Everything happens for a reason!

chapter 3

No one notices your tears.
No one notices your sadness.
No one notices your pain.
But they all notice your mistakes.
~Unknown
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Wait I know this voice and lift my head to see, the boy from the hallway. Why is he here? Is he following me? Why he looks so similar? Why am I thinking about him? He saw through the rows and stopped at me and drills through my eyes. Can he stop starring at me! Mr. Kingsley snapped him out off his stare and said something to him. It looks like we have a new student in our class, my favorite teacher said. Just kidding. I gave myself a face palm. Now I know why he looks similar, it's Carter. Carter Black. How could i forget him? I'm such an idiot.

"Today is the 'forget-names' day, Patrick said sarcastic."
"Even dead people under the grave's wouldn't wake up from their endless sleep for this 'hilarious' joke. The emphasis is on the word hilarious."
"Why is he here, I mean in our class, I mean my class"?
"I don't know, ask him?"
"Are you tired of life?"
"Nope and OMGGG he's coming to you! Patrick screamed in my head!"
"Who is coming?"
"Carter! He's coming to you you, you...you...blind fish."
"Where is your creativity?", "I imitate her".
"WHAT THE HELL, HE IS STANDING IN FRONT OF MEEE???" "Why you didn't say it earlier"
"If you would listen to me once..."

Within 5 seconds I throw my bag on the chair next to me. Still unobtrusive. Visibly confused about this situation he grins and seconds later his cold expression appears. sit down next to my bag. This typical "grin" and I roll my eyes. Is there no other seat and looking around? but failed. First time in my life I wish someone sits next to me even I don't like them or even it's Stuart Green, our class nerd. Once he sat next to me because our love able teacher wanted to work on a project in partner work, this boy started sweating and gets so nervous he almost pee in his pants. Fortunately he didn't. We was the odd one out. Nobody wanted to work with him and backwards that means nobody wanted to be my project-partner. It's sad how some people treat him because he's a nerd. Poor boy. But seriously who needs fake friends. I prefer to be alone...well it already happened.

For all who doesn't know who Carter Black is well... he is the 'popular', typical bad boy with his 'gang' at our college and I, as the only girl here, who didn't fall for him because I literally hate him. And yes he's the 'leader' of the gang. Who should have thought it?
You can say we hate each other.

Flashback

The reason is, so long time ago, In high school this wannabe bad boy had a bet with his friends and picked me as the victim. So someone who's name is 'Carter' stick a post-it on my locker with a short message saying: "Meet me after school room 332". I throw this in the bin because I thought it's a joke and went to my class. A girl gave me another post-it saying "You won't regret it and don't throw it away xoxo secret admirer " while the lesson already started.

I asked this girl who gave her this post-it, she put her finger on her mouth saying "Psssssssttt". Okay, this girl is outta creep. After I thought about it, if  I should go or not , I decided to give the "secret admirer" a chance. Who isn't curious? and also wanted to know who did this much of effort to meet me. I thought who could it be but had no clue. I really hate this subject called Physics and tried to understand what the teacher explained us. It's needless and I won't need it when I am struggling with my life! Finally the hand of the clock points at 3.30 p.m and the bell rang. I packed my stuffs slowly, I thought maybe it could be someone in my class. Wrong thought, everyone rushed outside the school to go home. So I was so naive and went to the room but if I knew, what would happen, I never had admit to this.

330,..331,..332 here it is. I pushed the doorknob down and entered the dark room. Nobody was inside, suspicious. On a desk was another post-it and read it: "You really though someone would meet up with you, you little slut xoxo C.B."  I wanted to leave as quickly as possible the room but then suddenly someone locked the room. It was a trap. Fuck...Fuck..Fuck why am I such a dumb person. I ran to the door and tried to open it. I almost thought that I broke the handle. It was a big mistake to come here. With all my energy I knocked against the door, with hope that someone would hear my cry for help. Nothing happened. Why I overreacted. May I have claustrophobia and I got stucked in a small dark room without light and window. As I took out my phone it showed 'No Signal'. Well done. My hope is getting less and I don't know what to do in this situation. I couldn't think in this situation and I could feel anything the panic in my body was coming up. The next thing I did was throwing objects through the dark room. Even I couldn't see in the darkness, I heard some broken glasses and some stuffs land on the floor, plunk down a cupboard filled with books and felt the blood running down my hands,...