⭐️Kissing in the Rain

17:Ian

I was really early to astronomy class so I just sat inside the room for 15 minutes, waiting for Mr. Chapman to start teaching. He was already there, grading papers or something behind his desk and making annoying little noises as he typed away on his laptop.

I sat in the back of the class, thankfully, so I never had to really participate or answer question unless we did group work. I hate group work. I hate people in general. Nobody likes me anyways, well, except for Nick. How do I already miss him? I have no idea but I do. He is the only guy I have ever liked and it's just amazing that he likes me back.

"May I have your attention please, may I have your attention please!" Mr. Chapman started, "Good morning, buenos dias, this is your astronomy class so shut up because it's starting."

The class laughs, as do I. I didn't even notice all the people flooding into the room due to the fact that I was thinking about Nick. I wonder what he's doing right now, what moves he's teaching Cora, if they are taking a break, if he took of his shirt because he was all sweaty...

"Good. Now that I have your attention, we will be doing partner work today." The class groans at the teacher's words and I just put my head down. He always picks our partners because the night fairies are a pretty close knit group and can't do work with their friends. When the class is quiet again, Mr. Chapman says, "I will pick your partners now. Ok, I want Jace with Kelly, Hannah with Bobby, Kate with Lacey, Randle with Jade, Glen with Maggie, Beth with Jo, Beatrice with Oliver, and Toby with Ian."

My head shot up at that. Toby, that evil bitch, I can't work with him! I simply cannot. But it's not like I want to talk to the teacher. Its not like I want to talk to anybody but Nick. So I just sigh and let it go. The worst that could happen is him beating me up again for trying to talk to him. But what does he expect? Its called group work for a reason.

Whatever.

Toby walks over to my small table in the back, he was sitting with Oliver and Bobby but is now sitting with me. I don't know why I am so nervous.

"Hello, Ian." He sneers as he glares at me. I don't say anything back."Why don't you ever fucking talk?" I shrug. "Wow, so helpful."

The look on his face is a horrible one, he has a horrible face anyways, with a scar running across his forehead and down his left cheek, his dark hair floppy in his face. He pulls out a text book as the teacher was now instructing us to do and I just watch him. I lost my textbook last week and I didn't bother looking for it.

"Turn to page153, please." The sound of pages being flipped fills the otherwise silent room. I put my head back down so I don't have to look at Toby anymore. Mr. Chapman continues talking as if everyone is listening when really, I'm daydreaming, Toby is texting Bobby and Oliver, and Jace is kissing Kelly. Only Beth, Jo, and Beatrice are actually paying attention.

But oh well.

He continues to tell us what to do with page156 and when he finishes, Toby turns back to me. Just fabulous.

"Ok so what do we have to do?" He asks. I shrug. "So you weren't paying attention?"

"No." I almost whisper.

"Ok well it was something to do with this page so we most likely have to read it and answer the questions on the other page." He says.

He is about to continue when I cut in, "Since when are you smart?"

"Since when do you talk?" I stay quiet because I only talk to people when I feel it nessesary.

As he turns to page156 he rolls his eyes at me. I put my head back down. Why must he look at me? I don't like attention. Probably why I'm so quiet; so I don't draw unneeded attention to myself.

"Ok well, I will read and you will take notes, understood?" I nod and pull out a piece of paper all ready with my favorite green pen. He starts reading and I start writeing and it's all going good.

We finish early, along with Beth and Jo. Because of this, Mr. Chapman decided to he nice and let us out early. I practically run out of the room. I really miss Nick but I don't want to be clingy, seeing as we only got together yesterday. I stop myself from running, sit on a bench, and pull out my water bottle. I take a sip of it and just sit there for a moment, earning no glances from others. I really like that part of being a loner, Tara once called it, the lack of attention.

I then get up and walk, yes walk, back to the house. I know I will be there before Nick. Or mabey not, seeing as it is around lunch time and they must be hungry if they were working hard.

I can't wait to see him.