Violence (Sequel to Have Faith In Me)

5: Start of something new

I had no idea when Ashton's friends were coming over this weekend, so as soon as I got home from school on Friday I blitzed round the house. I hoovered everywhere, did the dusting, laundry, you name it.

It's amazing how I can have all the time in the world and procrastinate until the very last minute and then do it in a very short amount of time.

I did it all so fast that I decided to catch the evening session of skating.

I grabbed my skate bag and left imminently, looking forward to the ice shredding beneath my feet.

It was practically empty, just me and a few figure skaters practicing.

I smiled to myself as I began sprinting, concentrating on the sound of my skates ripping against the ice. It was so satisfying.

The session was over in a blink of an eye. I got off and caught my breath, I dried my skates and sprayed myself with body spray and drank a few gulps of water.

I left the rink once I had composed myself and set off on my walk home.

I was walking through the town centre when I reached in my bag to put my water bottle away.

I swung my bag back over my shoulder, and it knocked someone in the shoulder by accident.

They swung round in reaction, more of surprise than anger. They managed to elbow me in the ribs at the same time, knocking the air out of me.

'Oh my gosh I'm so sorry!' We both spluttered, whilst clutching our wounds.

Then we recognised each other. He laughed loudly and I allowed myself a little chuckle also.

'This is beginning to become a regular occurrence.' He says, nudging me with his shoulder.

I giggle in return and he lightly taps me on the nose, making me scrunch my nose up. He smiles wide at my reaction and I notice the group of boys behind him as they clear their throats.

'Oi, you gonna stop flirting with her anytime soon?' One of them called out.

I blushed bright red, thank God it was dark.

'I'm sorry.' He mouthed, holding back a smile, and doing a terrible job of it too.

He was flirting? We only bumped into each other.

I took a shy step backwards.

'I-I should go.' I barely whispered.

Where did my voice go?

He noticed and took a small step forward.

'Hey, before we hurt each other anymore. My name's Zack.' He said, sticking out his hand.

I stared into his eyes for a couple of seconds, before lightly taking his hand and letting him give me a firm handshake.

'Kayla.' I said softly, somehow regaining my voice and managing to sound calm and collected at the same time.

We had some wolf whistles from behind him, and I ducked my head looking for an escape.

'Oh right yeah.' He mumbled, realising that I was leaving.

I slowly turned around and I was about to take a step towards the way back to my house when I was stopped again.

'Wait, Kayla. Do you want to hang out for a bit? I totally understand if you don't, I mean you've obviously just been somewhere so...' He trailed off from his blabbering.

I looked over to his friends who had gotten bored and lost interest. They had turned around in their circle and started another conversation about something else.