C A E L A N
Quickening my pace, I scanned the crowd for a familiar head draped in streaks of black hair. Where was she? She always took the same route to get to classes. I know she does. Where did she go? I saw her a second ago. She was in class. Where was she? I bumped into a brunette girl with tan skin. Heather's friend? Her name...Holly? There was no time to think.
"Hey you're Harley right?" I faced the girl and spoke in the most polite tone I could manage without emitting any emotion that expressed anguish.
"Hailey.. but yeah what's up?"
"Do you know where Heather is? Just going to go remind her that she needs to visit Mr Snow in the library at 4"
"Heather? Yeah she's right- what the hell." She turned her head fiercely. "Where the hell is she? Did she leave me again."
She groaned in annoyance.
I checked the crowd of students again. Where was she? No. Why do I care? I paused. All this effort for what? I began to head back to class. Reminding her of the meeting would give her a headstart. It's not my problem if she's unprepared. But.. it would be so worth it to prove that I'm more prepared than her by announcing the reminder of meeting Mr Snow in front of her and everyone else. Yes. You're so smart Caelan. I turned around to head towards the crowd and search for her. Humming to myself, I checked the groups of people for Heather. Nope, nope nope. Where was she? I turned my head once more and finally saw Heather. She looked uneasy. All the more perfect for me to bother her.
"Heather." I called, grinning at her. It wasn't soon before the smile left my face.
I almost didn't see her when it happened. One blink and I wouldn't have noticed. It was too sudden for me to comprehend, all I could pay attention to was the paleness in her face. I lunged forward to catch her as she fell. God. If she was sick she could've said so. She could've told Mr Snow. Why'd she have to lean onto me like always? But surprisingly, Heather being sick wasn't as bothersome as I had thought it would be.
It was a good opportunity. An advantage. An advantage to be better than her. To excel. I smiled in triumph as I carried Heather to the nurse's office. If two could play the game that Heather had introduced, then I might as well win it.
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Closer to perfection (academic rivals)
Romance⋆୨୧˚◞ Heather has always lived to bring honour to her family's name, despite their common status compared to the families of the students in the school she attends, collecting talents as if they were her books. However, her life becomes harder when...
