Bear Hugs - COMPLETED

Chapter 3 - Strange words

2am, my phone reads. My mind is racing. I can't stop thinking about today, well, yesterday. Why did I space out? And Oliver, could it be the guy from my classes? I roll over to face my window. I can't see the moon from my room, but I can see all the stars, twinkling in the beautiful night sky. I try to distract myself by thinking of the stars and the sky, but my thoughts wonder back to Oliver. That pale, dark haired, blue eyed boy. He's so cute! Have I? No. No. I am not crushing on him! Am I? No. I'm not! I'm not crushing on my photography partner! I growl in frustration, bloody teenage hormones. I have had a few boyfriends in the past, but I have never liked any of them within a day! A day! Ugh!

I roll over onto my back and stare at the fan on my roof, I watch it spin, rather slowly.

*****

"Sweetie! Time to wake up!" I hear my mum yell from the kitchen. I moan as a reply, not that she would be able to hear me. I roll off my bed onto my floor, today was not going to be a good day. I push myself up into a standing position. I open my bedroom door and walk down the hallway to the kitchen. My mum turns to look at me as she leans against the bench, sipping on her coffee.
"Woah, what happened to you!" She asks pointing to me. I just shake my head and grab a chocolate up & go from the fridge. "Couldn't sleep babes?" I shake my head again, failing to poke the straw into the straw hole on my breakfast beverage. I throw my straw across the kitchen in frustration. My mum places her black and red spotty coffee cup on the bench and bends down to pick up my straw. She walks over to me and pokes the straw in the hole for me.

"Thanks mum." I say, taking a sip of my drink. "I had too much on my mind last night." My mum nods, understandingly. She can already tell that it's about a boy, nothing, I mean nothing, has ever got me feeling like this. I basically skull down the rest of my breakfast and run into my room to get ready for school. I open up my wardrobe and pull out the usual pair of jeans and a hoodie. I grab my plain black jeans and my favourite dark purple hoodie. My mum doesn't understand why I wear dark colours, and to be honest I don't really know why I do either. I guess it just makes me feel more comfortable, and besides, sometimes I turn into these colours. I slip off my panda onesie and walk into my bathroom. I pull down my underwear and unclip my bra, chucking them in my wash basket.

I walk over to the shower and turn hop in, turning the taps on. I let the water fall over my body, cleansing and soothing me. I squirt my favourite blueberry and coconut soap onto my hand and rub my hands over my body. I rinse the soap off and turn off the taps. I step out and dry myself, putting on another pair of underwear and a bra. I force myself into my skinny jeans, popping my hoodie on after. I stare at my reflection in the mirror. I have dark bags underneath my eyes and I instantly grab my foundation and apply it to my whole face. I try to hide my bags, without turning into a cupcake, but they are still visible. I apply my usual mascara and eye liner. I walk out of the bathroom and grab my school bag, heading back to the kitchen. I grab an apple and my money and push them into my bag.

"Bye mum. Love you." I say walking out of the door.

"Bye sweetie have a good day." My mum yells from the kitchen. I shut the door behind me as I dully walk in the direction of the school.

*****

I walk up to Chelsea and the other girls. They are sitting on a bench near the entrance of the school. I smile and sit down next to Layla.

"I was just saying to the girls, I got invited to Imogen's party this weekend and I reckon we should go together," Chelsea states. "What do you think?" She asks.

"Yeah. I think I'm not busy. I forgot to ask my mum about the sleepover too, I should be helping with the unpacking, but mum and dad should be happy to let me go. They would be happy to know I'm making friends." I smile.

"Okay, well we are meeting up at Jackie's house a few hours before to get ready. Then we will all drive there together." I nod at this, pulling my phone out to send a message to my mum asking if I can go. As soon as I hit send, a message from the Oliver guy pops up.

Hiii

Hey

You look beautiful today :)

I drag my face away from my phone and check my surroundings. Everyone is on their phones so it's hard to tell which person is stalking me. And I don't even know if this guys name is really Oliver.

Uh, thanks?

Np :)

Will I get to know who you are today? Will I see you?

You won't get to know who I am, but you might see me. It is quite a small school. And we are in the same grade.

I smirk, he gave me some more information. I have kept all of this information secreted for future events. My mind can't help but wonder to Oliver, the one in my class. Will he be going to the party? I start to think of the party. What will happen? Who even is Imogen? The school bell goes, bringing me out of my thoughts. I look down at my phone to see that my mum replied.

Sure sweetie, that sounds good. I'm glad your making friends :)

I smile and show my friends the message, they just laugh and swing their bags over their shoulders and head into the school. I check my notifications to see I got another message, from Oliver.

I'll see you later ;)

I shake it off, shove my phone in my pocket and head toward roll call with Chelsea.

*****

I take my seat next to Chelsea in art and Oliver comes running and plonks himself next to me.

"Hey, how you doin'?" He pants, flicking his hair. A loud laughter erupts beside me and I spin my head to see Chelsea laughing really hard. I try to shoosh her but she keeps laughing, so I turn back around to meet Oliver's eyes in deep concentration. I furrow my eyebrows and his eyes meet mine. In that instant, I feel as if the world has stopped. In that instant, I can't breathe. In that instant I feel as if there is no one else in the world except Oliver and I. But that only lasts a mere second. I spot his finger nails digging into the desk, he has a scowl on his face. I look into his eyes and they change to a red colour, and veins emerge to the surface around his eyes. I stare in shock, something in me wants to notify the teacher, or touch him, but the other part of me has an understanding of what's happening. I decide to shut up, not make things worse. Instead I rip the corner off of a page in my book and write a note to Oliver.

'Are you okay?' I slide it over to his desk and he hesitates for a moment before ripping a corner from his book and pulling out his pen. He slides it back and instantly I open up the paper to see

'I'm fine darlin, thanks for askin ;)' I just shake my head and see him wink at me. Boys these days. He takes the paper back and I stare at him as he closes his eyes for about 5 seconds, when he opens them he writes on the paper.

'Check your History book, a few pages before the middle' I do as he says and take out my history book, turning to the middle. I flick a few pages before and find a note written on the bottom right hand corner. I look back at Oliver with a confused face, to find he is paying attention to the teacher.

'Meet me under the Willow tree toward the back of the school'

-S

I turn to Oliver and he just shrugs his shoulders. I rip off another section of my page and write

'How did you know it was there?'

'I could sense it' he replies. I don't question any further. My mind goes over the note. Who the hell is S? I haven't come across anyone with the name starting with S. I am so confused at the moment. Do I go meet them? I do I not?