that unsettling feeling

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Chapter 4

It was soon decided that the usual Homework and assignment overload was to be put upon us, making lunch times study times.

Connie and Eve were both in the math classes above me and were in top science , so they had more to study for. I however was in top English and had a million and a half art practical assignments due.

None the less we were in the library one lunch , Connie franticly scribbling down math formulas and deciding with Eve the periodic time table, while I was sketching down ideas for my art assignment.

I looked up at one point because I could feel some one watching me... they weren't , so I continued along my way sketching.

Then I felt it again and looked around the library , I saw Noodle at a table nearby , he was watching our table. I locked eyes with him and smiled.

He waved at me and then went back to franticly typing on his laptop , he was sitting with the geeky kids and a few of his soccer mates. He seemed to have quite the friend circle...

There was little to talk about in food tech class as we were doing a practical Task.

I found it easy, making spaghetti wasn't hard, but I watched as Noodle fumbled his way around the kitchen.

I had the sudden thought of sandwiches running through my mind... I shook the stereotypical idea out of my head and continued to make my food.

After class I walked with him into the lockers to leave our spaghetti in our lockers.

" so this weekend is fine?" he asked getting out his key , his locker was only a few of mine.

" yeah , should be good, it's supposed to be sunny for Saturday" I said , dumping mine and closing my locker.

He pushed back his dark hair, it looked nice pushed behind his ears. I had noticed he had grown significantly taller in the last three weeks. It suited him...

" what?" he asked , noticing me staring at his hair he pushed it back around his ears, " it looks bad today I know , ill wash it , Jesus get over it woman !" he said in a fake girly voice.

" haha , your such a girl " I said snapping out of his , or my trance. There was a pause as he smiled at me and we held a gaze for a minute.

Those big piercing blue eyes staring into me , analysing my thoughts and contemplating my movements.

I bit my lip and

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