You Found Me

Chapter 15

God, I cannot believe I forgot to mention this sooner. May the Fourth be with you! IT IS STAR WARS DAY!!!!!! Shout out to all my Star Wars fans out there! Read! Comment! Enjoy!

Sang's POV

I spend the rest of Biology with my head down, reliving that moment again and again, wondering what I did wrong. I didn't say anything weird, did I? He didn't seem to like my name. Maybe he thought my name was stupid. It is stupid. What kind of name is Sang?

When the bell finally rings I am quick to pack up my books and leave without a glance back. I weave my way through the halls and enter Dr. Green's room. The seats we had yesterday were made permanent, which is odd for this school, otherwise I would be in the back of the room.

I am mortified at having a breakdown all over my teacher, then falling asleep while he carried me. I have spent the whole day with my hood up in shame, from the bus ride to North to Silas. I wish I could crawl under my desk and disappear.

Today's lesson we watched a short film on Japanese culture, then we should read and take notes on the next section of the textbook. I am enjoying the fact that we are learning the culture before diving into the language.

The class soon begins to divide into pairs but in my sour mood, I want nothing more than to be alone. I open my bag and take out my Japanese notebook when a wadded piece of paper tumbles to the ground. After I stare at it for a few moments, I pick it up.

I am expecting some vulgar trash or a hate note, which makes me hesitant to open it. I glance around the room, making sure no one is watching. Almost as if opening the note is wrong. Scrawled on the piece of paper is something quite unexpected.

Why did the mother bear tell her baby bear to put on his socks?

Why?

Because he had bear feet.

A giggle erupts from my throat and I quickly silence it. A bit farther down the note in tiny writing there is more.

M'aresei tropos pos gelas

Silas

I blush and fold up the note, slipping it back into my bag. Is this his way of apologizing? What does that last line mean? I shake my head and get focused on the task at hand. At the end of class I scurry off to gym, avoiding eye contact with Dr. Green.

I go through the same routine. Change, Karen, gym, change. I get back on the bus, and the rest of the day goes smoothly.

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The next two days had passed uneventfully. I was still in shambles over the destruction of my nook and my music. The calluses on the tips of my fingers were softening from the lack of playing guitar. My nose still hurt. I wasn't sure how long bruised noses last, but I wasn't expecting it to be this long. Also, I was successful in closing into myself and cutting off communication with the others. Well, until now of course.

I was in an average gym class doing some simple stretches like the rest of the class, when my vision had gone blurry. I felt light-headed and when I came back to earth I was in Nathan's arms.

Returning to the present, I realize this has become a trend with these boys. A trend that seriously needs to stop.

I squirm in Nathan hold. "I'm fine. I can walk now." I protest.

Nathan opens his mouth to respond but Gabriel beats him to it.

"Are you out of your damn mind? Just calm your pretty little ass down until we get to the nurse." Oh brother.