Our Song

Our Song (15)

I didn't want to go to school, but I knew I had to. I didn't feel sick, but I definitely might have been after I saw Blake.

I wasn't judging him for having schizophrenia. It honestly didn't bother me. What bothered me was that I had absolutely no way to tell him that I knew his secret. I didn't know how he would react to me knowing.

"Wake up, Leah!" I heard someone call from above me, but I didn't move from my spot on my bed. "Leah, don't make me jump on your bed! You know I will!"

"That's not going to make me get up," I grumbled, rolling over and away from Cassie. "You do that almost every time you try to wake me up and you know it never works."

"But I could just get a bucket of ice water and poor it all over you," Cassie negotiated, and I didn't like the sound of that. She had only done it once before, and I nearly strangled her for it. Was she really going to risk death again?

"I don't feel well," I groaned, and it wasn't exactly a lie. "Just let me stay home."

Cassie made a face. "Not about to happen."

After another fifteen minutes of us fighting with each other, I finally got out of bed so she wouldn't continue talking. She was giving me even more of a headache than I already had...

Cassie looked very proud of herself that she had gotten me out of bed, and I said nothing to her the whole way to school. We were already late anyway...

My first period was dance, and it went by with me falling all over the place because all I could concentrate on was Blake. Cassie was in this class with me, and she was looking at me as if I was insane the entire time. Finally, Mrs. Bencherelli made me sit out because I just couldn't do anything right.

After that class, I made my way to English nervously. When I finally got in front of the classroom, all I could do was stare at the door, telling myself that I should have just ditched class so I wouldn't have to face Blake just yet.

"Hey, Leah," Jane greeted, suddenly appearing right next to me as I continued to stand in front of the door. "Are you okay? You're kind of pale."

I looked at the girl, the only other person in the school who knew Blake's secret, not counting the teachers. She had found out around the same time Blake had found out, and I couldn't help but feel jealous. Even though I knew neither of them when they had found out...

"I've just, uh, been feeling kind of sick today, that's all," I excused, shrugging and opening the door to our classroom, even though I really didn't want to. "It's nothing to worry about though. It's probably just... um... my time of the month or something."

I sounded like an idiot, but Jane looked like she understood. I couldn't help but look over at the window, where Blake was sitting like he always was. My gaze immediately went to his headphones, wondering what he heard when the music stopped. Dr. Carlisle had said Blake heard voices every time the music wasn't playing, but that had to have been at least every five minutes...

I took my seat beside Blake, Jane taking her seat by Leslie across the room from us. I swallowed, trying to think of something that I could have said to Blake without making myself feel awkward, which in turn would make him feel awkward.

The late bell saved me from having to say anything, but I couldn't help but worry about what we were going to do during the class period. Whenever Mrs. Sparks was tired or just didn't feel like teaching, she would make us work on our songs. I remembered she had said she wasn't feeling well on Friday, so I couldn't help but hope that she had gotten better over the weekend...

My eyes then widened when I looked over to see that Mrs. Sparks wasn't in her desk, but a young blonde man was instead. My stomach immediately dropped, because I was sure we would work on our songs if we had a substitute teacher...