Under The Sycamore Tree (A Liam Dunbar Fan Fic)

Totally Inappropiate

Anais' POV

Finally it was lunch time. I finished eating my lunch too early like I used to and got 20 minutes to spare. I sat with Garrett, Violet, Mason, Liam and Ansel. And as most of the time, no one bother to talk to me. So I figured this is a great time to finish my work. I took out my sketchpad and started sketching the face of Taylor Swift. The sound of my pencil against the rough surface of my sketchpad always calms me down. It makes me relax and forget about my surroundings for awhile. It's always mellifluous to me. Soon the disturbing noises of the cafeteria finally became distant to me even though I am still in it. I was focused on my work so much it feels like I'm drifting away from reality.

"It's a Dead Pool" I heard Garrett whisper to Violet's ear and that made me raise my head from my sketchpad to them. I furrowed my eyebrows at them and couldn't help but I was itching to ask them so I did.

"I'm sorry what?" causing them both to look at me like they have been caught dead or something. Soon I felt Mason, Ansel and Liam's eyes on me. I didn't pay them much attention my eyes were focused on the two couple in front of me. "Did you just say 'Dead Pool'?"

"Uhm, uh" Garrett stuttered and I noticed him sweating a little and scratched the back of his neck. I knew he was trying to come up with a lie, and my stare was just getting him nervous and nervous by the second.

"He said 'Dead Cool'" Violet chirped in saving his boyfriend's ass. "It's just an expression.." she continued and smiled at me.

"Oh" I just said trying my best to convince them what I heard was just misunderstanding, "Well then, forgive me for misunderstanding your words" I formally said towards Garrett and he just nodded and smiled at me. Before returning my gaze to my sketchpad I swear I saw Violet gave Garrett a warning look.

I don't like listening to people's conversation, especially if it's none of my business but ever since this morning, those two were just so secretive. I saw them across the hallway this earlier this morning and they headed straight to the janitor's closet. Earlier I thought they went there to make out but now I'm having second thoughts. On my way to Math class, I was walking beside them and they kept on talking in low voices and looking at everyone like they were after them. I've known Garrett and Violet since the first day of school and yes, I know they are keeping secrets from us, but this... this is different. It's like they're planning a murder or something. And it's not normal for non supernatural freshmen to say the word 'Dead Pool' especially if there's been an murder case last night at the Walcott's residence. And I am 100% sure they're not talking about the Marvel hero, Dead Pool.

Everyone ignored what just happened and continued on what they were doing. Ansel cleared his throat and I knew what that meant. I looked at him and he flashed me a worried look. I nodded to let him know I'm fine. But I guess his twin senses were kicking in and is still not convince that I'm okay. He sat one seat away from me, with Mason beside me. He sat at the end of the rectangular table, it's his place, he says he feels like a king sitting on that position. How stupid... and childish.

To make it not obvious... I started tapping my fingers against the table. At first he gave a 'What the fuck are you doing expression' but soon realized what I was doing. I was talking to him in Morse code. Our dad taught Morse code to us when we were young. At first I don't get it why would he waste his time teaching Morse code but soon, I learned that it's also a good way of communication, especially like right now.

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'Worried about Garrett and Violet'

He then gave me a confused expression, and starting tapping on the table.

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