Last Bit Of Sky

Last Bit Of Sky (Chapters 1 to 12)

Chapter One

He knew there'd be some consequences to enrolling here. He expected weird stares, maybe some teasing, or whispers that he'd only gotten in to boost the athletics department. Some hazing from his teammates? Sure. A five foot five girl kicking him in the shins and screaming, "You're not supposed to be here" as though he had offended her personally was something he did not expect. 

The pointy toes of her high heeled boots were really starting to dig in now and he realized he only had one option if he wanted to get out before his shin bones started to splinter. He didn't want to be known for the next four years as the six foot three guy who punched the lights out of that tiny girl on the first day of school. And running away from a girl that was small enough for him to use as a hockey stick wasn't going to help his reputation either. Solution? Gently pick her up, while ensuring her feet were too far away to hit him the crotch, move her to the side and then walk quickly away before she'd realized what had happened. 

Strangely enough, when he looked back, she didn't seem aware of anything- that he'd moved or that people were staring. She had collapsed to her knees and was hugging herself, rocking back and forth, and back and forth, saying, "He shouldn't be here" over and over again.

Chapter Two

She was flat on her back, pressed against the cold, rough concrete. The surface was uneven and she could feel the little bumps and grooves as they left temporary indentations in her skin. She wished she could melt straight into the concrete. She wished she was anywhere but here. As she tilted her head backwards, she could see his silhouette retreating in the distance. She didn't want to look up; to see what was happening. Her body was numb so she couldn't feel it as they hit and kicked her and did much worse besides. But she knew if she looked up that spell would break. If she saw it, she would feel it. And not feeling it was all that was holding her together. If she couldn't feel it, then she could believe it wasn't happening. She needed to believe it wasn't happening. Or she'd fall apart and all the king's horses and all of his men wouldn't be able to put her together again. 

When she came out of her reverie she realised people were staring at her and muttering to each other. She could guess what they were saying. "She's nuts!" "Maybe he's an ex and it didn't end well." "I was surprised to see him too but, dang!" "Bitch is crazy or racist. Maybe both." 

She'd heard it all before. She had thought when she enrolled here that it would put an end to situations like this. She didn't care about the whispers. She knew her reputation here was probably permanently damaged but she didn't care about that either. All she cared about was finding out if she could expect to run into him again. Was he just visiting a friend or was he enrolled here as well? The school was a small one and if he was a student, chances are she would see him every day. With that terrifying thought, she sprinted to the president's office.

Chapter Three 

"Why is he here??!!!" 

"He is a student." 

"What do you mean he's a student??!" 

"Dear, your mother may be my cousin, but you still have to show me some respect when we're on-campus; especially when we're in my office and there is a waiting room full of your colleagues just on the other side of that door." 

"Sorry, Aunty Jackie. But seeing that guy threw me for a loop. I don't understand. I came here because it was an all-black school. I thought I would be safe here. You know my situation. How could you allow him to enrol?"