DISTANT

Chapter 8

"What happened to you? You look like you're about to throw up. Are you sick?"

It was lunchtime, the day after her little "park date" with Nate.

Zayna woke up feeling as if she would collapse at any moment.
Her eyes were red and swollen from crying and she had a huge headache.

"No I'm fine, it's just the neighbours dogs again. You know the usual thing." Replied Zayna in a monotonous voice.

"Youre lying what's really bothering you." Asked Zenobia, concern written all over her face.

The girl reads her like an open book. Guess that's what you get if you've know each other for more than eleven years.

She began telling Zayna about what's been going on. Zenobia listened carefully without any interruptions, until she got close to the end.

"HE DID WHAT?!?!?!?!?!" shrieked Zenobia, causing a few eyes to turn to them.

In a lower voice she continued, "Whats wrong with that son of a motherf**ker?!  Isn't he dating Taylor? Oh damn Zayna you better wish that she doesn't find out about this or she will have your head served on a platter." Panicked Zenobia.

"Which is exactly why she isnt going to find out. From now on I'm going to try to keep my distance from him. I need to get over this stupid crush." Said Zayna shoving some chips in her mouth.

"Speak of the devil and he shall appear." Mumbled Zayna taking a sip from her drink.

"When I get my hands on that douche he is going to wish that he was never born." Said Zenobia shooting daggers in Nate's direction.

As if on cue Nate looked in the direction of their table his eyes landing on Zayna. He whispered something into Taylor's ear and walked towards the two girls.

"Hello ladies." He greeted, plonking down in the seat next to Zayna.

She shifted around in her seat trying to subtly move away from him.

"How are yous doing?" He asked completely oblivious that Zenobia is glaring at him.

He stretched his arm around the back of Zayna's seat. Zenobia saw what he was trying to do and he shot another glare at him before.....

"Ouch!" Shouted Nate. "Zenobia did you just kick me?" He asked while rubbing his aching shin.

"Oh my bad my foot must've slipped." She said with a satisfied look on her face.

Zayna chuckled quietly to herself at how good of a best friend Zenobia is.

"Anyway, Zenobia what do we have to do in accounting?" He asked putting his arm back on her seat.

The two of them began talking about the Accounting Assignments and homework with Zenobia saying each word with more venom than the previous.

While talking, Nate slid his arm off the back of her seat resting it on her waist sneakily so that Zenobia couldn't see.

Zayna however choked on her water when his hand went lower and lower until it stopped on her thigh. He rubbed her thigh, each stroke going higher and higher.
Quickly she pushed his hand away having enough of his nonsense.

He again place his hand on her lower belly. He lifted up her shirt and massaged her stomach. She shivered as soon as his cold hands made contact with her skin.

Looking up she saw that he had on a blank expression while he listened to whatever Zenobia was saying.

As soon as his hand went lower she stomped on his foot and shot up out of her seat.

"I'll see you in Physics Zenobia." She said giving her sister/best friend a peck on the cheek.

Once she made it to the girl's bathroom she locked the door and cried.

Why, God why? Why would he take advantage of my feelings?! Why do I let him.
God please help me. I don't know what to do anymore.

As soon as the bell went she rinsed her face with water and left to class.