Waiting For Her

Chapter Two - My LITTLE incident

MADDY'S THINKING SPOON IS THE BEST! (most clever spoon in the entire world!)

Kaitlin is super cute! (My very little sister who's almost nine) I just had to say it cause it's so true, plus she was gonna murder me if I didn't mention her... pressure much!?

Anyways that's definitely not anything to do with this next chapter, just a death threat! ^^^ I Hope you enjoy this and isn't TOO bad cause I really do try my hardest when I write new chapters. Vote/comment/like, comment with anything you like and i'll always try and reply back even if it is a really bad criticism :D I would love any tips anyone has, seeing as so far I know I'm not doing very well...

Love you guys with all my heart, remember to keep on writing cause everyone has a lot of talent on here x <3 And sorry for not updating till now I've been incredibly busy. Again! x

Here goes again I guess...

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Lucy's POV:

As I turned at the end of that corridor, which seemed to go on forever. A flash back of "the kiss" flew past my mind and hovered around as it replayed over and over again. Thinking about this in so much detail made me smile uncontrollably. I'm falling too deeply for my best friend, aren't I?

I walked straight up to the door of my Chemistry room trying to open it, still wondering what Austin thought about me. When my bag slipped slowly off my shoulder and just hung from the middle of my arm, and it hurt a little because it was so heavy. At the same time I was trying to hold my A3 sketch book under my other arm, without having to rest it on the floor as it had my best art and the teachers would scream if they knew it was ruined. Why isn't anyone trying to help me, I know I look stupid enough right now, and it must be fiunny but it would be nice a thought!

I stopped when I could hear all the other teenagers rushing down the corridor to get to the same lesson. A stern voice managed to silence them and calm them down, it must of been my teacher because I would recognise that voice anywhere. I only knew that because I've had a Chemistry lesson every day since I took it as one of my subjects last year.

I suddenly panicked realising if Mr Heyvers saw me standing outside his classroom not doing anything important then I would surely get a detention and destroy my pretty good record. So I dropped my bag and A3 sketch book in a hurry and pushed down hard on the handle whilst pressing my full body against the door, and that still didn't work. I tried pulling instead with all the force I had within me and flew backwards sliding across the shiny almost tiled floor.

Mr Heyvers and everyone else saw me on the floor as they got closer and he asked worryingly "Lucy, what happened? Why are you on the floor?" I could hear a few laughs and whispers that came from the teenagers surrounding him, they didn't have the courage to properly talk about it though. All I could do was completely ignore him and hopefully all the others too.

I rushed to my feet and headed towards the door, carefully stepping over what belonged to me. I put my hands out and jiggled the handle angrily whilst pushing, pulling and knocking against the little glass window. Maybe someone would hear my desperation eventually? 

Mr Heyvers and the rest had turned the corner to see how much I was struggling, and a chorus of "LUCY!" hit me like a ton of bricks. I quickly turn the whole way around to face them and I could feel myself blushing from pure embarrassment, I must have been as red as a tomato by that point.

Mr Heyvers spoke when everyone went silent again "Lucy?" he paused to see what I would say or do infact. I could see one of his eyebrows was raised in complete confusion.