She's the little

Cghapter 17

I sat at my desk watching Derik try to pull Lizzie into the class, as she kicked, screamed and ran out the room multiple times.
James had to tell me off twice for cheering her on.

Eventually Derik got her into the seat next to me just as the class started, with him and James sat behind us.
"When the clock hits 9:20 we run." I whispered to her, and watched as her eyes lit up, happy I was happy to escape with her.

I gave her a cheeky smile and we both sat looking at the clock, occasionally looking at each other and giggling quietly.
"Ditch are bags?" I whispered to her right before we were planned to run.
"Yeah!" She whispered back and slowly I wiggled back making room to jump from the bench.

"3, 2...1!" We both hopped down and made a run for the door and out into the hallway, giggling and shrieking a-bit like little girls as we heard the boys get down from there seats behind us.

We ran down the hallway holding hands as I pulled her through the halls and round corners till eventually stopping at a lofted bit beside the top of main stairs.

I knew how to hop up quickly then pulled Lizzie up, then pulling her to the wall facing away from the hallway so the only way they could see us is if they came back up the stairs.
We had put distance between us and the boys, so we had a few minutes till they came anywhere near us.

"Thank you." Lizzie whispered to me, and I could see how grateful she was by how she looked at me.

"I hate ditching class alone so I've never had anyone to ditch that class with me, so it's nice to have someone who wants to be there less than I do." I whisper back to her.

"I know those classes are probably important and i have no problem with James, he's really amazing but I never feel ready for those classes." I admit to her, happy to have someone to talk about it with.

"Right? Like I realised I was a little so long ago but never felt ready to express it and now I feel like I've just been launched into it and it makes me feel so..."
"Yucky?"
"Yucky!" She repeats, agreeing with me, realising I understood her.

"And it makes it so hard when James is so pretty, because I just feel so...embarrassed, like I'd feel embarrassed with anyone but with James it's so, stupid."

James
We were stood with are backs to the wall where the girls couldn't see us, listening to them.

We heard them giggling and it made my heart melt.
I wanted to give them a minute before busting them.

"I feed like It would be easier just watch a YouTube video or read a book about this stuff in private instead of those god awful classes where i know James is starting at me to see I'm if listening or if I like what's being said." I heard Dianna explain, and I understood what she meant.

Eventually me and Derik made are entrance, talking loudly so they knew we were "coming".

"Dianna." I said in her line of view, with my arms crossed, acting mad.
She gave me a cheeky smile and a little wave.
"Hi James."
I watched as she shimmied her way to the edge and let her legs hang off kicking them like a child.

I could tell she was slightly regressed. Not in the way she needed to but it was nice to see her ever so slightly little.
I gave her a smile, letting her know I wasn't really mad. "Come on, get down." I said and was slightly surprised that she listened immediately, slipping from her spot and landing on the ground.
I looked up at Lizzy who looked at her confused, even Derik looked a little surprised.

Derik stepped up on the railing, poking his head up to talk to Lizzie as I pulled Dianna away and down the hall.

"Now what were you thinking running off?" I asked in a cheerful voice, hoping to preserve the state of mind she was in, instead of getting mad and upsetting her and sending her straight into fight of flight.

"She needed it." Dianna said blissfully and I looked at her confused before she Carried on. "She needed someone to understand her, even just for 10 minutes."
"What do you mean by that Anna?"
"Like when your in a class and The teacher starts yelling or starts saying something boring and you roll your eyes and make eye contact with someone in the room who looks like they understand exactly what your thinking, and your just like 'they get it' and you might smile at them and suddenly you can strike up a conversation with them about it" Dianna explains, and somehow gives me a peak into her mind showing me how she makes friends and how she sees the world, and how compassionate she is in one tiny expression.
"Is that how you make all your friends?" I ask her laughing a little.

Me and Dianna walk into the library and I sit down, and pull her into my lap.
"No more trying to escape out of classes, little girl." I tell her tickling her belly lightly, making her giggle.
"I will try my best" she jokes before laying her head on my shoulder.
I knew something would put her in a bad mood sometime today and nock her into her regular self but it was nice to see a peak of her littlest self, even if it was only for a moment.