Sociophobia (Boyxboy)

Part 12

The students immediately hushed themselves as we awaited the news to be delivered via speaker.

"THE MAIN CCTV IN THE HALLWAY HAS BEEN DAMAGED-"

That was as much as we heard when a loud bang startled us. Suddenly the crowd when berserk and a fight broke out among themselves.

"Not good," Jeff explained, "now that the cafeteria's not the only place without CCTV, this is going to be a new battleground."

"For whom?" I asked not quite latching to the subject yet. I was trying to hear what the principal was saying yet at the same time, there were a lot of things flying in our direction. PLAK! My head when reeling and my view was a blur of an Oxford dictionary, ceiling, lights (OH, I'M FALLING) and then Jeff. My body stopped moving when Jeff appeared in my vision.

"........." My head was throbbing.

"You there?" he waved a hand in my face.

"Y-yeah..... whoa......" I groaned at my newfound perspective distortion. Did I just get hit with the spine of a hard-cover Oxford dictionary?! Ow-wie......

"Can you grab your books?" he said urgently as he helped me stand straight up again. Then he slung my bag over his shoulders.

Silly jock. I'm so dizzy I can barely see the floor right. Nevertheless, I wasn't in the mood to protest and scooped up my dancing books. The floor really looked like it was fluid and was going to swallow me any moment.

And then he scooped me up so that I was being carried bridal style and he ran (with me, may I remind all you fair maidens and gentlemen) away from that dreadful place. Gosh, he runs fast! I cradled my books as tight as I could. A sick feeling began to grow inside my stomach. Yes, motion sickness plus my head was still throbbing from where my forehead and that thick dictionary made contact. Please don't puke, please don't puke please don't puke pleasedon'tpuke pl-

"Jeff-" I coughed, dropping my books as he slowed down. "I pointed in the direction of the washroom and back to close my mouth just as a gurgle escaped.

Leaving my books, he followed and pushed the door open. We stopped at the first sink closest to the door and I just threw up. Oh my goodness, *throws up some more* he's getting an eyeful of me in such a disgusting manner. Also, removing mask with ninja swiftness ftw :p

"A-HACK!" I coughed up the last bit of bile and turned on the tap to let it wash down. After that, I cupped my hands beneath the tap to allow some water to collect there. Bringing it to my pale lips, I gargled to get rid of the sour taste. Yuck! I've never felt happier today when I spat out that nasty thing.

Ahh.....done! I swung my body upright; a little too fast maybe because black clouds invaded the white of the walls and cubicles reflected by the mirror. I swayed just a bit; not enough to lose my balance but familiar strong arms caught me again.

Wow. A blush formed but I was quick to pull my 'second skin' right to its proper position just in time to hide it. I felt really embarrassed at how many times Jeff became support. Thanks! I really, REALLY OWE HIM NOW.

"Ugh.....Jeff? Jeff- dhank yuu" I'm dead tired and my throat felt raw but I felt even more grateful he was doing all this for me. Really odd why he would go to such great lengths with so much touching but whatever. I like Jeff. I really like him.

Jeff dragged me (because I was barely standing) into one of the cubicles. He closed the toilet seat and sat me down.

"Wait," he held out his palm upright in front of my face, "here," and then he pointed to the ground.

HUUUUUH? OH JefF you SHo FUnnY with your GESTUreS LOL XD

Where do you think you're going?

He dashed out leaving me in a stupor.