Lovend

Chapter 02

I took my normal seat at the back of the room with the girls, Belzie and Natty on either of my sides. Girls and guys began to pile into the room and I smiled and waved back at everyone one I knew. I looked around the room. Nothing had really changed, except for my attitude of corse. This year is the final chance I have, to prove not only my true capability and potential but also find what i've been looking for, for a really long time.

The door to the class room slammed shut and I immediately looked up from my phone to see someone I was hoping not to see ever, ever again. His emerald green eyes looked me up and down. He looked surprised. Never the lest he smirked and turned around to the whitebored. He took his hand through his brown gorgeous hair and began to write his name. Mr. Macc. His physical appealing body was just the start of my problems.

"Good morning class, i'm new so forgive me if i don't learn all your names within the semester but lets get straight into it, when was the first world war?"

Everyone looked at each other with confused expressions and for guidance on the answer since for the last year our past teacher had taught us more about her life story then history.

He looked around the room peering at each individuals until, once again his eyes landed on me. "Miss Roads?"

"Yes?" I questioned trying to avoid eye contact with him.

"Answer my question," he stated bluntly

"I'm not sure sir,"

He stood still for a moment with his hands behind his back and shook his head.

"I'm afraid you're going to have to..."

"July 28 1914"

He was here. he walked straight through the door way and slumbed down into his usual seat. The other guys looked shocked, as if he was a ghost. Natty tapped my leg, "Oh my god he's back."

His mates where circling him within seconds, shaking hands and hugging one another. He had a smile on his face but I could tell something was up. Should I text him? Ask if he's okay? No. I don't like him. We don't like him. Nobody likes him. What he did, nobody should or would be forgiven for that.

I sat down for lunch at our usual spot. It was like a fairy tail really. It was on top of a little hill, the only hill on campus and there was a beautiful blooming blossom tree that hovered over the table as well. To make it even better the location was perfect. On the left was the oval where the boys played ruby and to the right was the cafe, so it's a win win situation. Logan joined us, pulling his hands around Natty's waste and sitting in behind her. The display of public affection was rather remarkable. Anywhere, anytime no matter who they were with, he always had his arm or arms around her and doing cute couple things.

"Babe I can't believe Mark's back after what he did to you," Logan said kissing along her neck, "I'll treat you right baby"

"How does he even have the guts to come back! No ones going to forget what he did"

"It's been six months and people are still talking about it, would you have come back if you were him Mel?" Natty asks me taking a sip of coke.

I'm unsure of what to say, I am always stuck in positions like this. They assume they can tell me what to think, how to act, and even what to say, but they can't. If I don't however i'm left without friends. There is a thin line though between 'friends' and the 'people you hang out with because no one else is there'. The question is, how do you know the difference?

"I've got to go get a coffee i'll see you guys tomorrow though" And I gab my bag and leave.

"Oi Roads, nice to see you chose to wear a top today" I hear from behind me. I look over my shoulder and sure enough it's him.

"Do you even go here?" I replied sarcastically and continue walking.

"You cop the banter well" 

I tilt my head back in laugher and smiled, genially. 

"It's weird seeing you without your girls" 

"It's weird seeing you back here, I thought after last year you'd be long gone"

"True," and he laughs

Once we have both ordered our chocolate milkshakes and blueberry muffin, my favourites we sit down on the grass.

"You've changed a lot Mel,"Mark say's with a mouth full of muffin.

"You hardly know me"

"I have a way of noticing these things,"

I look at him and tilt my head to the side. I had only met Mark a couple of times but ironically we both know so much about each other, from what others have told us. This is the first time we have ever chilled just the two of us.

I love change. Always have, it mixes things up when their boring and brings new challenges and mysteries but for the first time , I would take back everything that has changed in the past year to be where I was last year. So much has happened and now Marks back so much will continue to happen. It's ironic how that now I have everything I have wanted but it has all come at a high price. I thought I would love having everyone know me and getting invited to everything but I hate it. It cost me the thing I wanted more then anything in the world, for one person to know who I really am.

He has changed a lot as well. He use to be a horrible, self centred person with nothing but getting drunk in mind. I think thats why I like him, I understand him and relate to why he has done the things he's done. I see myself as him. I guess we have both been observing each other without realising it.