Hearts in Sync

Chapter 2.

Laila's P.O.V.
I am currently sitting in World History again with Elaine behind me. I had been sitting with her for the last few days alongside her boyfriend and Reagan Reed.

He got lucky with that name.

Reagan was a friend I had come to know by stopping his sister from getting bullied, that's how we came to know each other. We've taken a liking to each other and he promised to look after me as long as he was still here.

Easton was nice though but Frazier.

Where was Frazier? I mean I'm curious about him and this is his friend group but he was nowhere to be found. He didn't sit with them at lunch and I didn't even see him in the halls, outside of World History, Frazier didn't exist at least not to me.

As soon as World History was over, he turned to Elaine and said bye before leaving the room without sparing me a glance.

"What's his problem?" I turned to Elaine as she packed up so we could head to the quad for lunch.

"He's on his period, he'll get out of it soon" She shrugged and we left.

We sat for lunch in the quad but I wandered away with the excuse of going to the library while I was looking for a spot, I saw Frazier hidden in a corner you wouldn't normally notice except you looked for it. I remember what Elaine said about him being on his period so I watched him, he seemed upset but at the same time relieved.

Watching him, I deduced two things about him. He's really attractive and he is really really smart, there was something about the look on his face when he solved that Math problem.

I turned around and walked away choosing to leave for my next class anyway. At the end of the day, I walked out of school and towards the parking lot before I looked to my right to find Frazier staring at me.

He turned around and walked further into the parking lot so I couldn't see him anymore. I continued on my journey where I found the car waiting for me.

"Matthew"

"Miss Woods"

We drove off arriving home in no time, I thanked Matthew and made my way inside the house before going up to my room. Setting my bag down next to my desk, I walked towards the balcony's doors and pulled them open before falling into one of the chairs. 

It was quiet out but this was the life. 

I yanked my tie off of my neck before undoing the buttons on my sleeves, I left my spot and disappeared into my closet for a change of clothes; sweatpants and a tanktop. My hair was still up in a bun which was okay, it's just not my home look but it felt like that was what it had become recently. 

Mum suggested cutting my hair shorter so I spent less time on it and more time on school, she had said it in passing but who knew what she really meant? 

Also, putting my hair up makes me feel less vulnerable around people. Putting one's hair up gives a vibe of seriousness which is what I want to be seen as, serious. 

I left it up before grabbing my book from my desk to take my spot on the balcony once again. I continued my read for sometime before going back inside and closing the doors behind me and drawung the curtains. 

Sitting at my desk, I pulled my books out of my bag. I put my blue light blocking glasses on and got to work on my essays.

When I finally chose to look at the time, I had been sat there for a good two hours. I closed my laptop and got out of the chair for a stretch before heading to the bathroom for a shower and changing into some satin pyjamas.