Walking through the woods. Sore body, drench clothes, aching head. I don't even know the time of day. I could have been in here for hours; school could probably be over by now. I try to check the time on my cell, but found it damage by the rain. So, I just walk, clearing my head from the excruciating event that happened in the hallway. I haven't fully explain the woods, have I?
Back in junior year, I can't remember the exact day, but I do remember that it was after school, because I would see our soccer team practicing at the field. Yes, soccer team; football season ended, and now it's soccer season. I stayed back after school, finishing off some paperwork for SBA. When I headed to the parking lot, passing through the field, I tripped on my own two feet and fell to the ground, causing the papers in my hands to fly around me. I got most of my papers, but suddenly, a random dog picked one of them with its teeth, running off to the woods. Strange, right? A random dog in our school. Anyways, one of those paper it took was an important document, so I chase after him, going into the woods as well. After traveling deep into the woodsy area, I found the dog who took my papers, laying on the dirt. I snatched the paper, but then, I found myself in a predicament; I didn't know how to get back. I didn't worry too much, because Maddie was staying over at Granny Adams, but I didn't want to stay in the woods, especially in the dark.
I stop in front of the pond, kneeling down to sit beside it. I found this pond along the way of getting out of the woods. It's not far from the entrance of the woods, but it is well hidden. I usually come here at times after getting out of the first time; it's beautiful and the scenery is comforting, I suppose. I watch the water smoothly flow back and forth from the wind; the rain had stopped minutes ago, making the smell of wet grass fills the air. I know Claire, Xavier, and Oliver is going to worry about me, not knowing where I've gone too, but you know, sometimes a boy has to be alone. What am I gonna do? I guess I have to face the music sooner or later. I've been outed, and what makes it worst is that it wasn't I who outed myself. I can't believe he would do something like this. It has to be Nolan; he's the only one that seems to fit the part of this, knowing what he did to me before. But why? Why would he stoop this low? He clearly hates me; his actions and works speaks that, but is it so much hatred of me that made him do this? Is this because I've been pulling Xavier away from him and the guys? I've been noticing the closeness of Xavier, ever since the switch of partners for the assignment in Parenting.
Frustrated, I pull my wet disheveled hair. This is so messed up. After a few more moments, just sitting, thinking, watching the water in the pond, I get up, deciding to go home and forget about today. Over the months of coming into this woods, I mark down paths, just in case I forget how to get out. Walking out of the woods, I see the sun setting. I hope that Maddie is still out with her friends; I don't want her to worry and think that I'm missing. I got to my car, unlocking it in the key hole on the driver side. As I get in, I see Noel stepping out of the school, holding onto his sports bag; his clothes are slightly drench. As if he knew I was watching him, he suddenly looks my way; a sense of relief appear on his face. He runs to me while trying to keep his sports bag from falling. I roll down my window as he nears.
"Hi.." Noel says, looking quite nervous from my heated gaze.
"What do you want?" Harshly saying, scowling at him.
He scratches his head, which kind of make him look attractive because his face is scrunched up while he scratches, and the rise of his arms causes his shirt to go up, showing his happy trail and lower abdomen. My stupid hormones causes me to look dreamily at the sight, but forces myself to steer away from it.
"I try to find you; I even went to the woods to see if you went in there, but no luck. Where were you?"
I scoff, facing towards the windshields. "Like you want to know."
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Teen FictionScott Jenkins: high school geek, loser, loner .. Well, he's in the bottom of the high school food chain. He's not a typical nerd; you know, glasses with tape in the middle, shirts with pocket holders, suspenders and bow tie .. Exclude the suspenders...
