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Chapter 9

Chapter 9

The day is dreading on. I can’t believe I got tripped 6 times on my way to English class. These kids are so mean. While when I was reaching the door to go in, guess what, I got pushed out of the way by Ian and his jocks of friends. And also they didn’t help, all of them just snicker at me and walked passed me to get into their seat. Now sitting in class, listening to Mr. Bugger talk about some project we have to do with a partner. That by the end of the 3 months he gave us, we have to present one another about their life and the person really are and blah blah.

You get what I mean, this is just bullshit. Who cares about other people’s life while you have your own fucked up life. As the Mr. Bugger called out the names of each pair, my ears perked up when my name was mentioned. When my partner’s name was mentioned my heart a million times faster than it usually does. My nerves are starting to kick in.

No. No. No. This is all wrong I can’t be partner with that person. I turned my head to look at my partner from across the class, and as my eyes landed on a pair of sapphire eyes that is looking straight at me. But his face was written with horror and disgust.

He turned his head so fast before I can blink. He stood up abruptly making his chair fell back; everyone turned their head and faces him, curious at what is on the hand.

“Sir, I would like to switch partner with someone else” He said out loud.

The teacher narrowed his eyes at him and his eyes turned into slits because Ian interrupted his lesson. “And why is that that you so badly want to switch partner, Mr. Thomas?” He asked with a challenging look.

Ian looked smug and he smirked when the words left his mouth. “Because my kind teacher, I don’t know anything about her other than the fact that she is an attention seeker and a whore who desperately are interested into older men” He said. The whole class erupted into a whole fit of laughter’s and snickering.

Although I know it isn’t supposed to affect me but it hurts when he said it. He looked at me and our eyes locked, and then I could have sworn I saw some guilt flash through his eyes but it was gone before I notice and when he realizes that I was staring back at him.

“I will not tolerate this kind of language and behavior in my classroom and towards a student in this school! It would be wonderful if I could meet you in detention this afternoon, Ian Thomas” The teacher shouted. “And also you’ll be partnered with Miss Monroe and that is final”

I could see that Ian was clearly pissed that he has to be stuck with a nerd that everybody in the school hates.

The teacher continued on with the lesson till the bell rang. Everybody got up and went out of this boring class.

I was walking to my next class when all of a sudden I got pulled. I hate it when people come up and touch me or anything. I know my reflexes are fast. So what happens to the person that touch me is that I turned around so fast, I twisted his or her, but I can tell you that it is definitely a he because of his large hands around his back.

The person let out a whimper because of the pressure that I was twisting on his arms.

“Ouch! What the fuck!” The person yelled out. I looked up and notice that it was just Ian who dragged me in a corner. I let go of his hand so fast, because I feel like when I touches his warm hands that I can’t help but to held it longer.

He turned around and faces me with a pissed off face. Wow, he sure looks like an angry squirrel that just lost his food. “Look, I am sorry that I hurt you, but you know you shouldn’t have done that to a girl be-“I rambled, but he cut me short before I can finish my sentence.

 “Look here; just know that I don’t want you to ever touch me again in public or in school. I don’t want you to talk to me even if it is about the project. Just don’t talk to me when we are in public, because I don’t want to be seen with a freak of a nerd like you” He said. Lecturing the rules of what I am not supposed to do.

“And if it’s about the fucking project, I will give you the details of when and where to meet. Do you understand me?” He asked.  “Yes, I do, now if you’ll excuse me I need to get to my next class”

“Wait!” He called out as I was about to walk away. “What now?”

“What is your number? Because when I send you the details, I need to send it to you”

“Oh, um give me your phone” His face said he was hesitating on giving me the phone because he don’t trust me, but he still gave it to me and I quickly type and save my number and gave his phone back to him before scurrying away to my next class.

I was at my last lesson. It was almost class over so the teacher gave us an assignment to do home before packing up our stuff. As I am walking down the hall, heading for the door to go home, and don’t think that I would get pushed down again. Instead I received a text, just a simple text that could scare an innocent little girl to death. But I am no innocent little girl. I am a strong girl, who ever touches her could defend herself. As I read it, I checked who send it but the number was blocked.

The only thing that is signed under the message was ‘from your Anonymous –M ‘I mean who the hell do I know starts with an ‘M’ who would a person with a letter m an enemy to me. I know that the only enemies I have is the ‘popular’ kids.

I closed my eyes and hope that nothing is life threatening or anything that will either give me a heart attack or make me faint.

I pray it is nothing bad but just a simple little text that might be that someone is just trying to scare me because they thought that a nerd is always the innocent, scared little kitten, a straight ‘A’ student that is always a mouse in a corner. I clutch on my phone so tight. I shut my eyes so tight that I am starting to see stars. I didn’t realized that I had came to a stop in the middle of the hall where it is deserted since school is finished except the students who have after school activities in school or students who have detention.

I un-clutched my phone slowly and I take a peak around the hall if they find my suspicious just standing in the middle of the hall clutching to a phone with a dead grip thinking that you might die. As I look down I can’t believe what it said. Well it isn’t that shocking since I have no fears for anything that comes in my way.

But still this is sort of shocking. I never have thought that this kind of thing- I meant this simple text would just come and pop out of an unknown number who is creepy that signs with a letter. It’s just creepy ok!

As I start reading, it feels like I’m on one of those Pretty Little Liars series show. But the only thing is that this is reality, the real world that anything can happen.

It says:

‘Dear Katlin, If you are reading this then I should…….

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