Chapter 9 Back Again & Behind Walls

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(Your POV)

I skipped the next two days of school. Now it was Thursday. As I walked up to the tall school building, I felt extremely anxious. What was Mr. Quinn gonna say? What was Jordan gonna say? I've been ignoring all of Jordan's calls and text. He stopped by my house twice but I told my mom I wasn't feeling well, so she sent him home. I know I was worrying him, but it was the only way to stay away from school. But I decided last night that I couldn't hide forever. I told myself I needed to face him, and Mr. Quinn. I'm sure he knew I had skipped school on purpose. But he never said anything to my mom about Monday, so I thought it'd be safe enough to go back. So, here I was. Although, now it actually felt like I was going to be sick. But it was too late to back out now. I walked up the steps, down the halls, and quickly got my things from my locker. After that, I went and hid in the science lab. No one really went in there so I thought it'd be a good place to hide out. I didn't do my homework while I stayed home, so I rushed through it. It wasn't that hard, but it still wasn't easy. The ones I didn't understand were most likely wrong, but I didn't care. When the bell rang, I waited a couple minutes before getting up. I didn't want to run into Jordan on the way to class. Once I thought it was safe to go, I shoved my belongings into my bag and headed down the hall to my class. I was hesitant as I put my hand on the doorknob. Slowly, I turned it and slipped in the class. Mr. Quinn had his back turned and didn't hear me come in, but as I made my way to my seat I tripped over a desk leg and stumbled a bit. Mr. Quinn turned his attention towards me now.

Mr.Q: (Y/N), I see you're back. Take a seat. We're continuing our lesson from Monday.

I nodded and he turned back to the board. I kept my head down and daydreamed out the window for the day. Jordan wasn't here yet, he was most likely sleeping in again. I was stunned I didn't get detention for being late, but I felt like he was only being nice because of Monday. The incident played over and over again in my head as the lesson dragged on. I didn't even realize that the lesson was over until Mr. Quinn sat across from me, blocking my few of the window. I blinked and looked around, everyone had vanished.

Mr.Q: Everyone left already.

You: Oh...

I wasn't sure what to say. What do you even say in a situation like this?

Mr.Q: Instead of going to study hall today, I want you to go meet the counselor.

Y: And if I refuse?

The words came out of my mouth before I had time to process what I was saying.

Mr.Q: Then, there's nothing I can do about that. I can just ask you to everyday up until the end of the year.

I looked at the clock and stood up.

Y: I'm gonna be late for my next class...

With that, I left the classroom. I felt a little bad for acting rude, but I didn't even realize what I was saying until it had been said. I guess I was nervous for nothing this morning. In fact, now, I kind of just felt angry. I wasn't even sure why. I shrugged it off and went to switch out my books. Afterwards, I headed to Mr. Fuentes class. I made it there on time and sat in my regular seat in the back. Jordan still wasn't here. I was starting to worry. He's usually up by now. Maybe he was just extra late today. Or maybe he was sick. When Mr. Fuentes turned around, I texted him asking where he was. I kept checking my phone throughout the lesson, but didn't get a response. I told myself he was just asleep, but I still worried. Is this how it's been with him for me? I should've texted him. Or called. I shouldn't have kept him worrying about me. Looks like the tables have turned now. After the lesson, I was informed by Mr. Fuentes that I had to make up the day of detention I missed after school. I was ok with that. It meant not going home. It meant not being alone for awhile. I didn't think I could handle being alone when I didn't even know if Jordan was ok or not. My thoughts were consuming me as I headed back to the science lab. I wasn't hungry and I didn't feel like running into Alex, Johnnie, or Ben. So I stayed in there, sketching away, until it was time to leave.

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