The Skin I'm In

Chapter 5: Unwanted Calls and Group Projects

Spring's P.O.V
As the week went on. Harry never called and I never did either, but I had to eventually knowing the project was due soon. After this is all over I never have to see him again and I'm grateful for that. My phone vibrated in my back pocket and I groaned answering.

"Hello?"

"Spring? What the hell? I've been calling you all day."

"I've been busy. We can meet at the library." I said very bluntly.

"Why can't we go to your house?"

"Cause I said we're meeting at the library. Bye."

I hung up the phone and continued on walking to my classes as the day dragged on. I honestly felt bad for hanging up on him but I spent the whole week working on the project myself, while he did god knows what. I'm so over people walking over me like I'm a doormat. I jotted down notes as I sat in geometry getting slightly angry at my thoughts and wanting to cry tears I didn't have.

When I sat in that coffee shop with him I could've swore I could trust him. The sincerity was in his eyes. I saw it I swear. Those green eyes I only knew for a week held so much of me already and I hated it.

The bell rung and I headed straight for study hall where I told Harry I'd meet him. I told myself if he wasn't there I'd leave and I really hoped he was there. I arrived looking at every section where he was no where to be found. I sighed and turned around and I froze when I saw it. He was taunting me like everyone else as he basically swallowed the platinum blonde girl against the wall. I scoffed and stomped past them.

My face was scorching so much that I could barely feel the tears touch my cheeks.

Stop trusting people. It never ends well.

"Yo! Wait up!" I heard his voice but I wasn't stopping.

"I'll work on the project myself! Go home!" I said as I still kept walking before feeling a tug on my arm.

"Get off of me!" I screamed.

"Geez. What is up with you?" He asked with a angry look on his face.

"What's up with me? You don't get to ask me that. You spent all week not working on the project which is due next week! We're barely halfway done. If I fail this assignment because of you I swear I'm gonna go insane! Stop following me and go home!" I stomped away from his presence as I heard him bicker behind me.

"You know what's wrong is you don't know how to have fun and actually loosen up. I bet you've never gotten a F on anything." He pressed.

"Look, white boy. Either you walk away or I'm slapping you." I threatened knowing I would never do that, but anything to make him stop.

"Ooh cripple girl has balls."

As soon as he said that I saw red and I did it. I slapped him.

"Are you really gonna stoop that low? You can go to hell." I yelled before walking home as quickly as ever.

Stop trusting people, Spring. It never ends well.