Chapter 11: Cold

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I felt a chill as we walk in and took a seat in two big chairs. Mr.Decker had the back of his chair turned to us, then turned around slowly. He had an eyebrow raised and his finger locked together. His cold stare seemed to stare into my eyes as if he could just look into them and know my whole back story.

Mr.Decker was a really thin man. He had dark brown hair that was gelled up at his forehead. He had piercing green eyes. He almost resembled an owl. I could tell Liam was nervous, I just felt a vibe coming from him.

"So, you're Justine Heart, the one everyone is talking about." My expression changed in confusion.

"Everyone?" I asked. He chuckles deeply.

"Pretty much, I don't know anyone on campus who doesn't know your name. Your the only American lady to ever come here." I look up at Liam, he seems a bit confused to. Mr.D chuckles again.

"It's really nice to meet you, I never thought it would take you to get in trouble before I met you." He stands up and shakes my hand. Then he looks at Liam. "As for you Mr.Payne... You're not one to have ever been in here for something bad." Liam shakes his head.

"No, sir." He says looking up at him. Mr.Deckers eyes shift back and forth between the two of us as he plops himself down in his giant leather spiny chair, and folds his arms.

"Why don't you tell me why a couple of nice kids like you all of a sudden, get in trouble?" Me and Liam exchange looks. Since I gave her the pen I had to talk. I tell him about how Grace had run out of ink, how she was being a bitch before, and how Liam thought the squirting pen was funny and got sent down with me. Mr.Decker nods his head as he intently listens.

"Grace, Grace who?" He asks.

"Grace Samuals." Liam responds. He shakes his head in disapproval.

"She seems to be the cause of a few problems we have been getting... Thank you both for coming in. I will let you both off with a warning this time but if it happens again there will be consequences." We both nod our heads, thank him, turn and walk quickly out of the door. When we pass Veronica and are out the door, we let out a huge sigh of relief. We look at each other and start to laugh. We start to head back but there is about 20 minutes left of class... Do we dare go back and take the wrath of what came next from Grace?

"Do we dare go back?" I ask Liam he looks at me and smiles.

"We can get the homework from David, the guy who was sitting across from me." We walk really slowly down the hallway so we could pass time.

"So, who was that man talking to the secretary earlier?" I ask.

"I think he's one of the Physical Education or Health professors. I've heard he can be quite intimidating." Finally the bell rings and we walk outside. I feel a chilly breeze as snow still falls from the clouds above and onto my hair. Then I feel something cold and hard hit my back. I had been hit, with a snowball. I find myself grinning. I look behind me and in the corner of my eye I see Liam avoiding my eye contact and holding his hands behind his back. I bend down and gather some snow in my hand. It was sticky enough to make snowballs but soft enough so it would fall apart when contacted with someone, which means it wouldn't hurt. I chuck the snowball at Liam who seems to not notice the flying snowball and it hits him right in the cheek. He lifts his hand up and wipes the cold snow away, then he looks at me. I don't know why it was funny, but just the way he suddenly looked at me made me laugh. I slapped my hand over my mouth, the corners of his lips quivered as he tried not to laugh as well.

"Oh, you're going to pay for that one." He said in a low voice.

"Okay then," I say mischievously, "come and get me." He smiles as I take off running. I dodge though the small crowd of people. My feet crunching beneath the freshly fallen snow. I could hear Liam's laugh, it wasn't that far away. Suddenly i see Harry off in the distance. He catches my eye and smiles, he sees Liam running towards me. I start to run towards him, all of a sudden I lose my balance on an icy patch. I fall to the ground and my head hits the ground hard. I felt a shooting pain from my leg, but I didn't have time to react because everything already went black.

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