My Own Happy Ending

Chapter 11

He smirks and I just look at him. This wasn't getting awkward at all.

"Mmm I think you were... Why were you hiding little miss Nicole. Are you scared of me?"

I twist up my face and try to ignore everybody's stares. "No I'm not scared. I just really like ducking and walking." I say trying to say it with confidence but it only sounded like it was a question.

He chuckles and tightens around my shoulders. "You're funny." He lets me go and walks away with Harley laughing. I scowl and promise myself that I won't be such a pushover with him. He pushes me around to much.

I straighten my clothes and ignore all the envious and amusing looks I was getting a walk to class.

-----after school------

Me and Ashley walk to the bus loop and see Nathaniel and decide to go over and talk. "Hey Nathaniel" Ashley says with a wave. He nods at me and Ashley. Ashley and Nathaniel start talking about their class work and I glance around while they have their little powwow.

I feel eyes boring into the back of my scull. I turn around to look at the person staring at me. I see Samuel standing with a group of boys and girls, mostly girls, around him vying for his attention but he has it on me.

He's glaring at me and Nathaniel. Switching from murderous looks to furious look. I catch his eye and he scowls at me and I scowl back. Was he jealous? No he couldn't be. He doesn't even like me.

I look away deliberately and smile at Nathaniel. I continue to feel eye on me but I don't look back. I refuse to acknowledge him. Soon our bus gets there and me, Ashley and Nathaniel  get on the bus. I quickly glance at where Samuel was but  he wasn't there.

-----On Friday-----

The rest of the week i didn't see Samuel. At all. He wasn't at school. Against my better judgement i was worried. I tried to occupy my thoughts with books and school work but at night when i was wide awake i would think. Did he drink so much he died? Is he dead? Multiple times i had thought about going to check on him but then what if he didn't want me there. I didn't want to be rejected.

I decided that i was gonna go over to his house on Friday so i didn't have to worry about it now. He could just have a really bad stomach bug.

I take a shower quickly and put on my pants and a t-shirt and put my sweat shirt over top, grab the keys and walk out. My parents were at a party so they weren't going to coming home tonight. They don't usually come back till the night after so i didn't have to worry about time.

I drive there and get out. Anxious to see Samuel, to see if anything is wrong. I knock and wait a few seconds. I ring the door bell, thinking they were probably in the depths of the house they didn't here my hollow knock. i put my ear to the door to see if i could hear footsteps or any movement.

As i wait i feel the door open wide and i stumble through hitting a rock hard chest. i put my hands on his chest and push away quickly and forcefully. Samuel is smirking down at me, as if i'm a witless child. I narrow my eyes at him and frown.

"Hope my hard chest didn't hurt you."

I raise an eyebrow at him and smile. " Yeah, no It didn't. it was very soft and fluffy. So much like a cushion."

He rolls his eyes. "I doubt that. I work out everyday down stairs." He flexes his bicep.

"Okay yeah sure whatever. You don't have to lie to yourself. Its okay." I pat his shoulder." Now can we go inside to do some work." He glares at me but relents and opens the door wider. I stroll through and brush against his arm and I shiver.