Chapter 3 A Warning
The bell rung for second period causing me to be awoken out of my day dreaming. Sighing I got out of my chair, grabbed my backpack and left to go to math… I hate algebra 2. I don’t know how I’m in such an advanced class anyway, I only do the tests and homework and I only get B’s anyway. Hmph, I don’t know but ill have to suffer through it just like every other day.
I trudge along and slowly make my way to my next class. I usually sit again in the back of the class closest to the window because I could care less about sitting with friends. But to my surprise, my seat was taken again! By Cameron AGAIN! Why does he keep stealing my spot and since when is he in Algebra 2?! Have I just not noticed him before?
Instead of cautiously making my way to Cameron, I almost ran over to him ignoring the fact I pushed other people out of my way. As soon as I’m at my desk, I slam my hands down, causing Cameron to jump out of his skin along with the few others in the classroom.
“Woah, hey Adriana what’s up?” he asked a bit startled. For some reason I feel angry at him.
“You’re sitting in my seat. AGAIN. And since when were you in Algebra 2?!” Cameron had shaken off the little scare and was now enjoying watching me have a fit. He got up and chuckled.
“I’m not in this class, I have history right now. Sorry I’m in your seat, I was just making sure no one would take it.” Even with the angry look on my face, I could feel my face turning hot. He looked down at me with those same cat-like eyes and I wondered to myself why did they look so sad?
“Whelp anyway Miss Adriana, I’ll see you around.” Cameron told me before taking his leave. But before he left he bent down and kissed the top of my head causing me to gasp and back away, my face as red as a rose. I could hear the gasps of the others too; they must have been watching the whole thing. I slowly back away and stumble into my seat still staring at him.
“Heh, you really are adorable, you know that?” Cameron cooed at me. He walked away and I watched him until he was gone.
“What just happened?” I mumbled under my breath. And how did he know what class I have now?! Is he a stalker maybe? No, if he was why would he be stalking me? I’m nothing special. This whole thing is just too confusing. I buried my head in my hands and this time was uninterrupted the whole class.
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As the bell rung for break, I couldn’t wait to have some time by myself away from these other people. As I left the classroom I walked down the hallway by myself and was pulled into the girl’s bathroom. It took me a moment to realize who my captors were. It was that same group of girls that were in the same room as me when the incident with Cameron happened. I shrunk back a bit, not knowing what was about to go down.
One of the four girls walked over to the door and stood in front of it. Looks like I wasn’t leaving anytime soon.
“Hmph this girl is pathetic, how could such a gorgeous man like Cameron ever like YOU?” the girl with short brown hair stepped forward, the leader I guess. She seemed angry that I was only staring at her, so she shoved me back toward the wall.
“Hey answer me when I’m talking to you!” I only cower back in fear. She became enraged at my lack of word so she slapped me.
“What are you psychic AND deaf?!” I reached up to my face and touched the spot where she had hit me. It stung. I tried to reply to her question in fear of being hit again.
“N-no.” I replied quietly. She looked somewhat pleased and the other girls around her laughed.
“Hmm? What was that? I didn’t quite hear you!” She pinned my shoulder against the wall and I said louder this time
“No! I’m not deaf!” They all laughed this time and she let me go. She still firmly gripped my wrist and said
“You better stay away from our Cameron, you got that?” I nodded my head and replied with a feeble
“Yes.” I could see my hot tears begin to cloud my vision.
“Aww is someone gonna cwy?” One of her friends asks, putting emphasis to sound like she was talking to a baby. I am not a child.
“Heh c’mon guys, let’s go. We’ll catch her weirdness if we stay too long.” All four of the girls left me to myself and I had never been so glad to be alone. I walked out of the bathroom wiping off my tears when I bumped into someone. I stumbled back and looked up
“Adriana?! What’s wrong?” I knew that voice anywhere. Cameron. I didn’t care if those girls were still around, I buried my face in his chest and began to sob uncontrollably. I had enough for one day. Seeing that I was having a rough time, Cameron wrapped his arms around me and let me cry my heart out.
“There- there, Adriana, everything will be okay.” He tried to console me but I just cried even harder. The warmth of him made it feel like I was in my father’s arms. He must have realized that we were in the middle of the hallway still so he picked me up like a princess and took me outside. I had covered my face in my hands and was still crying like a little kid. As he walked me down the hallway I could hear those piercing thoughts along with the murmurs throughout the hall
“What the hell?! What is Cameron doing?!”
“Oh my god, I think I might faint! Cameron has lost his mind!”
My heart had shattered long ago but I could still feel the pain that was caused by those hateful thoughts. I couldn’t take it anymore.
“Cameron! Put me down!” I practically screamed. Cameron stopped in his tracks and asked me
“Why? Do you need something? I can get-“I interrupted the only voice who’d ever tried to help me
“Just put me down!” Cameron hesitated then slowly put me back on my feet, still a wreck and crying. I looked up at those cat-like eyes, genuine and full of worry. It made my heart break again. I quietly mumbled in between sobs
“I don’t deserve this. I don’t deserve you!” I closed my eyes and ran down the hallway, not even giving Cameron a chance to stop me. I just left him there. I went home; I just needed a break, and today was the worst it had ever been.
As soon as I had gotten home, I ran upstairs straight into my room and locked the door. It didn’t matter if my mom was home or not, I wanted to be alone. I cried the hardest I had ever cried in a long time. Just thinking about the way he looked at me tore me apart inside. I could never face Cameron again. Ugh, my head hurt so badly. I truly am the worst of the worst.
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Teen Fiction"Every man has his secret sorrows in which the world knows not." ~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. Adriana Pennington is a psychic. No she can't channel the dead, but she's able to read peoples minds. And she hates it. Her Sixth Sense, as she calls it...
