Sighted

Chapter 2

2

You can say that I was in a hurry to get home that day, pushing my way past the crowd of teenagers to get to my car. Mainly, I was just trying to avoid Blake, and I was getting very good at it.

          I pulled my hood up over my head, as I threw my backpack on. My mind was focused on how much homework I had, and how long it would take to get it done. I guess I could do some at the hospital later.

          I stared at the ground as my feet finally met the asphalt of the student parking lot. The first time I looked up, was to try and remember where I parked.

           My eyes scanned along all of the cars, trying to locate my small white escort that my mother bought me a few months back. I was relieved when my eyes locked on it, right before spotting another interesting sight.

          Just when I thought that I would slip towards my car unnoticed, something always has to magically happen. No, it wasn't Blake, but this was just as bad. Trance was talking to his new group of bastard friends, chilling in the back of Howard Brooks' truck. It towered  over my tiny car, and contrasted with its dark color.

          Howard Brooks was nothing special though, just another member of the clique. I knew that me walking over there would just make someone stare, but how else was I supposed to get to my car?

          I exhaled slowly, bracing myself as I pulled the hood up further over my head. I could barely see, but the least I could see of them, the least they would see of me. Or maybe just the least I would notice them staring.

          I took quick steps along the hard ground, keeping my head down until I had to look up to make sure I was headed in the right direction.

          I saw my car getting closer and closer as I stride out, but so did Trance and his clan. I looked down for a quick second to grab my lanyard out of my pocket, that shouldn't have been enough time to collide into someone.

          But once again, I'm Mia Rivers and the worst always happen to me.

          "Shit," I cursed as I bent forward to pick up my lanyard.

          "Whoa," I heard a deep voice chuckle as they turned to look at me. He was holding a football, tossing it from one hand to the other.

          I stood up straight, staring at him like the idiot he was. "I'm sorry," I said sarcastically as I walked around him.

          He laughed, gently pulling me back by the arm. I glanced over to see Trance looking at me carefully. "Hey, you're Blake's girl." He realized.

          I rolled my eyes. "Blake and I aren't dating," I mumbled.

          He raised his eyebrows, like he was surprised. "Really, that's not what he's been telling us in gym." He struggled to finish the sentence without laughing.

          The rest of his friends did the same gestures hitting each other in the arms like there was an inside joke.

          I scoffed, wanting to walk away. But I knew that if I did, I'd be thinking about what Blake has been telling him all night. I would have another night without sleep. "And what exactly has he been saying?"

          Howard calmed down, regaining his posture. "Well, maybe he hasn't said that you two have been dating. But he's been saying other things about how it's not...completely over." 

          I felt my eyebrows narrowing. "What are you talking about?"

          "Let's just say that we know why you have bags under your eyes." One of the guys leaning against the truck in front of Trance smirked.