Running, leaving and shocks

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The coach slowly pulled up outside the school. Throughout the ride I had just watched my surroundings go by through the window with mystery guy sat next to me.

Everyone began to sit up from their seats and I knew I had to hurry.

"Wait." He says grabbing into my hand. He pulled off his mask. My eyes went wide.

"Jake?" I say in surprise.

"Please tell me who you are?" Still In a state of shock. He was Jake!

Oh. My. God.

I kissed Jake.

Jake. Jake. Jake.

So who was this best friend he was talking about?

Although this night had been amazing it was coming to an abrupt end and there's nothing I can do about it.

" I'm sorry I just can't. Good bye."

I got up and began to hurry through all the people to get off the bus and to my car as fast as possible. I felt terrible for leaving the guy I had shared the whole night with sitting there. But I knew I had no choice.

I pushed through body upon body and made my way through the people. Some complaining and others just moving, and to those I thanked.

I quickly jumped off the coach after a few people. I was looking round urgently to no luck of finding my best friends car. So I decided it would be much more useful to start running than looking round like a lost puppy.

I took off my shoes not caring about them, I would be in a lot more trouble if I didn't get back in time.

I began to run and I heard someone shouting after me but I continued and gained spread. I was lost in thought. I can not believe it was Jake.

I'm kind of glad I know who it was.

Then again he would be disappointed if he found out it was me.

Wouldn't he?

That's why it has to stay a secret.

Within ten minutes of me running, I arrived home. I quickly went into my room, escorted the boys out of my room thanking them for all of their help, and changed out of my dress and into my Pajamas. Once I had finished and sat on my bed my door burst open.

"Well I guess you were here then." Cheryl said before strutting out of my room and slamming her door. I let out a sigh of relief.

He was Jake.

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