Zendaya and Bella (Another story of us) -ON HOLD

Chapter 67- Note from the dead (some what rated R)

Sorry I haven't been on. I've been very busy lately. Lol. My parents birthdays are so close. But yeah I'm back. I've got many request to update so here you go!  This update is for 101k reads and over 600 votes!!! Love y'all! Hope you like it. And thanks so much!!!
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Zendaya's pov:

"Get up Bells! Time for class!" I yell a bit.

She jumped out of bed like she had just seen a ghost or my mom in a bathing suit. (lol). Yeah... I almost forgot.

"sure you did. You probably just didn't want to go. Our grades reflect what we don't do" I explain

"OK Z. I'm up. Do me a favor and toss me my bra" she instructs

I walk over to the closet and open it not only to find a pink lace bra on one of the suitcases.

"So you slept with no bra?" I turn around with the bra in my hands.

"Nope.  It's very uncomfortable you know" she says

I tossed the bra to her and watched as she pulled off her shirt right there infront of me revealing her breasts. My eyes widened. Was she trying to turn me on? I think she is.... She wants me to rape her doesn't she. She placed the bra over her body then slowly snapped it closed.

"You sure staring hard Z" she smiles (grins)

"oohhh I was? Really? Oh I'm sorry Bells" I could feel myself getting red.

Anyways, I got dressed and we headed to class a bit late then usual. We sat down in our seats, reserved in the back. Mr. Burns, our 2nd course physical science teacher gave us our warm up followed my an assignment due at the end of the period.

"Now class, you will began on page 52 and end on page 60. Be sure to answer the questions like you were taught, explain in complete sentences. I shouldn't have to tell you guys that but some of you don't listen" he said more but I blocked him out and began reading.

It hasn't even been 10 minutes and Bella is already trying to get me in trouble.

"What?!" I snap

"Help me!!" she mouths to me

"It's just reading comprehension. Today is an easy day obviously. Just read and answer the questions" I whisper my explanation

"But you know I have dyslexia. Stop being mean and help me" she pouts.

Awwww, Bella just stop it!- I told myself over and over again. She's so cute. Just help her or even better.... Do it for her

"Alright. Now if I get in trouble, I'm snitching on you and we'll both be in Mr. King's office" I say

I finished up the 12 questions provided then let her copy what I had. Now what I meant by doing it for her, I didn't mean actually writing it. I meant cheating off my paper. So yeah...I decided to let my mind rest from all the reading I had just done so I layed my head down.

As I was laying there I felt like something was watching me. Feeling myself become even more uncomfortable as the minutes went on, I sat up. I looked at Bella, she was completely focused on the work that was given to her. I looked all over the room and there I found my conclusion to my problem. There was a boy, blonde hair and hazel eyes staring deep within me like he knew who I was.

Why was he staring at me?
Do I know him and not remember?
Does he want something from me?
Why is his stare so piercing?

There were many questions I asked myself. I did my best not to stare back so I just put my head back down. That's when I felt something hit me in my head. I sat back up once more. It was a piece of paper folded. It read the fillowing....

Come thou, thou last one, whom I recognize, 
unbearable pain throughout this body's fabric: 
as I in my spirit burned, see, I now burn in thee: 
the wood that long resisted the advancing flames 
which thou kept flaring, I now am nourishinig 
and burn in thee. 

My gentle and mild being through thy ruthless fury 
has turned into a raging hell that is not from here. 
Quite pure, quite free of future planning, I mounted 
the tangled funeral pyre built for my suffering, 
so sure of nothing more to buy for future needs, 
while in my heart the stored reserves kept silent. 

Is it still I, who there past all recognition burn? 
Memories I do not seize and bring inside. 
O life! O living! O to be outside! 
And I in flames. And no one here who knows me.

What does this mean?? This was all about death. Should I show Bella? Maybe not, it could make her fear this School even more.