Past? What Past?! [ F I N I S H E D ]

Past? What Past! Part4

Recap:

"Let's bounce," I said.

Sliding an arm around my waist, Harry proceeded to walk me to our English class with two minutes to spare until class started. When we arrived, he escorted me over to the teacher, a young, dark haired teacher who looked like he'd just finished University in training to be a teacher.

"Hey, Mr Burns," Harry said, walking up to the guy and grinning broadly at him, while trying to pull a resisting me into the class. I now realised how much of a mistake this was and by this I meant letting Harry's cuteness persuade me to actually attend school today. If it weren't for him, I would be sitting on a swing in a desolate park, probably drinking a pint of milk, while listening to amazing tunes and singing along to them.

"Hey, Harry," said this Mr Burns fella, "and who have you brought with you? I wasn't aware we had 'show and tell' in six form!" I just raised my eyebrow as Harry eventually dragged me over to where he was standing beside Mr Burns. 'Show and tell'? Kill me, much! This guy was trying to be funny - ha, ha, hilarious!

"This is Abi Wallace. She's just moved here," explained Harry as I refused to talk.

Mr Burns examined Harry and I for a second and said: "so you're in your second week of a new term, and you've bagged the new girl who just started today? A record, don't you think? Even I didn't manage that in all my time here! Okay, there's a free seat beside you anyway, Harry, so Miss Wallace can just sit there. Is that okay with you, Abi." I nodded, which amused Mr Burns so asked; "what, cat got your tongue?" I shook my head. "A mute?" I shook my head. "Nervous?"

"Hell no!" I said, laughing. Me, nervous? As if! I just didn't want anyone to know where I was from! And then sighing, I realised I'd done it again: I'd spoken, showing off my amazing Scottish accent.

"Aww, I get it," Mr Burns laughed. "She's got such a sexy accent. Keep her close, Harry, mate!"

Harry laughed and we walked over to a pair of desks near a window. Harry sat me down beside the window and we talked, but we didn't mention the fact Mr Burns presumed we were a thing, and we didn't mention that Rebekah presumed there was a thing between us. We definitely didn't talk about on both those occasions, neither of us DENIED that there was a thing between us. That confused me the most. Harry told me that Mr Burns was indeed just out of Teacher training and used to be a student at the new school. He was a popular too, and Harry used to idolise him.

"Right class, chill," shouted Mr Burns over all the chaos and noise of the class. I turned in my seat from Chase and Liam, who were sitting behind Harry and I. I was still silently laughing at Chase: he was really funny! When the class had settled down, Mr Burns heaved a pile of books onto the desk in front of him, scaring the life out of the girl sitting in that seat. "We're studying 'Strange Case of Dr Jekyll and Mr Hyde' this year, guys. So if Kate could just hand out a copy to everyone, we'll talk about the author first!"

I leaned back in my chair with a smile playing around the corners of my mouth. This class would be piss easy! Not only was I brilliant in English, I had studied Jekyll and Hyde two years ago, when completing Higher English. I pulled the pen out of my hair and began doodling on the empty piece of paper in front of me. I didn't realise what I was doing until Harry nudged me and pointed to the paper. I blushed and looked at what I had done. One name was written with a heart surrounding it. Except the line of the heart was not a line, but one word repeated continuously: 'die'. The doodle didn't shock or surprise me. I had a whole wall at home dedicated to the same doodle, but what did shock me was that there was a new aspect to the doodle. Top the bottom left of the heart was a short sentence of five words: 'you are dead to me'. This made me smile with satisfaction. I had been drawing this doodle without the extra sentence at half seven this morning, but within twenty-five minutes of meeting Harry, my doodle had completely transformed for me. What did that say about Harry?