Right on Time

Chapter 8

Day 2

I felt like a zombie. I look like a zombie. I proberbly smelt like a zombie. I am a zombie. Eye bags underneath my eyes made me look like a racoon.

Why do I feel so tired.

I don't know? Maybe because you are tired. Or maybe because you didn't sleep last night thinking about him which I disapprove of.

I sighed. Sometimes I really hate my conscience.

I was almost at my locker when Ace appeared before me. "Well hello, don't you look lovely."

"Shaddup I'm not in the mood."

"Whatcha do? Stay up all night thinking about a certain boy." He said suggestively wriggling his eyebrows.

"Unfortunately so. I kept on thinking about Jesse."

The minute I said that I immediately regretted it. Why did I tell him that? If I had looked up earlier I would've seen the sneer flash in Ace's face. "I see..." Was it me or did Ace sound a little jealous. "Well ,honey you are sitting next to me for English."

"Umm okay ?" I was uncertain. English was the class I had with Jesse as well. What if they have an disagreement because Jesse will definitely sit next to me to torture me. We shall never know the anwser to my dilemma as right then the bell rang. It's resounding crack echoed around the already loud corridor.

"See you!" Ace shouted before jogging to his class.

See you.

I had just walked in. I barely took one step let alone one breath before I was pushed down to the ground by some rowdy jocks.

Way to make an entrance Lex.

They pushed me down.

To-may-to to-mah-to

I heard a growl. It sounded inhumane. Who growls?

Me!

What?

Nothing...

A hand extanded towards me. My eyes trailed up the arm to see Jesse. With rolling eyes , I stood up ,completely ignoring his hand. His eyes darken. His jaw clenches. He withdraws his hands and walks to the back. Shoot! Now I made him mad or sad or I don't know. I should go over there to apologise. I could literally cringe at myself for sounding so ,so , weird and talk show ish. With great hesitance, I went to sit next to Jesse.

During lesson ,when Miss Satire starts talking about stuff , I leaned over and whispered to Jesse ."Hey , I'm sorry. Don't be mad."

He grunts. At this point in time , Ace was sitting next to me and I was internally giggling. Sighing , I turned my attention back to the board. After a few minutes , a paper plane flew unto my desk from my right. Let me rephrase , from Ace's side. Discretely, I unfolded the paper plane and smiled. There written in Ace's spidery handwriting that looks oddly familiar, was the words ' I don't know what happened but I'm there for you. You know that right?' I don't know what I did but apparently I have my first boy friend. I looked at him and nodded while smiling. Suddenly , a scrunched up paper ball flew over my head and hit Ace's forehead. I whipped my head to look at a scowling and furious Jesse .

What now?

He is angry that's what.

No shit , sherlock.

I know what. I ain't no stupid bimbo.

You sure?

Snapping out of my conversation with my conscience, I glared at Jesse." Why did you do that?"

"I don't know what your talking about." He said nonchalantly while shrugging.

I huffed.

And puffed and blew the Jesse away.

Okay my conscience is bothering me. I am seriously considering heading to a therapist. Turning my attention back to Ace who looked calm but a bit annoyed judging by the way his jaw was set. "I'm so sorry." I apologised ,knowing full well that Jesse was not about to do so anytime soon.

"For what ? Your not the one to throw a piece of crunched up paper. Your much to smart and mature for that."

Catching his drift ,I glanced over at Jesse to see Ace hit the mark. "Jesse, don't do anything dumb."

He laughed ,very darkly at that. I felt a shiver climb up my back. " Dear Lexi, why would I do any thing bad? Its not like I'm not called the bad boy of the school for no reason." From behind me I could hear Ace snort dryly.

"So your the 'bad boy'! Been wondering what he was like. I got to say I pretty disappointed." Oh no. Oh no.

This was exactly what I was worried would happen.

Yeah well we are caged in by two hot male who are very impulsive. Might want to stop talking to me.

Yeah your right

I sat back in my chair and looked at the both of them. To see Ace smirking and Jesse looking rather pale. "What? What happened?" I asked.

"Nothing. Please to see you are back." Ace said.

What?

I wanted to say that but what came out of my mouth was completely different.

"Well I was never really gone." At that Ace grinned . Jesse interrupted us."What the hell are you guys talking about?" He said in a very confused and scared manner.

I don't know? What just happened? Why do you look so scared?

Again , I said something entirely different from what I wanted to say.

"Nothing you need to worry yourself with. Acedian , i will be back. I fell hard and am just recovering."

Soon a spilting pain resounded in my head. I yelled out and cluched it tightly. I could distantly hear Jesse jump up and some shouting and whispered discussions. My vision was blurred and spotted. Faintly , I felt someone pick me up and walk out of the classroom. The last thing I saw was piecing violet eyes.

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When I woke up, I found myself surrounded by pillows. A lot of them. I sat up wondering what had happened. Pain sliced through my head but soon died down. I winced and reached up to touch it only to find a bump. A bit of uneven skin could be felt in the middle of my head. I looked to the side where there was a desk and my phone. I opened my photo app. And screamed. There on my forehead was a scar. It had the slight shape of a star but in an abstract way? The door to this white washed room was thrown open by the school's nurse.

"What's this!!?? What is this?! Why is it there??!!" I yelled gesturing to my head. The nurse ,upon seeing that I was safe, calmed down and looked at my forehead. She narrowed her eyes.

"I don't see anything. Are you feeling okay? A fever prehaphs?" She said shaking her head . She reached out to touch my head. Impatient , I swatted her hand away.

" How can you not see this,this scar??!!!" I shouted out.

"Miss please calm down. There is nothing on your head." She said reassuringly , she even pushed back my fringe and felt it over. Then why do I not feel convinced. I asked for a mirror. When the nurse passed me a mirror I could see the scar as clear as day.

The hell Its right there.

Nothing. Seems like my conscience has determined not to be a bitch. Deciding it wasn't worth the bother, I asked where I was. Apparently I was still in school.

I got all my things and signed out muttering bout how I needed to see the eye doctor. When I left the school , it was only three in the afternoon. I hiked up my bag and started down the stone pavement , mentally preparing myself for a series of deep emotion thinking.

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