Waiting For Him

Chapter 4

It was the end of school and I was just leaving my last lesson. The rest of the day went by in a blur. After history Krista and Mia were waiting outside for me and they both hugged me and told me not to worry about it. Times like this made me realise that i'm so lucky I have friends like them. Something strange that kept happening was that more and more girls came up to me telling me they admired that I was still a virgin. Even 3 or 4 boys including Logan came and comforted me. I still got the sympathetic looks and disgusted looks from girls and a couple of boys saying if I ever wanted to lose my virginity I should ring them. I know weird right? I just can't wait to go home, lie down and sleep in my nice comfy bed while I dream about...

Oh fuck.

I forgot I have an hours detention. Why? Today out of all days when I really want to go home. I sighed and began walking to where I usually meet the girls.

"Hii guys" I said as I approached them. "Heyy" they all answered back. "I have an hours detention" I sighed. "Oh yeahh from Mr Malik"Krista said as she began laughing at remembrance of what happened this morning. "Yeahh yeahh get over it Krista" as I rolled my eyes at her. "Anyways I'll see you all tomorrow" I hugged each one of them and said my good byes and then I started my way to Mr Maliks classroom.

I reached his classroom and when I opened it no one was there. He's probably in the staff room. I went and sat in my normal seat when I have him. I took out my maths book and began doing the uncompleted worksheet he had given us which I was too tired to do so I never finished it. After about 15 minutes I heard the door creak open so I assumed it was Mr Malik so I carried on with my worksheet. I heard his footsteps slowly coming my way.

Shit.

I need to finish this question quickly. I heard a chair being pulled back. Why is sitting down here?

Once he sat down there was silence for a few seconds and then I heard a cough. I found the courage to look up and as I lifted my head up I saw Jordan's? I'm pretty sure Mr Malik doesn't wear Jordan's or even know what they are. Then I saw black jeans and a white top. This outfit looks familiar. Isn't it the boy who asked if I was alright when I was crying?

When I set my eyes on him my eyes widened as I saw it was Dane.

A memory of the dream I had this morning made my face heat up incredibly so I quickly looked down before he could see.

"Hey" he said in that same deep voice but with a soft tone. I looked up again and I saw he was staring at me. His eyes were focused on me and they look scarily the same as the one in my dream. They were exactly the same.

"Hi" squeaked.

"You alright?" He said with a smile on his face. Making his right eye crinkle. Why is the beautiful popular sex God speaking to me when he witnessed me crying with snot all over my face today? I should be asking him if he's alright.

"Urm, y-yes" why was I so nervous? Oh yeah because you were dreaming about kissing and fucking him this morning.

A comforting silence hung around us.

"How comes-"

Before he could finish off what he was saying Mr Malik walked in.It had been 5 minutes since Mr Malik walked in and straight away I continued with my work before I could get into anymore trouble.

"Tara" heard Danes voice whisper to me.

"Tara" just ignore him.

"Tara" keep ignoring him.

"Tara" for a guy I rarely speak to he sure likes to say my name a lot.

After what seemed like 10 seconds I didn't here my name again. Thank god, I never thought he would stop. I just don't want to speak to him right now. I mean I do but I don't? I'm just scared tha-