My Guardian Angel

28: Tic for tac is my policy

This is officially the worst day of my life.

I mean, seriously, did Trent not find any other day to hit me? Now look what happened - I've got an ugly red mark on my face, making it very obvious that I got slapped by 'someone', and anyone who knows me could easily guess that that 'someone' is either Trent, Sally or Ava. Fortunately, this mark appeared quite visibly only after Klaus brought me to class and when I checked my face in the mirror sometime later. But even though Klaus, Karly or Dorian didn't see it yet thanks to my effective hiding tips, another person definitely will...and that's Jasper. He would find out what happened to me at all cost, I'd keep lying, and he'd still keep forcing me to say it. No hiding will ever work on him.

As I walked to the car, I thought of every possible ways to hide the mark at home since right now, I had the mere protection of the car's driving seat being on my left side and the mark being on my right cheek, making it harder for Jasper to notice. Until I get in the car, I would keep my face as unnoticeable as possible - this was my plan for now. I don't bring my concealer along because I prefer not to add more weight to my school bag than I already have. Unfortunately, I was absolutely sure that he would notice sometime even with the best cover I used to hide the red mark.

Jasper greeted me at the car and I greeted back in the most non-suspicious way possible, bending my head just enough for him to not notice but also not feel suspicious. I thought I had been saved, at first.

But, of course he noticed; I could just sense him scanning me and my body language. "You okay?" he asked, as expected.

"Yeah, fine."

Not caring to give an explained excuse and further mess this up, I got into the car without another word and waited impatiently for him to take off. I managed to not get noticed anymore by looking straight to the front or to my right, never daring to look left and let Jasper see what Trent did. Because, I knew for a fact that if he does come to know, that would be Trent's last day on earth. Figuratively. That still counts, though, because I honestly haven't seen how Jasper would really respond if I get attacked like this. The only two other times I've got even slightly near to danger is when those two bikers approached me and I got touched by someone in the crowd. But, those two are situations where I didn't get physically harmed. And Jasper had already warned Trent not to touch me; but he did exactly that.

Upon reaching the hotel, I rushed inside, eager to use a concealer or some other shit I got in my hands to conceal the mark that was further reddening. It almost looked like the blush I had when I got embarrassed, but I'm sure that no one gets a blush only on one cheek, right? So yes, either I've to conceal this using a concealer or brush some red blush to my other cheek too. Lots and lots of ideas, but the question is, would Jasper still notice?

"Slow down, June!" Jasper called out to me when I rushed up the stairs with the speed of lightning, but I ignored him. Unlocking the door, I went inside and into the restroom, rubbing some concealer on the right cheek. Unfortunately, it didn't work - the mark had become too reddish and dark to be concealed by such a light-colored concealer. I've to try out plan B then.

Taking the darkest red blush I had, I rubbed some on my left cheek and checked it out in the mirror, hoping to get good results this time. Fortunately, it did work; although the blush looked pretty unevenly balanced, and the red was more prominent on my right cheek, it was enough for someone to dismiss that off as just blush and nothing else. Maybe he would ask why my face suddenly looks completely red, but I can always have a lot of reasons for that - like the after-effect of a fever, or the cold climate, or just some extra makeup to look good. Rubbing everything over once more and making sure that nothing looked doubtful, I exited the restroom after flushing the toilet since Jasper was right outside and doing that would make my rush look like I just needed to use the toilet fast. I slightly smirked; plan successful! When did I even learn to lie so much?