Tiny Little Needles

Chapter 6

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Alyssa's POV (one week later)Wednesday 22, June

"Detention again?!?" I grunted setting down my drawing book and pencil on the table.

Alex shrugged next to me.

"Well, it's your fault for talking to me," he muttered under his breath.

"Well I'm not trying to start another mini argument, but no. No it was not," I insisted.

"Okay. It was my fault for responding to you when you asked for a pencil," he dictated sassily.

I kicked him from under the table lightly in the ankle and chuckled and store out the window.

"You bored again?" He asked from his seat.

"Well what in the hell does it look like?" I shot looking at him.

"Yes?"

I nodded. This is the fourth detention I've had this past month and I'm already sick of looking at the same room with the same boringness. I sighed and looked around the room trying to cure my boredness and counted everything that was blue. The walls are a light, baby blue. I thought. The sky outside is blue. I continued. Some of those books are blue, that pencil is blue, that car outside is blue, that poster is blue... And, those eyes are blue, a beautiful blue. I caught myself staring at Alex's eyes, admiring their insane colour.

"What?"

"Nothing. Just bored," I replied quickly, mentally face palming at my stupid habit of staring at people who have a really nice eye colour. I know, it sounds stupid, and it really is.

He smiled and set down his book. I know, book.

"Well I could show you something that I know you'll like," he offered getting up and tucking in the chair.

"What?"

"Come here," he motioned with his finger and walked over to the southern window and pointed at the rusty fire escape route that lead from under the window sill to, the roof?

"And?" I asked unimpressed.

Alex took the latch on the window and slid it up and steadied himself on the window.

"Wait, what are you doing?!?" I asked him as he slid on the other side of the window and onto the escape route with a loud clank.

"Climbing. Come' on, I used to do this all the time with Rafe and Max," he motioned me towards him.

I looked back at the door and around the room.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure. I've done this so many times and I've never gotten caught," he chuckled lightly and moved to the right a bit to make room for me when I jumped.

"Okay." I replied hesitantly and sat on the window and swung one leg over, contemplating whether I should do this or not.

"Umm," I said looking down. It was a one-foot jump from where I was and the rusty grate showed me how high up I was. And the creakiness of the metal made me wonder what it'd be like to fall from this hight and crash into the gravel below. I was about to swing the other leg over when a loud jarring noise scared me from my place and I feel onto the metal grate below, partially thinking that I missed.

"Geez kid, it's just the bell," Alex laughed from above me with his hand out.

I stared into his eyes and watched the icy blueness. It was mesmerizing, really. I wiped off the stinging sensation in my knees and I looked at the tattooed hand in front of me and took it. He pulled me up onto my feet and motioned for me to follow him. I watched as he climbed up the stairs like nothing, I did the same. When we reached the top of the narrow staircase Alex stepped over a small wall, I did the same. He walked to the east side and sat down on his knees, his stomach against the wall and looking down.