Love At War

Chapter 8

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This is chapter 8 of my story, I am so sorry it took longer than usual to update! I've been so busy recently with a lot of courseworks and stupid exams... Ergh I hate college!

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Chapter 8

Slowly, I approached the rough iron gates and hesitated outside. I was regretting college, and I seriously didn’t want to go inside and face the torment that was to wait for me. Within those buildings lay the bearer of torture and evil. Especially with the students who had witnessed my act of destruction between two friends, the news had probably spiralled half-way across the school by now. I tugged on at my black sweatshirt and tucked my fringe behind my ear. Feeling nervous, I leaned against the gates and breathed in heavily. What was I supposed to do? Mark was at home, so going back was not an option. I really had to buy a new oyster and familiarise myself with the streets of London- soon.

    “Hello there!” a bright voice called from behind. Here it goes; I exhaled slowly and turned around. I was pleasantly surprised to see that Drew had approached me with a huge grin on his face and a garden rake in hand, “How do you do?”

I laughed in relief, “Not bad, I haven’t seen you in a long time!”

“Last year was the last time we met.” He said, looking at me wearily, “Have you lost more weight since then?”

The smile from my face instantly vanished, and was automatically replaced with a dark look, “Not you too.” I mumbled, “I’m not losing weight.” But Drew just ruffled my hair, “You need to be eating, kiddo. How are you finding the Sixth Form then?”

A small smile appeared back on my face and I stared at Drew’s hopeful face, “Yeah, it’s going great.” I lied, and his smile widened, “It’s good isn’t it! One of the best!” he boasted proudly, and I couldn’t help but chuckle. He was always so lost in his own world.

“Okay, well if you need anyone to drown your sorrow with, you know where to find me.” He said, gesturing towards the open field, “See you later, April.” He waved and trampled off towards the rose bush. I waved back and turned towards the intercom. I didn’t know why but that conversation bought a little comfort into my heart. I had to try and be a little more like Drew; be in your own world and don’t give a damn about others. Well, that’s how he seemed to me.

   Mr Lenny let me in and I briskly walked through the hallway and into our tutor class. Mr Droid was not here yet, and as usual I was the early bird. I sat in one corner, near the window, whilst mentally thinking that if anybody tried to tease me or pick on me about the other day, I could just jump out. A few minutes later, the bells went off and people began to pour in. I quickly glanced around and was grateful to find that I didn’t recognise any faces from the party. My shoulders relaxed a little and I leaned back against the chair, whilst scrunching up my long brown hair into a pony tail.

I watched from the distant as Lauren and Amy literally bounced into class, and without even the slightest glance my way, sat down opposite me. I wasn’t surprised to find that they were already in a deep conversation, and wondered how some people can have so much to talk about.

I hadn’t spoken to either of them ever since they had accused me of leaving them for Adam. I had done my part in trying to make it up to them, and apologising my butt off, but it was obvious that they didn’t want to know. Come to think of it, I wondered if they were using this as an excuse to not talk to me because they didn’t actually like me anymore. It actually made sense, or else why on earth would they stop speaking to me even though I’ve been trying to apologise for weeks now?