𝐵𝒶𝓇𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓇𝓈 ~ 𝐿𝒶𝓇𝒾𝓈𝓈𝒶 𝒲𝑒𝑒𝓂𝓈

Chapter 25

It was five minutes past the end of the class and Ms Thornhill still wasn't back. Most of the class had already just upped and left considering they didn't want to be late for their other classes but I didn't feel like leaving yet. I honestly couldn't care if Miller got mad at me for being late to PE, nor did I even want to show up. When I'd signed up for gym I was excited because I'd thought I would have received a nice coach, someone who actually cared to teach.

Xavier was still sat beside me and a few other teens stayed seated not wanting to go to any classes. Wednesday had spoke to me privately saying she had to go discuss something with someone and in my mind I thought it was suspicious. Part of me thought she was going to speak with Tyler. She seemed weirdly irritated the whole class and this morning for that matter and I knew it was something to do with the Galpins. Ever since I'd brought it up to her that's all she wanted to figure out- Tyler's weird behaviour and finish her escape journal.

"Ah I'm bac-" Ms Thornhill walked in, observing the partially empty classroom only half full with students. "Oh well the rest of you are dismissed, tell your teachers I apologised" me and Xavier giggled softly at her shocked expression upon the realisation she'd just had. Getting up both of us reached for our bags- as I removed the blanket away from my body being polite and folding it nearly on my desk seat. Xavier gathered his things quicker then me, leaving for the door. "You coming?" I knew what he meant. He was going to his shed. My painting. I fumbled around, trying to organise myself as I tripped on the leg of my chair. "Shit" I groaned as I started to walk over to Xavier.

"Actually y/n could you stay for a second" i mouthed a 'fuck' just big enough for Xavier to see making him giggle. I motioned for him to leave me behind as I set my bag back down on the closest desk table. "You want to come by after?" I nodded a little not wanting to speak it in case Thornhill snitched on me to Larissa for not going to gym.

Once Xavier left Ms Thornhill asked me to close the door which I complied with, grasping the door handle and locking it closed just like she asked. Turning around to face the entirety of the classroom I saw Ms Thornhill stood watering one of her favourite plants.

"So y/n come sit" nodding peacefully i trotted my way over to her desk at the front of the class, perching on the stool beside it. All I wanted was to be in Larissa's office right now, relaxing- with her. I watched closely as the red head walked over to my desk and picked up the grey blanket before walking back over to me with it, a smile on her face. "Keep this honey" I smiled back at her as she reached her arms out, the blanket an inch from my chest. "But I don't need it Ms Thornhill" she placed her finger up against her slightly parted lips, whispering a no. "Keep it, please" all I felt right to do was nod, taking in the kind gesture as I grasped onto the thick material and pulling it back towards me. "Thanks" licking my lips I let a sigh out remembering my previous incident outside the classroom hours prior.

"What's on your pretty mind" her voice was soft and gentle sounding, just like Larissa's sending vibrations through me. Yet again it didn't feel right with her acting this way towards me but I didn't let it phase me and just answered bed question- being nice. The way she said that to me made me blush, I didn't know why I was blushing but I felt guilt wash over me immediately. I adjusted myself, my butt moving more up onto the seat so I was completely sat down and not perched."nothing" I lied. I didn't want to be put in any awkward position with this woman. She walked towards me more, resting both her warm hands on her desk in front of me. "Why don't you tell me the truth y/n" she stated, eyes glued to mine. It made me extremely nervous "I'm just kinda concerned that's all" I really wished I was having this conversation with Larissa and not my botany professor. But I was basically locked in this room with her so I figured the more I avoided it, the more she'd ask me. Thornhill placed her hand over mine that was resting on the blanket, cupping it ever so gently.