Part 24 - the tattooed arm

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Anastasia's pov:

I hate Tuesdays, i don't know why but i just hate them. It's most likely because i have double maths today.

Walking into my wardrobe i go through about every piece of clothing i own until i end up just wearing a black cropped jumper and flared jeans. I am too tired for this.

I always check my phone first when i wake up. Not for updates on instagram or if it's someone's birthday but if there is any news on my parents, but everyday is the same. No news. It's hurts to know they are still out there. I don't know why but today reminded of them more. A picture of my mum came up on my phone. It's so hard without her. It feels as if my heart is stuck in my throat. Tears appear in my eyes but i can't let them fall.

This day is going to be long.

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On the way to school i drive to Starbucks as i didn't have breakfast. If my Aunt is home she normally leaves me something out, she's a great cook unlike me. One time i burnt pasta, i don't really know how but the smoke alarm went off.

My Aunt and Uncle were not happy.

I finished my drink dropping it in the school bins, walking to class. I keep looking at the picture of my mum. I just can't get it out of my head.

I'm don't see where i'm going but the tears start to appear again (i started my period today so even if i look at a dog i will get emotional). I nearly run into a bin which was weirdly placed in the middle of the hallway but someone grabs my arm tugging me away.

My eyes quickly look up from starring at my phone, the picture, to see the same teal eyes who always watch me from a distance. Except from that one night they weren't too far away.

"You nearly just ran into a bin." Giovanni said while trying to hold on his laugh. Until he saw my eyes glistening he looked more serious.

"Are you okay?" He sounded worried, lowering his voice for me. The hallways were clear, it was just me and him so i could hear if he spoke more quietly.

"I'm fine." I say, i push past his hold and go to my lesson. I feel horrible but if i stayed any longer i would of been on the floor in a river of my tears. I know he would be there to comfort me. I just couldn't stay.

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It's lunch. Finally. I am going to meet Bailee, Quinn and Gio on the wall where we usually sit. Im sure Quinn will be practicing his skating.

"Hey Anastasia!" Bailee says wrapping me with her arms in a hug tightly.

She looks worried about me, maybe Giovanni told them about earlier. It was abit embarrassing though as he saved me from running into a bin.

"Hey" I say back, i needed a Bailee hug.

I sit next to Gio.

"Thank you." I whisper to him shuffling myself closer so he can hear.

He smiles back then watches Quinn on his skateboard. We all watch as he falls. Then we laugh. After we ask if he is okay (obviously after we laugh).

Gio grabs Quinn's hand helping him up. Wow his arm muscles are looking abit too good today.

I have an idea.

Quinn sits down on the wall and Giovanni follows. Bailee also sits down basically leaving no room as they are more in the middle. I would be hanging off. So i decide to sit myself on Quinn's lap. I give a look to Bailee and she knows what i am doing so she starts a normal conversation with me. Quinn looks confused but he doesn't really care. He doesn't really care about a lot of things actually.

Gio is sat next to Quinn and staring me dead in the eyes. His eyes scroll down my body and back up looking at where Quinn's hand is placed, which is on my shoulder. I stare back. Is this a staring contest? Am i winning? I blink, i think i lost. He's still staring. Maybe this isn't a staring contest.

Gio's jaw is clenched. He is being fidgety. He sees Quinn's skateboard on the floor, makes sure nobody is looking (except i am) and then kicks it with his foot.

Quinn and his skateboard have a "connection" so he basically throws me off his lap to get the skateboard. That's when Gio's hand finds mine. I was standing but now i'm sitting on his lap with a tattoo arm lingering around my shoulder. He smells so fucking good.

The bell rings. This bell keeps saving me from awkward situations.

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Hey everyone i am so sorry i haven't updated in a long time i have been so busy with exams!

Thank you for reading my book!

I love you all. ❤️❤️

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