Breaking Boundaries {Hiatus}

Chapter 5

It's been a week since we got back from England. I still have jetlag. Well at least it feels that way. Cody and I still haven't made contact yet since we left but that's all going to change soon. Sitting in religion class thinking about Cody my religion teacher, Mme LePage, wakes me from my daydream.

Now, I feel as if I need to explain Mme LePage for you. She has got to be, by now, in her 60s. She has very short brown hair, she looks like she should of had a baby YEARS ago. I swear. A lot of people ask about why she constantly has a huge stomach. Well just the grade 9s. You'd think they'd know not to ask personal questions like that but nooo. Children just don't learn.

"Leah, est- ce que tu me comprendre ?" (Lea, did you understand me?) Wait. What?

"Quoi Madame?" (What?) Well what a lovely face. She looks annoyed.

"Leah si tu n'attend pas tu peut sortir de cette classe et allée au bureau." ( If you don't pay attention, you can leave class and go to the office.) I hold back my eye roll.

"Oui, Madame." (Ok.) She turns her attention back to teaching the class. My friend Delilah and Jada who sit on either side of me ask me is there was something wrong with me. I replied with nothing and they just gave me a skeptical look. Just great. They're going to torture me until I talk at lunch. Then everyone is going to know about Cody. I just know they will.

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"Speak. Now." Delilah told me. Hmm...options. Tell her or pretend that I have no idea what she's talking about and continue to enjoy my lunch. If you haven't noticed already, I clearly haven't told them about Cody. I choose the latter.

"What the heck are you talking about?" I give my best innocent look.

"You know exactly what we're talking about," Jada interjects, "You haven't been paying attention at all basically this whole week back from Christmas break. What happened?" By now, our whole table of friends is focused on me. Not good.

"Yeah Jada you're totally right! What's up Leah Belle?" Vanessa asks me, my other best friend. You'll come to notice that I have many close best friends.

"Nothing!" I look guilty. I know I do. They know I do. I'm breaking. I'm about to tell them.

"What's up with all this tension ladies?" Saved by the bell! My best guy friend since grade one, Nick, walks up to the table with his food on a tray.

"Oh nothing Nick, just the usual, Leah being all secretive. She's not telling us something," This is bad. Every one of my friends knows that if they can't get something out of me to get Nick to help them. He looks at me and I know that I'm done. I'm going to tell them. That doesn't stop me from trying not to spill the beans.

We have a staring competition and I try not to blink or move for the longest time. I blink. Damn, rules state I have to tell them now. Freaking Nick and his freakish unblinking ways.

"I have a boyfriend okay?!" Now if I said that flies were flying into their mouths and leaving babies there to hatch, that would be an understatement.

"Leah? You have a boyfriend?" Nick asks me. He looks hurt and shocked at the same time. I kind of feel bad that I didn't tell at least him earlier. I just, I didn't want anyone to know because of the onslaught of questions that are about to be asked. Don't believe me? Your choice. I did warn you.

"You're taken?!"

"You have a boyfriend?!"

"Since when?!"

"OMG! Does he go here?!"

"Is it Martin?!"

"I knew it was bound to be him!"