The Devil's Pawn

Chapter 12

*****There's a little bit of homosexuality between Sam& Taylor, but it's minor kissing so chill. xD It's at the very end, please skim it. There's some important stuff that will come back. Thanks for reading <3****

I avoided people for as much as I could in the morning.

                No, avoided wasn’t an accurate term.

                I drowned myself in work to keep me from conversing with anyone around me through-out the morning.

                That was better.

                I drowned myself in work to keep me from conversing with anyone around me through-out the morning. Yet, at the same time, I wasn’t openly avoiding people. The urge to talk to others seemed to disappeared as I went through my day, getting the work needed done finished.

                I found my mind drifting off to replay the kiss from Saturday morning.

                If I closed my eyes, I could remember the feel of his lips against mine, the feel of his skin on my skin. The palpitations from my heart.

                “Taylor!” A soft voice hissed.

                I opened my eyes, glancing around. Elizabeth met my eyes, motioning towards the teacher lecturing in the front. I blinked a few times before setting my concentration back on learning.

                This boy needed to get out of my head.

                A slip of blue paper landed on my desk. I frowned, picking it up and unfolding it. Elizabeth’s neatly scripted handwriting covered a small section at the top.

                ‘Are you ok? You seem really distant today’

                I glanced back at her, meeting her eyes. She motioned with her hands for me to write an answer quickly.

                I reached into my bag, grabbing a pen for a response.

                ‘I’m fine. I’m just a little tired, that’s all.’

                I discreetly set the paper on her desk. Within a few seconds, the blue paper made its way back onto mine with another line added to it.

                ‘I’m just worrying for you. I’m so sorry that I keep leaving you for Brett. I’ll sit with you at lunch today.’

                I frowned, realizing that I didn’t want to sit with her. Despite not being entirely comfortable with Fits and Tanner, I enjoyed lunch with Erica and Trenton most of the time.

                ‘Don’t feel like you have to, Elizabeth. I don’t want you to miss your chance with Brett—this is a once in a life time shot. Erica’s not as bad as you’d think too.’

                I watched as Elizabeth’s expression changed from flattered to worry. I bit my lip, trying to predict her next response.

                ‘Thank you for the love, but she’s not one of those good kids. From what I hear, she’s very into drugs like marijuana.’

                I bit my lip,

                ‘I’m not going to turn into a druggie. She doesn’t do any of that when I’m around. I’m perfectly fine hanging out with her.’