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

What you don't know, Wont kill you. I think...[3]

Chapter 3

*BEEP BEEP BEEP*

I slammed my hand down on the alarm clock, groaning as I peeled my head off the pillow.

Looking at the time I tried not to freak out as I noticed it was 7:22, and first period started in about 8 minutes. Crap, I have NO time....

Not really caring about my appearance, I throw on an over-the-shoulder black and pink striped shirt with a bright pink tank underneath, some black jeans and pink and black converse hightops. I left my hair to be wavy and down, it falling to right under my chest, and little makeup, just the natural look for today.

My stomach was having a party with some butterflies it seems, as I wasn't able to put anything in me for breakfast.

I kissed my mother bye and rushed to my car. Speeding down the street in my vintage mustang convertible I made it to school miraculously with about thirty seconds left to get to class.

This will permanently destroy my perfect record up til now. I ran down the nearly empty hallways, reaching my English class, pulling open the door just in time to see my teacher Professor White just beginning the morning roll call. Jumping to my seat, I mumbled 'here' upon hearing my name.

"Mornin babe" Damien whispered over to me as P.White began his long discussion over last nights homework which was reading the shakespearean novel 'The Tempest'.

"Morning hun. Man, I had the weirdest dream last night... I had a dream that I made out with Sebastian and then he put this little note on my bed and I-"

I was then cut off by Damien, completely ignoring my rambling, pulled a piece of paper from my pocket of my jeans.

"This note?" Damien chuckled, handing it to me. I took the paper wearily, uncrumpling it and realizing it was not the note from last night, but a different one that said:

Nia, I am sure that by now you have many questions that I will happily answer, but first you need to answer a few of my own. Meet me at the bleachers in the soccer field after school, 4:00 sharp. See ya around.

Sebastian

I crumpled the paper in my hand, raising my hand and getting a pass for the bathroom. I need a minute to clear my head.

Walking down the hallways, I calmed down my heart, convincing myself that he wanted nothing more than to talk to me about how he would be soon settling in, although the idea of him only wanting to talk about that made me feel oddly disappointed. Why was I not creeped out by him? I didn't even know the guy, and we had already kissed! I shouldn't even meet him after school today.

This is getting so obnoxious... I didn't allow myself to think anything, and continued walking to the bathroom where I washed my face quickly and rushed back out to get to class.

Not sure how much time had passed, I found myself agreeing to meet him at the end of the day, slowly trudging to the soccer field where this deliciously gorgeous man would either... well there is alot of things he could do to me by now. I don't think that if he were trying to rape me, I would be much of a fight, although I would go down trying.

My heart hamered in my chest, and my pace quickened, wanting to get this little chat over with.

Nia, you have to get a hold of yourself! This isnt like you. You are not someone to get frightened, or to go for the guy because of his looks... how shallow are you becomming?

Once outside, I noticed him immediately.

I passed everyone playing soccer and climbed up to the top bench where Sebastian sat waiting for me. My heart gave a little lurch, and I noticed his simple but expensive looking outfit. I knew who he was, it was only a matter of him accepting the fact that I know. He needs to trust me before I can trust myself around him.