*
I carefully look both ways before crossing the school parking lot. Almost there, come on a few more steps... Yes! I run to my car and start doing my happy dance.
I got through the whole day without talking to Chase, I guess he doesn't want to do the deal after all. Hallelujah!
My dancing gets interrupted by a low chuckle. I freeze and examine the almost empty parking lot, trying to figure out where it came from.
After looking around for about fifteen minutes I decide to blame it on my paranoia, which is growing larger each day. I quickly get in my car and start the engine, wanting to get away from this school as fast as possible.
Right when I'm about to step on the pedal; I see a tall, dark, attractive person hanging out in front of my car. Hands deep in his jean pockets, Chase stands there watching me, as if it isn't totally creepy and slightly stalkerish.
Is he not afraid that I'll run him over? Which I probably should... I would have no more problems, I could go home, stuff my face with junk food, snuggle up in blankets, and watch Doctor Who all night.
Instead of going through with my plan, I get out of the car and trudge towards him. His lips form into that oh so famous smirk, unlike me who's sporting a not very attractive scowl.
"Does my week of torture officially start now?" I grumble and lean on the hood of my car, facing Chase who's standing a couple of feet in front of me.
"Sweetheart, you're gonna have the time of your life. What do you do all day? Watch Starwars and Startreck?" I grimace when I hear him say sweetheart, he probably doesn't even know my name.
"Stop with the pet names, my name is Jessi. Not sweetheart. Not babe. J-e-s-s-i. Got it? And I'm sorry if my life doesn't consist of screwing anything that breathes." I snap, so what if I do watch those movies? They are both amazing films.
"Fiesty, I like it." He raises his right arm to scratch the back of his head, and that's when I notice the long scars running up and down his arm.
He has track marks all the way down his his arm, stopping right above his wrist. After the initial shock and worry that the scars were from him cutting himself, I was relieved that they couldn't be since It looks like the scars were from stitches, but I wonder what kind of accident he went through to get them.
How haven't I seen this before? Well it's not like a stare at his arms but how can anybody miss those imperfect jagged lines on his perfect skin?
"How did you get the scars?" I hear myself asking, but immediately regret the words when his whole face drops.
His lips press together and he gritts his teeth. Both hands form fists by his sides and I can see hurt, fright, anger, guilt, and bitterness flash in his eyes before they shut down again. Pretty soon his face turns neutral, until you can see no trace of emotion whatsoever.
"Just follow me." Chase mumbles in a low, dull, monotone voice. He turns around, footsteps heavy and slow, and starts walking down the parking lot.
That was really weird... Maybe he got the scars from getting in a really intense fight? Something tells me it's more than that though. Dang it, he's probably going to be in an even worse mood now. I am so stupid, why did I have to ask about the scars? I should have known that if he doesn't even show 10% of his emotions, he is not going to give me his whole lifestory.
I lock my car and quickly catch up with Chase, making sure to walk a couple of feet behind him. I get the feeling he needs some space right now.
"Ok we're here." Wait, what? We stopped in front of the library... I didn't think that Chase even knew we had a library in this school.
"What are we gonna do here?" I look over at him and point to the massive sign on the door that reads: 'Library closed until further notice.'
"Well, we have to break in then." I start cracking up, but stop when I see that his face is dead serious.
Huh?
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HELLO!! SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT! I JUST HAD A BUNCH OF HOMEWORK TO DO LAST WEEK...
I KNOW THAT IT'S SHORT BUT I JUST HAD TO UPLOAD TODAY, THE NEXT CHAPTER WILL BE LONGER THOUGH :D
OH YEAH THE * AT THE BEGINNING OF THE CHAPTER SIGNALIZES WHAT DAY THEY ARE ON, SO IT COUNTS HOW MANY DAYS HAVE PASSED SINCE CHASE CREATED THE DEAL.
Anyways it's FALL BREAK!! WOOP WOOP!!!
Finally!!! Who else has fall break this week?
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