Something I Want

Chapter 21.

I don't even notice how quickly the week goes by. It seems that only three days have passed, but again and again ... and again the annoying alarm clock sounds, which wakes me up to go to school.

Well, although this vacation was really stressful and strange. In a word, there was definitely no shortage of action.

I lazily return from the bathroom to the room after completing the entire morning process. I hang a long shirt and black tights from the hanger. I take off my robe and quickly get dressed.

I unhurriedly straighten my hair and put on a simple make-up. I grab my backpack and sportswear bag from the ground. I go downstairs just as it's time to get off at the bus stop.

- You can't go if you don't feel ready, - Ian comes out of the kitchen.

- Everything is fine. Really.

-Really? Your mother is worried that you have not left the house for the last three days.

- Really, - I smile and put on my shoes and coat.

- Well, then good luck.

I nod to him and leave the house. I gasp as the high wind blows my hair. I hate the wind.

School is like nowhere else. It is full of students who happily chat, say hello and kiss. I go straight to my closet and put my sports bag and hang my coat there.

- Hello, - I hear a voice and jump, because it scares me.

David laughs at me and I close the locker and smile at him.

- Hello, - I greet you.

-How is your health? - he puts his hand over the shoulders and we go to class.

- It's much better - and I can't imagine why I lied to everyone that I was sick all weekend.

Upon entering the classroom, everyone pays attention to us. I close my eyes and David pulls his hand away from me. Say hello to Liam and Briana. I take my seat and soon David joins me.

- There are a lot of rumors about you and Niall. Besides, it's great that you got well, Briana giggled as she turned to me.

-What kind? - I lean forward.

- Because you had bed affairs, - she raises her eyebrows.

I laugh and fall into the chair. It's better than having someone catch our stupid kiss. You got out of there in time, Grace. The lesson bell rings. More and more students gather in the class. Among them Niall. Our eyes meet, but not for long. I turn my eyes to the window and breathe in the air.

- Are you not getting ready for class? -David asks me.

I understand that I did not take out the supplies from the backpack. Completely distracted, I smile at him and get ready for the lesson. The teacher explains a new topic to us. I can be happy about this. I concentrated well and understood a new math topic.

I tied my sneakers and looked at the girls who were tying their hair.

- Am I really exercising? -sighing, I sit down on the bench.

- You will keep your figure, - winks Olivia.

- Yes, really. From volleyball, I snort.

- Instead, I missed training, - Briana.

We all smile.

- Have you come up with something nice, captain? - twinkling my eyes, I ask Oli.

- Don't worry. Let's melt the raisins, - Olivia smiled and all the girls in the room laughed.

We all enter the gym and I take a deep breath. I think that it is necessary to somehow fall on the hand and ... it would be dismissal from volleyball. I approach the teacher and shake her hand.

-Teacher, I hit my hand...

-Enough acting, Combs.

- No, man...

- Go get the ball, miss.

I look at the teacher.

- I'm afraid of balls, - I say slowly.

The teacher smiles.

-Balls?

I nod and late Niall enters the hall.

- Okay. Then you have to learn not to be afraid of him. I'll help you, okay?

I sigh hopefully again and the teacher pats me on the shoulder.

- Pupils! You divide into teams and play. Niall Horan, you will teach Grace Combs ...not to be afraid of balls.

Well, it's wonderful. That was to be expected.

- Catch it, - Niall prepares to throw the ball.

- No, - I cover my face with my hands.

Niall rolled his eyes.

- It's a ball, Grace.

- It's nice, Ball. I'm Grace, - I roll my eyes and take it from his hands.

He laughs. We stand in front of each other.

-Give it to me.

I throw the ball a little too high, but he catches it. And I don't look when he jumps and his t-shirt rises and reveals all his beauty. What?

I duck when the ball flies past me.

- Do you need to be taught how to catch the ball? - he sighs.

-You need to be taught to notice a person, -I close my eyes and bend down again when the ball flies past me to Niall, but he catches the ball.

-I need to be taught not to watch your boobs when you bend over.

He bites his lip and throws the ball. I catch it and Niall raises his eyebrows. I close my eyes and let the ball go. Soon, Niall falls to the ground with a groan of pain. Straight to the raisins.