Didn't You Know What It Meant?

Chapter 4

Here ya go guys. Pretty crap this time to be honest again. Wanted to let you know what Brian was thinking though.  

And to be honest, it adds a lil bit of mystery I think. No thoughts from the main character for once.

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Ch 4. 

Songs I listened to: 

Move Along - All American Rejects 

All the things she said - tATu 

Bring Me To Life - Anastacia 

I'm A Soldier - Eminem 

My immortal - Evanescence

Brian P.O.V

I couldn't help but smug at her shocked face. She looked so fragile. Especially in the french class. She was smug at first coming in but the Sarg scared her so much, it was pretty amusing to watch. And when she blushed, she looked like an angel.

The way we had all managed to embarass her made me laugh, though I didn't mean to. It just was so hard to stop. Not to mention I was almost gonna strangle Sarg there and then for touching her. 

She was mine first, and he wasn't going to ruin it all in his stupid ways. He'd already taken away one person from me, he wasn't taking another. I looked back at her face before a grin spread on it. Bet she didn't know I was the star pupil here. I was the second -wait -third best now in French.

But I'd soon be second. When she agreed to teach me in her language. 'You're gonna be late. And the CO won't be happy.' I told her seriously. And this time I meant it. The C.O was the worst teacher for respect. And I kinda felt sorry for her. I mean, someone coming from France who hates to be man-handled was a crap combination when it came to his class. I felt so sorry I wasn't in that class. I was in a free period right now. And she'd just have to face a match with him if she didn't get there in the two seconds.

I looked at her, frowning slightly. She wasn't moving. Instead she was just standing there before glaring at me. God, she probably hates me from this morning. I was only having a bit of fun. Most girls liked that sorta thing. And she certaintly looked like those kinda girls. How was I meant to know she was a bloomer?

Shaking my head, I grabbed her hand and started sprinting towards the stairs, her in tow. I glanced back, seeing her face full of shock. Her brown hair pummeled behind her and I smiled once more. She was definetely going to be mine before today was over. A thought came to me, remebering how I hadn't given her my name. How would she know whose she was without a name?

'Oh, by the way, my name's Brian.' I called to her, though she didn't seem to be listening. She was too busy trying to pull away from me and figure out where she was, but like I would give her that satisfaction. I slowed down as we reached the room where hell would await her. I stopped and loosened my grip for her.

She jerked it away. Her face of fury. All I could do was smile smugly, not being able to control myself. Well, it was natural. I was a natural at getting girls to react to me. 'Have fun' I called to her before running off. I did not want to risk the C.O seeing me anywhere near here. And don't even think I'm going to tell you why. Because I'm not.

When I get back to the mess hall, I'm glad I've got free period. I have some mega homework to do before the PE teacher kills me. Well, it was my fault originally, telling her I'd coach the begginers on the basics. How was I meant to know I'd have to do a diary on what happens to every single student. So me, being smart and all was going to write up a layout where all I would need to do was put what happened and their name. The comments and all that shit would never really need to be altered.