My "normal" life with boys.

Chapter 5

Chapter 5-

Wait.

What?

Ricky Wesson, the schools bad boy was standing in front of me, so his girlfriend couldn't slap me? Well, that's as much a slap as Stacy hitting me!

"Ricky, baby," she smiled sweetly, but it turned bitter as she spoke the next words "Move. Before I slap you." People around gasped, turning to their friends whispering.

Well you think that was shocking then...

"Stacy," Ricky imitated Stacy's fake smile "we need to talk honey bun. You and me? It's not working out," he paused and snatched a glance from me, then continued "you see, this beautiful girl you were about to hit? I like her a lot and I just couldn't stand to see you too fight and I knew I had to let one of you go... Sorry 'baby' I hope we can be friends?" At this point Stacy was speechless, well I was too! What was the whole dramatic speech for, huh?

"Uh..mh..uhhh," was all Stacy managed to spit out. People around were silent now, no talking at all. I hate this, should I say something?

"I um.." What was I going to say again? "I should go" I merely whispered. With that I walked off, heading for the school doors, yes I had lessons to attend but I don't care. I wanted to cry, I don't even know why but I did. I wanted to get out all my anger building up due to the past confusing moment. I heard someone calling my name behind me but I never stopped to find out who it was, I just began to run instead. I don't exactly know what from, but running always helped calm my nerves.

"Katie," I heard it again. Just go away 'person I don't know'. I don't want to talk. I'm not unsociable; I have my reasons:

1. I'm angry, I don't know what at or who at but I am, anyone who gets in my way may be in possible danger.

2. This person who's chasing me? I don't know who it is, I've never been great at recognising voices.

3. There is a possibility that I'm running out if reasons.

"Kate," this time I stopped in my tracks, froze in place. I hated being called Kate. I spun on my heels to see the one and only, Ricky Wesson jogging my way.

He stood before me his hands on his thighs and his head resting between his legs. He was breathing heavily for a good few moments until he managed to catch his breath.

"Wow girl," he panted "you can run." He finished with a half smile.

He made me angry. "What do you want now?" I snapped bitterly.

He cocked his head slightly, possibly shocked at my outburst? I don't know. "Oh, urm I just wanted to say.." He trailed off, I really don't have time for this. First he goes all out with his speech in the hall and then goes awkward? Ok.

"Look, Ricky. I don't have time for this, I was running for a reason. You want me call me later but right now I don't have time. I'll talk to you when I want to, so if you don't mind, I'm leaving." I turned around and attempted to walk away but he grabbed my elbow and turned me around before I got anywhere. His eyes were sad, I've never seen him like this before.

"What's the matter with you?" He bit, the emotion I previously saw in his eyes disappeared and was replaced with bitterness, anger and regret. "I just saved your ass in there and you ran? I followed you for you to shout at me? What's the matter with you?" He asked once again, his expression didn't soften. I felt tears well up in my eyes before he could notice I blinked them back viciously, still not speaking a word. I looked down, at a tree, a cloud, anything but his eyes.

I eventually looked up after several awkward moments, and his eyes were full of sympathy, why? I have no idea.

"I'm sorry," was all I managed to choke out before tears started streaming down my face, I felt so vulnerable and I didn't want him to see me like this. I did a 180 spin and walked away, fighting the water works pouring from my eyes. I looked back as I walked away to see Ricky stood there in the same spot looking down, shuffling his feet with his hands in his pockets. Oh god now I feel bad for him.

I was drawn out of my thoughts when I walked into a tall hard wall. Well I thought it was a wall... Until it spoke.

"I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going, and oh my god are you okay? What happened? Where you crying before or after we walked into each other?" I looked up to find emerald green eyes over flowing with panic. "Come on," the boy said gently.

I didn't know where we were heading, heck, I didn't know the boy. But it felt right to go with him, so I did.

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A/N - read my other story The Boys:) thanks for reading guys. Short chapter, I've been in hospital recently so I've been unable to write but I'm back:)