Back In Black- Book 2

Chapter 17

I turned my phone off and plopped down on the kitchen chair. My text books and homework spread around me. My head hurt looking at it all but it probably wasn't as bad as i thought.

I left Latin for last since it was the easiest and my favorite. Pre calc was my least favorite so i started with that. I enjoy solving math problems but it's all the writing and double checking that gets me.

Sighing i grabbed my pencil and started writing.

After awhile i stopped to stretch and grab something to snack on. My stomach grumbled loudly as i dug through the cupboards. I found my box of pop tarts and when i opened the box there were only two left. There's no way i ate the other 6 pouches meaning Cole stole the rest this morning. I would be getting him back for that. Pop tarts are sacred, especially the wild berry ones full off artificial blue and purple die. Its my one unhealthy snack! If it wasn't for the fact that my phone was probably blowing up with missed messages and calls about being gone from school, i would chew Cole a new one. Since i couldn't do that i grabbed a glass of ice cold milk and sat down at the table again. Glancing up at the clock I realized it was now nearly 12 o'clock. All there was left to do was Latin. At least that would be easy.

Most of the questions revolved around the tense of how each word word would be used in a sentence. Sometimes it was to much to remember that every word had nearly five different tensed which changes the spelling. Taking Latin sounded a lot more appealing than Spanish even though id never be able to use it. It was called the "dead language" for a reason but at least i could read old books if i needed too. Latin isn't so bad being that most languages derive from it.

By the time i finished it was half past 12. I decided to go workout and get rid of some stress. I still can't believe the principle knew who i really was. When i stood there in front of him i wanted to confront him about all the bullying that happened to me, but i didn't want to draw attention to my self. I need to know but id have to wait.

When i get back to school im sure Hannah will try to make my life a living hell for what i did to her. I can only imagine what she and her groupies have in store for me. Why is it that in every school there is always a possessive lead bitch? Ugh thinking about Hannah makes my head hurt.

Slipping into a pair of shorts and a sports bra i walked over to the treadmill. I popped my ear buds in my ears and turned on some old school rap. The first song was No Diggity by Black-street and Dr. Dre. For the first 20 minutes i stayed in a light jog to get my muscles warmed up. Before i knew it i was in a full on run. Flipping through the workouts of the treadmill, I selected one that had a number inclines like running up hills and had different speeds.

After nearly an hour and a half i was covered in sweat and breathing hard. I slowed the treadmill down and grabbed my water bottle trying to cool down. Once my breathing was back to normal, i jumped off the treadmill to stretch out my muscles. Most people don't realize how important it is to stretch. The last thing i need is to injure myself from not stretching properly.

Now after running i felt nasty and desperately in need of a shower. Im sure I absolutely wreak of sweat. Yuck. Peeling my clothes off, i threw them in the direction of the laundry hamper and headed to the bathroom. A cool shower sounds mind blowing.

I stood under the cold water for what felt like eons as the sweat rinsed off of me. Pouring the shampoo in my hand, i gently scrubbed it through my hair. All i could smell was the wonderful scent of cucumber melon. Even after all these years it was still my favorite. It is so refreshing. After rinsing i grabbed the conditioner and repeated the process before shitting the water off. Wrapping the towel around me i padded into my adjoining bedroom to find pajamas. I picked out a pair of black and red checkered pajama pants and grabbed a cute, black lacy, bralet to go with it. I let my hair down to air dry into soft waves naturally.

As i sat on the couch i flipped through the tv channels until i settled on the movie Step Brothers. I could use a good laugh after todays events.

I was just about to the part where the parents introduce the brothers to each other when i heard a knock at the door. Glancing over at the door i decided not to get up and to ignore it. I didn't feel like moving my butt from its comfy position. The knocking kept coming relentlessly so i sighed and got off the couch. Looking through the peep whole, i found Cole waiting impatiently on the other side. I smirked, that boy is so wrapped up in me he doesn't even realize it. It has only been a couple weeks and he's falling perfectly into my trap. Though lately I don't even remember what my plan is other than to break his heart. Its like my head just gets all jumbled up when he's around. Swinging the door open i glared at him letting him know how unimpressed i was.

He shoved his way past me dropping his bag on the floor. "Finally! I was starting to think you had been abducted or murdered. Do you know how many time i called you... and woah what are you wearing?" He stopped mid rant and his jaw dropped as he mentally took my outfit off. Such a typical guy. I guess i couldn't blame him, my toned stomach was on full display along with a bralet that left little to the imagination.

"Pajamas. I turned my phone off and I actually don't know where it is now." Glancing over his shoulder  i could see my phone peaking out from under my pile of homework. His hair was still damp from taking a shower after football. He had on a pair of shorts and a t-shirt that clung to his muscled chest a little to tightly.

"Rumor has it Hannah got punched and her nose broke. She had to go to the hospital to have it put back in place!" I could hear him snickering behind me as i flopped back on the couch.

"What a baby. She couldn't even re set it her self." I sneered. Cole sat down beside me and yawned.

"Yeah so back to why I was originally here. Why weren't you at school? Everyone was looking for you? Are you sick or something? I mean you could have at least told me you were going home." There was concern in his voice. That was the first time anyone at that school was looking for me other than to beat me up. Sometimes i'd rather go back to being on my own but i knew that meant being beat up again.

"I got suspended for the rest of the week." I didn't bother looking his way as i hit play on the remote. Immediately the questions came

"What!? Why? What did you..." he trailed off and than it clicked in his head. "You're the one who broke Hannah's nose! No way! What did she do?"

"It doesn't matter. Why do you care anyways." I snapped at him. My emotions were all over the place. One moment i wanted him to care and the next i wanted him to go jump off a cliff. It made me dizzy thinking about it.

"Because i just do. What did she do to you? You could have came and got me and i would have dealt with it." Im not sure how he could have fixed any of it. Plus im a big girl and i can deal with the consequences of my actions.

"Im a big girl i don't need your help. I can handle my self just fine, clearly." I didn't feel like arguing with him so i explained what happened. "I was heading to my locker and she shoved me. I told her 'You better have a good excuse for shoving me or im going to give you a reason for a nose job.' She proceeded to call me a dirty whore and to stay away from you. So i told her that her excuse sucked and punched her, maybe a little bit to hard." I couldn't help but laugh remembering the shock on her face. She didn't really deserve to be punched like that but nothing i can do now.

Cole was borderline pissing him self laughing. "I would have paid to see you put that skank in her place. That's priceless!" After a few moments he collected his thoughts and became more serious.

"Hannah storms around like the world revolves around her. Ive told her numerous times that we are NOT together. Maybe you punching her will get that across."

If Cole didn't sleep with her repeatedly than she probably wouldn't feel that way about him. He kind of brought it on himself being the man whore he is.

"Highly doubtful. Lord only knows what form of hell she is going to put me through." I rolled my eyes and put my attention back on the tv screen. Ive missed nearly half of this movie now. Grabbing a pillow i curled up on the couch with my head towards Cole and pulled the blanket over me.

It wasn't long before i drifted off into a restless sleep. My dreams of being beaten up plague most of my nights. Usually i wake up screaming and sweating. In my dream I can't defend my self because i freeze up. I always worry that I'll go back to being weak and pathetic.