Mr. Cinderella (5SOS) {discontinued}

(9) Life Is A Rubik's Cube

After Kat makes her way to her lesson, my legs carry me towards my first period Maths classroom, where Tyler hopefully won't ignore me.  I have my fingers crossed that maybe he was just annoyed about  Danny ambushing Kat and I outside the school, but a part of me can't help but think it may be something else - what if he knows about the kiss?  What if he knows and he's annoyed that I haven't told him or explained myself yet?

Quickly, I shake my head, ridding it of the stressful questions that continuously materialise in my mind; there's no way he knows - he wasn't in town on Saturday night, so he wouldn't have seen anything, and no one else knows what happened that night other than whoever Mystery Guy is, so it's pretty unlikely that anyone has hinted at it to him.  These thoughts begin to calm me down, but if anything, they're just a reminder that I need to tell him at some point - preferably sooner rather than later - which means I that I have to talk to Kat today.

I pull myself from my thoughts just as I sweep into my Maths classroom, two minutes late.  A small amount of light wavers in the glass of the windows, staining the desks by the open blinds.  Still, the weather outside does not look at all appealing; rain is now falling, which no doubt means that there will be plenty of mud obstructing Kat and I on our way home from school.  

Almost automatically, my eyes immediately lock on Tyler's usual seat next to Anna - someone once asked me if I'm ever jealous of Tyler sitting next to her, but I can honestly say I'm not.  For one thing, I've known Anna since primary school, and while we aren't as close as Kat and I are now, we're still good friends and I trust her.  Also, unlike my boyfriend, I am not the jealous type.  Besides, my desk is right across the aisle from his, so other than the gap between our desks, we basically sit next to each other.  Tyler is slumped in his seat, and when I catch his gaze and offer him a smile, all he does is nod his head in acknowledgment.

What.  The.  Hell.

I slide into my chair, and, since the teacher hasn't arrived yet, I take my time emptying my books and stationary onto the table in front of me.  "Where's Lewis?" someone calls from behind me, and another voice answers that he's ill today - this significantly improves my mood because Lewis would usually sit next to me, but he just spends the entire lesson either ignoring or insulting me.  At least this morning isn't completely crappy.  Someone to my left clears their throat, and I glance up to find Anna raising her eyebrows at me, silently asking if she can steal Lewis' empty seat for this lesson.  I smile in response, but my eyes flicker briefly to Tyler, causing Anna to pause as she grabs her things from the desk.

"Oh," she says, carefully tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear and peering apologetically at Tyler. "Sorry, Tyler, you wanna sit with Yasmin instead?"

I try not to let my hopefulness show on my face, which I guess is a good thing because otherwise Tyler would have to see it disappear as he shrugs indifferently.  Anna offers me a weak smile, and I accept it with an equally weak state of mind, looking away for a moment so that she can't see the strain behind my own smile.

As Anna shifts her things from her usual seat to the empty half of my desk, I sneak a glance at Tyler from the corner of my eye; my body jolts as a realise he's watching me, too, but he hastily tears his gaze from me as the teacher breezes in, instructing us to pass textbooks around the classroom.

* * *

"What are you doing, exactly?"  Faith asks as she slides into the seat opposite me at the lunch table Charlotte and I settled into about five minutes ago.  A film of light brown hair falls over Faith's porceline face as she digs a cellophane parcel from her purple school bag, but her wide blue eyes remain centred on Charlotte the entire time, awaiting an answer.