Chapter 17

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Finally the last day of school had begun. The last time I had to see the stupid school in the summer, and I could finally get rid of seeing Hunter's measly face that haunted me everywhere. I was finally going to be free and be able to surround myself with the sun, friends and Ryan. I hated to admit it but Ryan was also starting to get complicated. I felt like I was so lucky to have him, and it was so amazing to know that he liked me as well but, I felt like there was something he was hiding, especially with the strange hooded guy and the flicker of the look of guilt on his face. But nowadays I couldn't trust myself, I feel like making things complicated was a daytime hobby of mine and I was just twisting things.

Since our walk, we had become closer, before, I knew Ryan as just my boyfriend, but slowly he was becoming one of my best friends too. Of course I wasn't completely comfortable walking bare faced, and just in my PJ's to start with, but I felt like I was really getting there. He truly did start to brighten up my days, and I could act like myself around him, it was just that small nagging feeling in the back of my head- call it instinct. I was so hoping I was wrong though.

I picked out a cute mid-thigh floral skirt with a light pink top and tied my hair into a top knot. I ditched the trainers for sandals, and quickly ate breakfast. As I packed my lunch into my bag I hear my phone ring, and look to see a text from Ryan saying he's outside waiting. Another advantage of having a boyfriend, NO MORE BUS! Of course we pick up Sadie as well, because that would be plain mean if we didn't. I see Ryan in his dark blue car, a hand-me-down from his mum, but it would do for me. I get in and give Ryan a quick kiss, which always ends up creating the most lethal amount of butterflies, because it reminds me that Ryan is a reality, and he's actually all mine!

As we reach school I depart from Sadie as she rushes to English and Ryan drops me off to the last science class I'll have this term, thank goodness. "Remember only a few more hours and we are out of here, so hang in there gorgeous." He kisses my forehead ever so sweetly, and I waltz into my seat hazily. How was I so lucky?

I put my bag onto the seat next to me, Hunter never seemed to come to science anymore, and I had a knowing feeling why. It was a bit immature really, I understand he hates my guts, but seriously? Ditch lesson just to not see my face. He could've just asked to move seats. However my train of thoughts were interrupted as my bag was dropped to the ground. I was about to yell, until I saw hard-as-rock-face Hunter glaring back at me. "This is my seat." Was all he said. Then he looked back to the whiteboard, whilst all I could do was stare, gobsmacked.

What an idiot, if he was going to miss science for the rest of the term, why come and spoil everyone's mood by visiting us on the last day. Nobody wanted him here, well apart from all the girls in our class, but they were all airheads so they don't really count. Jennifer already started to make her move as she prowls all the way to our desk at the back, bends down to pick up a piece of paper, whilst giving Hunter full view of her cleavage, and casually dropping it on our desk.

"I think you might've dropped this, it's lovely to see you again by the way." She purrs. Jennifer might as well have just written single and desperate all over her forehead and still get the same effect, why waste so much effort? However Hunter hardly notices her and opens the note with a puzzled look, I take a quick peek secretly too.

Call me whenever you're feeling lonely xxxxxx

And on the back her phone number was scribbled down. Real classy Jennifer, real classy. As she slowly cat walks back to her desk, she turn around one more time to make sure Hunter is watching her, which he isn't, but the second he is she gives him a playful wink. I don't get it sometimes, a girl like Jennifer could literally get whoever she wanted, and she had looks of a model, with her sky blue eyes and prefect teeth. So why try so hard for one boy, c'mon, have some dignity.

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