What you don't know, Wont kill you. I think...

What you don't know, Wont kill you. I think...[2]

Chapter 2

So, you probably think I've gone insane right?

Well right about now I'm thinking the same thing. I have no idea who that guy was or if he was even real!

Let me just tell you, it has been a difficult week; always looking over my shoulder, anxious for the next class where he might be, sitting in the seat across the room where I may gather up the courage to talk to him.

That was just what I hoped for at least. Wow, I sound desperate.

Now, on my way to P.E. with an excited Damien clutched to one side of me chattering away, I couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy and expectant.

I was stupidly wishing for this guy to appear. Why did I want him to come back to school anyway? Was it to prove to myself that I'm not insane, or was it just so that I could see him again? Hear his voice, look into those grey eyes, and get lost.....

Ugh, Nia, get a hold of yourself... your turning into such a desperate girl.

I by the way, I'm 17, never had a real boyfriend and am about to graduate. Im a senior this year although I should be a junior, but my parents pushed me up a grade when I was in kindergarden and I already knew how to read chapter books. So I have a right to be a bit desperate, right?

P.E. started out the most boring it has ever been. That is, until all the girls began oogling at Ryan and Sam as they walked in, topless, glistening, looking like they just finished working out.

Then, my eye was caught by... there he is! I knew I wasn't crazy! Why do I feel like he owes me an explanation as to where he has been this entire week? It's not like were 'friends' or anything... I don't even know his name....

"Nia, who do you think that other guy is who is with Ryan? Hes pretty gorgeous..." Damien whispered.

"Thats the guy from last week I was asking about... and I thought I had gone crazy. Do you know him?"

"No... thats why I just asked you. Nia, are you alright? You've been acting strange the last few days.."

"Yeah, I'm alright, I just need to get some exercise." And with that I jumped to my feet, and ran over to coach who sent me to get some gear for playing soccer. Yes! I love that sport... I can have some time to clear my head, stop thinking about him....

The field lies in front of me, I run, get the ball, I feel the wind all around me, pass the ball, it's passed back to me, I make a goal, breathe...

An hour later, I'm sweating, and making my way to the locker rooms to shower and change to go home.

As I'm walking towards the entrance I notice a figure crouching among the bleachers. Figuring its a lame kid doing some drugs, I keep walking past it, hoping not to be noticed.

Suddenly I feel a hand tighten around my left wrist and my right hand come flying over, lading a backhand slap across their cheek, followed by a low threatening growl. Once I realized who it was my hand rose to my mouth to stifle a cry of fright.

"Would you cut that out. Shut up already." He growled. I couldn't stop the tear that escaped my eye. Ive never been one to cry or be sensitive, but at first I had thought I was about to be raped. My body shook, and my breath came in quick sharp inhales.

"Sorry" I mumbled, not sure why I was apologizing for being scared half to death, "didn't mean to hit you, you just scared me... you really shouldn't sneak up on someone like that."

"And you shouldn't obsess over someone you saw once in a mess hall." He snapped. Crap, so he knew that I was thinking about him? How on earth...

"What are you some kind of stalker?" I said, twisting my wrist to free it, but his hand held tight.

"I guess you could say that...you intrigue me Nia." His voice went low, and I could detect a foreign accent, or something rather ancient.

"H-how do you know my name? Who are you, and what do you want with me?" My voice once faltering, now grew angry. What did he think he was going to do with me? Im not his little toy he can throw around.

"Im sorry for being so... tactless. My name is Sebastiano or Sebastian, I am an... exchange student or however it is called. I wanted to apologize for making you anxious this past week. I was still in the process of my move and transferring all of my school work and such. I heard about you from a uh.. friend of mine and figured it would be most beneficial to me to stick with you while I get used to the way things work around here so I can get better adjusted, if you don't mind, that is." He flashed me a gorgeous smile, something of which registered in my mind as wrong, abomination. My mind screamed a warning, but my body wasn't listening.

"I, uh, sure, no prob- your Italian. I knew I recognized the accent from somewhere, and the name Sebastiano is a known name amongst royalty, amongst the kingdom which was recently attacked. I just read about it. The king was badly wounded and his son... his son was forced to flee... you-"

I was cut off by his lips on mine. All my thoughts were interrupted, and all my sences were on high alert.

I could feel one hand behind my neck, pushing me deeper into the kiss, the other hand around my waist, tracing patterns on my lower back underneath my small P.E. shirt. My body reacted, pulling myself into his embrace, knotting my hand in his hair and becomming almost dizzy from his amazing smell, and the taste of him.

Everything at once, I can't think, can't breathe, but that doesn't matter now. Then his jaw clenched and he pulled away from me, untangling me from around him.

"You shouldn't think so much. I'll take this as a 'you will be glad to help me' and see you tomorrow first thing. Thanks, Nia."

With that he turned on his heel and walked out onto the field, I blinked and he was nowhere in sight.

Man, this guy is somethin else. Dissapears for a week then makes out with me.... Sebastian.

My hand went to my lips, where my skin tingled, where his touch felt like it had left a burn.

By the time I got home, I was tired, confused and starving. Not sure what the topic of discussion was for the nights dinner, I practically inhaled my lasagna, and ran up the stairs to my room where I flung myself onto my queen size bed.

I felt something crumple underneath me, feeling around I found a piece of folded paper. I opened it to find a note adressed to me in beautiful calligraphy that read:

Nia, thank you for agreeing to be my school guide. I look forward to seeing you tomorrow and how that genius of yours can be put to work. Don't forget, not to think too much.

Sebastiano

I was too tired and full of excitement for tomorrow to worry myself with questions on how he knows where I live, how he was able to get it to my bed without my mothers knowledge and why on earth shouldn't I think too much. My eyes closed and I couldn't help myself but to succumb to the exhaustion that overcame me. Tomorrow... tomorrow would be-

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The story has yet to unfold, so dont judge it quite yet... i am just building up the characters right now, trying to get a feel of their personalities... i need to get to know them as well... I hope you all enoyed, so comment with any ideas and opinions. COMMENT! VOTE! SHARE!

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