Ink Cursed

Chapter 9

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Ink Cursed

Chapter 9

As I walk out of the psychology room and towards my locker absently, I realize Mr. Walker may in fact know things about me that I may not know. He’s a very suspicious and shrewd man; he’s someone to look out for. I slam open my locker, tossing books inside it and into my backpack. I don’t notice how violently I’m doing this until I feel a hand on my shoulder.

I shudder at first until I whip around only to meet eyes with Chase.

“Chase.”

“Kamryn,” he says back, a smile creeping on his face. Why is he talking to me? I clear my throat, look down, and impulsively find it an instinct to fix my hair. “I know I’ve been basically avoiding you.”

“Yeah, don’t worry about it, Chase,” I sigh, feeling a sort of remorse. “I’m just very touchy.”

Perhaps Chase can be the one I can spend time with in this state. Jared will be extremely possessive and demanding while Sam will be questioning and curious. I don’t need them right now. I need Chase’s company.

I scan over Chase, reading him with my eyes. His hair is in ruffling waves atop his head as if he’s been running his hand through it all day. “Kamryn,” he says my name randomly and unexpectedly. I flinch at his voice and turn to him, shutting my locker closed and picking up my backpack.

“Yes?”

“Let’s go out again,” he says, a goofy grin slipping on his face. “Somewhere different this time, though. And let’s not make it awkward. You and I.”

I’m taken aback instantly. Wasn’t Chase just avoiding me? Isn’t he scared I may go crazy again? What kind of person would say thoughts like that straight out? But then I start to smile to myself as I remember that Chase isn’t a normal person. I like that in him.

I drop my backpack at my dirty Converse and narrow my eyes at Chase. “You will forever be the weirdest guy I know.”

Chase doesn’t react negatively or positively to my comment. He barely reacts at all.

“Where do you want to go?”

“The carnival tonight,” he says quickly as if he’s gotten everything planned out. “What time should I pick you up?”

Jared runs through my brain faster than lightning. Jared will most probably be there as well as Sam and Jay. Jared will ask me to go with him. I won’t accept because I chose to accompany Chase. A thought strikes me. Maybe my worries about Jared and Chase will diminish if I possibly arrange a “hang out” tonight instead of being alone with Chase? The thought makes me feel better.

“Chase, would you mind if a couple of my friends tag along?” Any normal person would exclaim a “yes”, but Chase takes time, staring at me in the forehead. Sometimes I think he can see my conscious. His mouth twitches.

“Why? Afraid to be alone with me again?” he snickers, hiding hurt behind a snigger. I can tell I’ve hurt him from before, and maybe I shouldn’t have proposed this idea. Just as I’m about to take it all back, Chase speaks. “Sure, why not have more people? The more the merrier, right?”

“Right,” I reply in a breath. I look up at him. His eyes are innocent and somewhat childlike. The more the merrier.