...Covet

Drink Up.

“Let’s go chop chop, we don’t have much time.”

-Charlie

Oh shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit. Mother of god, shit. To say Mr. Ferro was pissed, would be the understatement of the year. No, the century because his eyes were like fueled with fire. It was something I had never seen before. If looks could kill, I would have already been massacred.

Why are you still sitting on your desk like a wimp? C’mon weren’t you been all brave and shit just a moment ago?

Okay seriously my inner self was pissing me off as well. I knew Niall kept calling and texting me. I was supposed to meet him 10 minutes ago.

“Never ever talk to me like that ever again, you understand?” Was the first few words that came out of his mouth. I couldn’t comprehend why he was pissed besides the fact that I answered back. “Did you or did you not understand?” He asked again. I nodded. “Answer me, don’t just nod your head. I want the words to come out of your pretty little mouth.” He smirked at me.  Okay I am beyond done with him.

“Hey Bell—” Before I could say anything Niall came into the hall. Both Mr. Ferro and I snapped our heads to the door. He took a step back because he was a little too close to my desk, only a few inches away from my face. “Sorry I didn’t mean to interrupt. Just wanted to make sure you were okay.” He said coming closer.

“Yeah I’m f-fine.” Shit, I stuttered. I hastily picked up my notebook and pen and headed towards Niall. We started walking away but Mr. Ferro spoke up.

“We aren’t done discussing Ms. O’Brien, we’ll speak on Wednesday, with no interruptions.” I didn’t look back and grabbed Niall’s hand and walked out.

“Hold up, I need to make a quick stop at the main building before we go.”

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We had finally gotten to Clockjack Oven. It smelled like heaven in here. Just chicken filled the room. Not literary. I mean you couldn’t even enter the room if it was all filled up with chicken. Hmm. How cool would that be?

Niall’s POV

I called Bella up when she said she would be out but she wouldn’t answer and I got worried, I mean she had also sent a call to voicemail. So clearly there was something wrong. I had entered Bella’s hall where she was having her class after I had asked the office where it would be. She was sitting down at her desk but the teacher was too close to her and he seemed mad but smirking at her. She was mad I could see it. Her cheeks were flushed and she wasn’t her normal happy-go-lucky self. She was mad and I hadn’t seen her like that ever. I know if I told Charlie, she would agree with me.

“What was up with your teacher?” I asked. Apparently she didn’t hear me. Okay then. Hmm what’s for lunch?

“Hi welcome to Clockjack Oven, what can I start you both with?” Our waiter came over to ask. He seemed distracted by Bella though. Damn damn. I cleared my throat; I hope the waiter doesn’t distract her.

“Yes I would like 4 pieces of your Rotisserie Roasted Chicken with Chili Sauce,”

“And for the lady?” He said as he winked at her. Jesus this guy is impossible. C’mon mate she’s with me. Well not with me but she has company, idiot. Either she didn’t see it or she ignored it. “Can you order for me Niall?” I smiled.

“Gladly, she will have Clockjack’s Chicken Burger and 2 lemonades. That will be all.” Clearly he didn’t like the way he was ignored by Bella so he walked away. “Anyway, wanna tell me what was up with your teacher. Cause you were clearly mad. And don’t try to lie Bella.” I said. She seemed hesitant but I wasn’t going to give up that easily, I knew she was gonna try to avoid this topic. But it had to be done.