Scare

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I walk out my door, locking it behind me. Bill was late to waiting at my house like he usually did. He was probably still getting used to it again. I walk down into the street and see him walking with his head hung low, he's probably still tired too. Poor boy never gets a break. I run up to him, making him look up. He immediately smiles. "Hi baby!" He exclaims, picking me up by my butt and holding me against him again.

"Hi my love, how are you feeling today?" I ask him, I had to. I was so worried all night about how he'd do today. He smiles. "I feel good today, and seeing you made it even better." I blush, putting my head in his shoulder, he rubs my back gently. "I'm telling the truth." He giggles. He carries me down the hill all the way to school like this.

My arms and legs around his torso and neck, and his hands on my back and bottom as he keeps me supported. "How are you today beautiful?" He asks me, making me smile like a kid. "I'm happy to see your face again, I missed you last night." I reply, watching his face. I missed him, yes even overnight. "Awe Lena." He blushes, laughing.

All I can think about is how perfect his smile is, his little fangs and his lips. His cute smile makes me fold like paper every time. "I'm serious!" I say, making him smile wide. We get to school and Tom speaks to us, walking with us for once. I was so confused, so I got in between them.

"Tom sorry to be a little rude but why are you talking to us? Aren't you afraid of being judged?" He shakes his head. "Not anymore, I listened to your words finally." Bill gives a confused look to me. "What words?" I look back him, he never knew what I said to Tom the first day I met him.

"I'll tell you at lunch, we're going to be late. Tom will you sit with us?" He nods and we go our separate ways barely making it to class before the bell. The teacher gives us glares but doesn't say anything. We sit down, Bill's embarrassed to be late and all I can do is laugh at his blushing from embarrassment.

He suddenly looks around to make sure nobody else is looking but me, he then rips a paper from his bag and has a pen. He writes something on it, and folds the note passing it to me. When I get it, it has a heart on the outside. I look over to him, he's watching me from the corner of his eye and he's smiling stupidly.

I read the note, and close it immeditely as I try to control myself from blushing like an idiot. He looks over to me and I almost break but he doesn't. He's holding his hand over his mouth, smirking underneath it.
His neat handwriting made it easy to read, it said:

"I made you blush when I was inside you. Don't be laughing at me darling."

With a small heart next to it. I keep it, stuffing it in my pocket as evidence for Tom so when he asks what we do in class, I have proof he tried to kill me with love. The class ends and we exit class. I run out to Tom, making Bill chase me. I hide behind him, people stare but we don't care anymore. Tom looks confused.

"What's going on?" Tom asks, Bill looks fake annoyed. "Somebody is trying to avoid the truth." He reaches out to me but Tom stops him, making me laugh. He speaks to me as he fights off his brother. "What is he talking about?" I smile evily.

"I'll show you in class." Bills face drops, he shakes his head profusely. "No no you don't need to know." He giggles at Bill, turning to me. "Okay now I have to know." Just then the bell rings, we all run to our classes. The class snickers at us as we walk in like we actually did something.

We were both out of breath which didn't help our aliby. "Where were you two?" Tom speaks for us. "I'm sorry ma'am, I was in the restroom and she was held back in her class." I go along with the bluff, knowing there was others in here from my last hour that could confirm we were lying, but they don't.

"Yes ma'am, I was talking in class alot. And he talked to me after class." She nods. "Unexcused tardies, sit." We sit down together, making sure she doesnt look to us before we continue our conversation. "So what was Bill so afraid to show me?" I smirk, giggling quietly a bit.

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