His Secret

Chapter 4

The rest of the day I tried to keep my mind off anything to do with those dreadful memories and him but the latter was harder than I thought.

He ended up being in most of my classes which was just fantastic. I tried to make the awkwardness between us disappear the only way I knew how, ignore him till he forgets. However, I, apparently, was the only one feeling the weird tension between us.

I had gym just before lunch and couldn't wait to be rid of the sweaty, testosterone filled monkeys that, some how, all the girls in school found incredibly attractive.

What made it even worse, track.

Yes we were starting the year off on track. How wonderful me a girl with sports induced asthma and the least amount of stamina that can be physically possible running 1.6km on the first day of school. Maybe I could have an asthma attack...?

I walked out on to the field only to be greeted by a truly awful site. Most of the girls had flocked over to Dean, fascinated by the new guy. I don't know why though you can just tell by the way he acts that he is exactly the same as any other hormonal teenage boy.

Although I hated the fact that people thought all girls had to act that way, I couldn't help but find myself staring in their direction. The way the girls twirled their hair and made such an innocent smile look so...

Ugh! What am I doing with my life, I need to find Taylor and get this stuff out of my head. My eyes dart around the field and when Tay is no where to be seen, I remember she isn't in this class. Oh how god hates me! Instead of staring at Dean and his new posse, I decided it would be better just to stare off into space. I had made my way over to some of my other friends but soon found myself floating in the clouds.

Eventually the coach had made his way to the track and given us the most basic set of orders. Run. And sadly that meant I spent the next hour running in my asthma induced state, even when I did stop for a quick breather coach would always catch me and yell. I don't like yelling especially if it's directed at me cause that means other people will notice me and my anxiety cannot take it. Like at all.

After coach had yelled at me I think I was half way through the whole 1.6 and I was doing pretty well, for me at least. My friends had abandoned me, like usual and sadly I was very use to that fact. Pretty much everyone was in front of me at this point, which also meant that everyone turned around to look at the lazy bastard who had stopped this time.

And the Grand Prize goes to me!

I tried to keep my head down for the rest of the run but that was hard when someone was constantly breathing down your neck and prodding your side every so often. Sadly Dean Winchester thought it would be jolly good fun to leave his place at the front of the pack surrounded by jocks and cheerleaders and merrily skip besides me. Do you know the worst part? I was literally skipping at one point and he made the most annoying noise as he did so.

"Hey, you know I saw you staring earlier," He jabbed at my ribs with one of his fingers, after I continued to ignore him he carried on. "It's okay to be jealous, I've only got eyes for you baby," He breathed into my ear, he was way to close for comfort and the blush on my cheeks was not allowing me to look up and retaliate so instead I sped up. What a fantastic idea that was.

Lets just say I never finished that 1.6 km. I woke up in the nurses office gladly I found myself alone, eye's stinging from the light above but found myself not wanting to close my eyes just in case I wouldn't open them again. I heard muffled talking a few minutes later and decided it would be best to get up.

Slowly I pulled my stiff body up into a sitting position just as someone pulled the curtain back. I had to blink a couple times for the person to come into focus but I was definitely not what I wanted to see right now. Why was he everywhere seriously, is god playing some weird ass joke on me!

"Ugh, what are you doing here?" I groaned as I tried to move my legs off the rock hard bed, failing miserably and deciding to sat back down.

"You know earlier, in home room, you weren't quite as... bitter?" He smirked at me handing me a cup of water, begrudgingly I took it and sip slightly the warm water tasting weird against my tongue.

"What do you want Winchester?" I glared at him, technically he is partly to blame for the incident that occurred before I fainted and ended up here. Therefore I shall treat him as the enemy.

"Do you really think you should be acting so coldly to your saviour?" I put up his hands in defence but soon that obnoxious smirk was back, and oh how I wanted to slap it off.

I scoffed loudly, "You? My saviour? Yeah right," I couldn't help but laugh slightly at the thought he was more like the grim reaper in this scenario.

"Why is that so hard to believe?" He said genuinely incredulously, which surprised me slightly was his ego really that inflated? "Eh what ever," hey maybe I was wrong, "But ask anyone it was my amazingly strong arms that carried you to safety." Nope his ego is too big for his own good.

Jokingly he kissed his biceps, wiggling his eyebrows to the point I couldn't help myself from laughing. "But really I'm glad your okay, when you passed out like that... it was pretty scary," I smiled at him, maybe this guy wasn't too bad just a bit of a narcissist.

"Hehe, sorry about that guess I should take that asthma pump more seriously..." I grinned sheepishly up at him to which he just chuckled and help me finally get to my feet. Maybe I thought, just maybe I could learn to put up with Mr Dean Winchester, I'm not making any concrete decisions yet though. I was probably a bit to harsh on him at the start... But then again he stole my blue freeze pop, hmmn. Nope my cruelty was well deserved. 

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A/N 

GUESS WHO'S BACK, BACK AGAIN

RAYA'S BACK, TELL A FRIEND

GUESS WHO'S BACK, GUESS WHO'S BACK, GUESS WHO'S BACK

GUESS WHO'S BACK....

RAYA'S BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :DDDDDDDDDDD

So hey guys I'm finally back, guess you already got the huh... 

Anyway, first update of the summer any feedback is welcome as always :P 

So after note this is kinda be extra long cause I thought I should put in an extract of how I wrote this chapter the first time...

Please Enjoy!!

I walked out on to the field only to be greeted by a truly awful site. Keeley 'Oh My God' Tyler had 'casually' ,note the air quotes, draped yes draped herself over Dean. And by draped I mean twenties swing dress and grand piano kinda draped.

Not that I cared that it was Dean, it was just her. She repulsed me in every way possible, she acted like the perfect daddy's girl and that's how everyone saw her. Yet in the harsh light of reality she was truly the Devil incarnate. Then again her plastic body might make for a poor meat suit for his Lord Satan.

I don't even know^

Well then see you soon!! ~Raya:D