Mr Evans put his hand on my mouth and put a finger to his lips signaling me to keep quiet. Jenna knocked once more then walked away. He relaxed and let go of me "I think you should go, and don't you can go prattling about our little encounter. I don't think your father would like to know that his daughter turned in one of his best friends." I stiffened, of course he was friends with my dad, i wonderee if all rapists hang out together and exchange notes.
I nodded and waited for him to unlock the door. Once he opened it, i sprinted to the girls bathroom. I banged the door open, checking for inhabitants in the bathroom once i found it empty, i leaned over one of the sinks and opened the tap. I could feel hot tears streaming down my cheeks as i stared at the running water.
It was too late to go to class so i cried until my eyes dried and started burning. School used to be my safe haven but with Mr Evans roaming the halls i was as safe as i was at home. I heard the bell ring so i quickly washed my face and reapplied my make up. Giving the mirror a watery smile i walked out the door to face my misrable life. I walked to my usual table, the 'popular' table, it was filled with jocks, sluts and the occasional decent person.
Jenna was already there with our lunch, we always shared lunch. Today was her day to make lunch. She turned and gave me a worried smile. I gave her the thumbs up and sat next to her. To get my mind of my problems i turned to Jack, one of the jocks, and started flirting with him.
"You are so buff, you must spend a lot of time at the gym," i said feeling his biceps. He smirked at me. I could practically see his ego inflating. "I do it all for you, babe," he said touching my leg under the table. I moved closer to him, smiling suductively. "What else do you do for exercise?" i asked sitting on his lap. "i could show you," he whispered into my ear. I was about to tell him that he would have to take me on a date first when i was suddenly ripped away from him. I felt myself leaning against something hard.
I turned around wondering how i got against a wall. I looked up and up and towering over me was the hottest guy on earth. He had dark, shaggy hair and honey brown eyes. He was built buff but not body builder buff. He had a black suit on that fit him well, i couldn't stop myself from drooling. He was so hot you could fry an egg on him. His eyes held anger, no beyond anger, he was livid. His breathing was loud and laboured. He seemed to be pissed of at... me?
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