Cancerous

9

Chapter (9)

My stomach was grumbling furiously in Miss Turner's class, then it started whining loudly and noises were coming from my belly interrupting the eerie silence and Miss Turners whisper like voice.

some kid sitting near me giggled, I formed a big weird smile on my face and turned to him, then giggled too, he returned it with a slight smile filled with fear.

my smile transformed into an ice cold glare that took his smile away too, and now his eyes gave away how scared he was.

I was trying to deliver a message that clearly states IF you ever kid mentioned this to anyone you will disappear in mysterious circumstances.   

"Sarah!!" Miss Turner called for my attention.

I kept glaring at him for a moment then turned to Miss T. and asked her with a sweet super fake smile.

"Can I go to the bathroom?" 

"Don't take long"

I got up ''accidentally'' knocking everything that was on the kid's disk to the floor.

"sorry" I said in the most fake tone I could manage.

once I was out of the class, I let out a huge groan.

I was so hungry , the kid had to forgive my weirdness I'm starving.

I decided to hunt Harry down, I'm sure his mom still packs him a big delicious launch.  

As I was walking down the hall , my eyes caught all the decorations with the school's mascot on them, which reminded me of the game tonight, Harry must be practicing.

when I reached the boy's locker room I was contemplating wither to go in or not, after a long stare at the door I took a leap of faith and started opening it slowly, when I haired two people arguing.

I peeked my head inside, to only find Harry talking to the coach with a frown between his eyebrows, and the coach practically yelling at him.

"you can't make me play"

"yes I can, and I will"

"I don't wanna play, it's my decision" Harry raised his voice barley containing his anger.

"No it's not, when you are the quarter back of the team and suddenly decide to quite on the begging of the season, it's not"

Harry sighed loudly, balling his fists at his side.

"I better see you on the field tonight young man" the coach threatened punching the wall on his way out.

Harry  sat on the bench grabbing his hair , he put his head between his knee's and sighed heavily.

I lent against the door, it pushed away resulting with me landing on my side.

"ouch" I said rubbing my hip.

Harry raised his head with an angry expression on his face once he spotted me it was replaced with a smile.

"Sarah?!!" he asked confused, knitting his eyebrows at me with that slight smile.

"what are you doing here ?!"

I got up and walked over and sat next to him.

"I was searching for you?"

a moment of silence passed.

"Harry..I didn't mean to eavesdrop on you, but ... you still wanna quite football?! I mean why?? you love football"

he stared at me for a while.

"I just don't feel like playing anymore, life is too short to force myself to do..... anything really" he simply shrugged.