Young, Wild, Run, Hide

Chapter 6

Song choice - Benson Boone: In The Stars

Walking into the school I can feel the tiredness radiating off of me my steps are sloppy if people didn't know who I was people would assume I was some homeless girl with the way I looked.

I take my phone out and head to my camera stopping in my tracks a bit on the side of the hall way i hold my phone out to look at myself.

My braids are in a messy bun which is going to be a hassle to detangle, the bags under my eyes are my literal enemy for a light-skinned girl you would think that the bags wouldn't look so bad or noticeable.

WRONG!

I close my phone rolling my eyes as I drop my arm and it slaps my thigh slightly.

"El!" Jille runs up behind me jumping on my back and making me tumble slightly "No-" dragging the o "Get off mate you're gonna break my back!" I can see her roll her eyes from the side of my eye.

"Yeah yeah whatever you have the back of an old lady girl but uhm are we still gonna finish our discussion from yesterday" As if on cue the whole group comes up from behind Jille" Yeah are we I think we should We need to find this dimwit and beat the fuck out of him," Marco says as he cracks his knuckles, rolling my eyes slightly giggling at them all as the rest of them either give

Marco has a weird look or agrees with him.

"yes of course don't worry meet me at our spot after school at 5:30 ok" I raise my eyebrow signaling them to speak up if they can't come, they all nod as the bell rings i say my goodbyes as I leave towards my locker.

The second bell rings before I can open my locker "Hey birdie" I turn towards the voice looking up at Leonardo a questionable look on my face shaking my head slightly i put my head up in his face.

"Let me stop you before you say anything stupid-" I pause sightly "-again did you just call me to birdie..?" he puts his hand over mine placing it down I look up at him through my lashes as silence takes over us, normally I would get butterflies but this...it feels peaceful like the ocean, the sounds of the waves making my stomach turn but in a good way.

"Well, to answer your question yes I did your little mess of a hair up there looks like there might be a few bird eggs in there" I'm not even really listening to what he's saying as he's staring down at me he slowly brings his hand up placing a strand of my curls from my braids that fell in front of my face and placing it back in place.

He's still holding my hand and is making slow circular motions on my palms I tilt my head slightly confused, and my eyes narrow "What's you're angle mate...just yesterday you were joking about my dead best friend and now you're what calling me birdie" I raise my eyebrow taking my hand out of his the look his eyes disappear before I could see what it was and is now placed with cold cold eyes...

"And I apologized for it get over it birdie" his tone is cold and the ocean-like feeling is replaced with confusion and anger "Oh fuck off you wonker go fuck yourself bud " he steps forward a bit face to face too close for my liking but I don't step back I won't give up.

As he's about to say something he leans forward our lips just an inch apart if he even talked right now our lips would brush against each other "Gladly birdie" My lips parted slightly at the slight brush of his lips as he stood straight forward and walks away from me.

My fingers are playing with each other slightly as I open my locker to take my books out I take my phone out to check the time 9:45 I'm fifth teen minutes late now because of that worker.