“Are you okay?” Kayla asked me.
“Yeah, I'm fine.” I gave her a reassuring smile.
“I'm so tired.” My voice was mumbled because I was resting my head on my arms, which were rested on my desk.
“I think we all are.” Kayla said, she was glancing around the classroom in boredom.
I hated school, unless I was learning a subject that I actually liked.
Most of the teachers at my school were old and grumpy, if you didn't finish your homework or if you arrived to class a minute late you'd get lectured.
“You're okay, after last night, right?” I swear Kayla asked me this around a thousand times.
“Yeah, I'm perfectly fine, some guy came and helped me out.”
“Okay, I'm just making sure, because like if I was in your position I think I would be like traumatized.”
I raised my head and gave Kayla a little smile. I was happy that she was worried about me because that just meant that she cared about me, but I didn't want her to stress about it. It wasn't a big deal since nothing happened, sure I'm gonna be paranoid walking around at night now but that's expected.
I dropped my head back down onto my arms and yawned. I really need to start going to bed earlier.
“Blaze Valo, please report to the office, Blaze Valo.” I perked up when I heard that name.
Blaze.. That name sounded so familiar.
I instantly remembered last night, that creepy guy that tried to rape me said the other guys name was Blaze.
“Sir.” I said, and raised my hand in the air.
“Yes, Vanessa?” He asked, looking up from whatever he was reading on his desk.
“Can I go to the washroom?” My teacher didn't say anything he only nodded his head and quickly returned back to reading.
I quickly excited the room, trying to look casual.
Now to find Blaze, how am I suppose to know which guy in the office is Blaze? It was dark last night I could hardly see him.
I made my way to the main office, looking around for any other person heading there.
I groaned when I saw many students in there already.
Why are so many people in there? Because they got caught skipping? Like holy shit people.
“Can you move?” I heard a harsh voice say from behind me.
I felt my face flush up, I didn't notice I was standing in front of the door.
“Sorry.” I mumbled and moved out of the way.
I quickly glanced at the person that said it and saw an emo looking guy standing in front of me. Wait, he looks extremely familiar. I did a double take on the guy, maybe he is Blaze.
“Hey, wait. Are you Blaze?” I asked, the guy looked caught off guard.
“Um, depends. You gonna send your boyfriend after me for doing something that I probably didn't do?” I stared at him.
“No..?” I said slowly.
“Okay, yeah, I'm Blaze.”
Well that's a relief, I didn't make a fool out of myself in front of some random person.
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