Chapter 4- Pigs Don't Sweat Matilda
Chapters song- Big Jet Plane, Angus & Julia Stone"A true relationship is someone who accepts your past, supports your present, loves you and encourages your future"
Matilda
Riley motherfucking Waters.My world feels like it stops.
I felt shocked, even that's an understatement. I shut my eyes tightly and look again just to make sure I'm not imagining things.
He is still there, looking at me.
The popular girl facade is gone as I stand there helplessly. His dark, brown eyes almost look brooding as we stare at each other.
Suddenly the feeling of self consciousness ran through me like a wave and I quickly avert my eyes.What did I do next you ask? Well the only rational decision I thought was the make a run for it and that's exactly what I did.
I turn in the opposite direction and dart down the halls. The halls are crowded as students make their way to class. I almost feel like I'm being suffocated.
They must think I'm a blockhead. After all the popular girl is running down the halls frantically.
I hear students shouting towards me "what's wrong?" Or whispering to the person standing beside them. I don't listen, as I run, I push and shove people away to get a clear path of where I am running.
Finally I reach the library. I feel like I'm sweating like a pig.
A voice inside my brain pings at the thought and goes 'actually Matilda you can't be sweating like a pig because pigs don't sweat'.
I'm officially a asswit. Who the hell after seeing probably one of the most spine chilling people in the world and running away from that person like your life depended on it would start thinking about pig's sweating.
Ignoring my inner thoughts, I take a deep breath and push the library door open and walk inside.
As I enter the smell of the room is enough to calm me down instantly. Freshly printed paper fills my senses and makes me relax more. The library has always made me feel at home. The books can take you away from your world and into a complete different one. That's what I like about books, they can take you away and just for sometime you can pretend that you have a different life.
Looking around the library room I turn towards where I normally go when I'm having a bad day. And today was definitely one of those.I walk towards the corner of the library where hardly any students here go to. It's like my own little sanctuary. I take a seat on my beanbag. Well actually it wasn't that graceful. By taking a seat I mean by doing a full on belly flop.
I had to make it fun okay? No judging.
I take out one of my favourite books of all time that I keep secretly on the shelf next to me, Chasing The Valley. I open it up and begin to read.
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After about three minutes of continuously shaking my head to try and get rid of my thoughts I just put the book down. Why can't I get his eyes out of my head? Why was Riley staring at me in the first place? I just don't get it! When he stared at me I lost all my senses. It was so weird. His piercing eyes opened me up and read me, just like a book. It doesn't make sense, but I could feel it, I could sense it.
I just have this thought that I can't seem to shake off.
Out of all people, why was satan or Riley Waters himself staring at me?!
God knows that I have no idea.
I've come to the conclusion that I was seeing things. It's an obvious explanation. There is no way Riley was staring at me. I was just seeing things, maybe he was staring at something behind me, yeah that's it. That's got to be it.Soon everyone is going to realise I'm not around and I don't want that. I just have to get on with things and forget about this whole Riley thing. It's not important anyway. I place my book back on the shelf. I grab my tote bag and quickly walk out of the library and head towards maths which I'm already 10 minutes late for. Knowing Mr Kelp I'm definitely going to earn myself a detention.
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