectedly

Chapter 10: A Thing of the Past

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~Hanna's Point of View ~

I walked along the hallway with my books clenched to my chest bemused about my relationship with Kyle. I paced towards my locker, unlocked it, and grabbed the notebooks I needed for the next class. The moment I closed the locker door, Kyle stood by me smiling as he held his bag on one side. He moved a little closer, placing his hands on my waist, and whispered to me, "I missed you."

I can feel myself forming a fraction of a smile, "It was a weekend, aren't you exaggerating a bit?" I replied with my hands on his shoulder and eyes gazed at his.

"It felt like a week," he quipped.

"You guys should seriously get a room." Kim said as she began putting her books inside the locker.

"Says the one with the boyfriend," I said jokingly, "I'd like to meet him someday."

"Ha-Ha, very funny, Hanna."

"What's funny?" Collin interrupted, stepping closer to Kim and kissed her on the cheek, "Hey you."

Kim displayed a slight blush, "Hey."

"Who needs a room now?" I said laughing. Kim quickly looked me with her staggering eyes, "I'm just kidding, sheesh. You people need to relax."

RINNNGGGGG

The bell rang, which obviously meant it was time for class. We needed to part ways and run along to our own classes, but as I hurried towards my room, Kyle snagged my hand and pulled me towards him. "Going without saying goodbye?"

"Oh, my bad, I'm sorry. I'm not exactly myself today. Bye, Kyle." I said as I gave him a hug, immediately running to the end of the hallway.

"Hey! Later afternoon?" Kyle's voice trailed off as I neared my classroom door.

"Yeah, see you!" I replied half way through the door.

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~Kim's Point of View ~

They've been hanging for a while now, and it doesn't seem like Hanna's remembering anything at all. Maybe he was the wrong person? Or maybe he wasn't. My, this was hard. I looked over to Kyle as he walked towards the other direction, after which an imaginary light bulb flickered above my head. It was the perfect time to talk to him, privately. I caught up and walked beside him, deciding to begin with some small talk.

"So you really like Hanna huh?"

He looked at me then looked forward once again. I thought it was going to be silent the whole trip along the hallway, but then he answered, "Maybe."

What the heck does he take me for? An idiot? He obviously likes her, "Are you serious? I see the way you look at her."

"What if I do?"

"I was just asking. Hey if you're going to spend a lot of time with her, you gotta get along with her friends too, you know."

"Yeah, I guess you're right. It's just that I'm socially awkward. Sort of," Kyle said as he pulled his bag up, trying to reach for something at the bottom of it.

Okay, he seems distracted. It's time to ask some personal questions. "So how many siblings do you have?"

"None."

"Any relatives? Cousins? Aunts? Unlcles?"

"No cousins, just one uncle and one aunt. Why do you ask?"