|Falling for Octavia|

01 | The Big Secret

My cheeks turned a darker shade of crimson as I felt my boyfriend Tyler wrap his arms around my waist and kiss the top of my head. I wasn't one for PDA at school and even though we had been dating for over a year, I still cringed at the thought.

Spinning on my heels towards Tyler I giggled and took his hand into my own. Tyler was my first love, my first time. Nearly all my first things we stared together.

"How are you, sweet one?" Tyler muttered, his voice low and kind at the same time. I stared into his green eyes longingly. The emerald puddles that made me swoon and fall in indescribable love.

"I'm good Ty, just mad that I left my English book at home. Again!" I said in a frustrated tone as I turned back around and carried on rummaging through my locker trying to find my book. I shut the locker in anger, waited a few seconds and then reopened it in hope that when I looked back it would have magically appeared inside. Of course there was no luck, so I gave up and planned to head towards my class.

Tyler chuckled lowly behind me as his phone started to blast. He picked it up in a hurry as I watched him with a raised brow. He answered the call in a quiet voice so I could barely hear and gave me a wave as he headed in another direction. Probably his best friend Ryan.

Quickly, I checked my watch and realised I still had ten minutes until my great English lesson. At least I had ten whole minutes to worry about bringing my book. I shook my head and started treading towards where I knew my friends would be, specifically my best friend in the school, Angel. We had been best friends since nappies and been through thick and thin together. Nothing she could do would ever upset me.

I wasn't wrong when I said that I knew where my friends would be, in the cafeteria buying breakfast and throwing jokes over the table. Choruses of laughs filled the room as I approached them and they all waved and encouraged me to sit down. I planned on having a girly talk with Angel but she was busy talking non the phone and when I arrived she coughed loudly and hurried out of the room. What was going on with phone all today? I brushed it off and started talking to Anais and Eve. Whilst the boys started ramming on about Fifa.

"So what did you guys do this weekend?" I questioned and they're faces lit up.

"My mum grounded me for doing something." Eve said with a slight smirk on her face.

"What did you do?" Anais asked and took a bite of her hot cross bun, the smell filled my nose and I remembered that I hadn't eaten breakfast today and my stomach sank at the thought.

"So, I was joking around with Becka," Becka was her twin sister and they were close to the point that they were basically the same person. "We were playing trying to see who would be better at deep throating so we grabbed bananas and I pushed it down to far and it got lodged in my throat."

All three of us laughed maniacally at the story and Anais ended up crying. It didn't seem odd for Eve to do that I mean in fact it seems like a weekly thing for her. Eve and her twin were probably the most popular girls in school and not the slutty type of girls. The main reason they were popular was because they joked around and were kind to everybody in their paths, regarding whether they were nerds or the hottest bus in their paths.

Tyler was definitely popular, with his green eyes and swoop of blonde hair on his head. He looked like he came out of a vogue magazine and not my boyfriend. When I landed him I was shocked to say the least, I was no where near as good looking as he was. On the other hand, I was half popular. I wasn't the queen bee of the school nor the quiet kid who had no friends. I just sit with the popular group and have a group of people who like me. Not the whole school like Tyler.

"Octavia, come on lesson time." I heard Anais say and I picked up my bag and started to head towards the class that would only be pure torment.

By the time I arrived at English I was the last person to be seated and I cursed myself for not realising that I should have just hurried up and maybe missed detention. Building up the courage I went to the front of the class.

"Good Morning, Ms June. Listen tiny mishap, I may have forgotten my English book again." I started and she slid her glasses down her long nose with a glare in her eyes.

"Detention," she spoke flatly and handed me a couple of sheets of lined paper. "Today after schools finished, get there quickly."

I nodded and mentally rolled my eyes, "which room?" I asked giving in to the detention. I mean I did forget my book. Still doesn't mean that she should've been so mean though. Do teachers not realise that we are in fact humans?

"West wing, third door. I think."

"You think?" I sarcastically responded and then widened my eyes in surprise when I realised what I had just said. I hurried to my seat quickly and took a seat next to Angel. Yes!! I forgot my best friend was in the same class as me.

As I plopped next to her I saw her swallow deeply and then covered it up with a smile. She was hiding something from me, I knew it. "Angel what's up with you?" I asked my eyes investigating hers, prepared to see a reaction.

"Not much," she said avoiding eye contact and then reaching into her bag to pull out her pencil case. "Did you do the homework?" She asked. Avoiding eye contact! Something was definitely up with her.

"No I forgot my book. " I started to write the date and title in the book before watching her carefully to find out what was going on. Ok, I should be a detective or investigator. A text popped up on her phone and she picked up her phone and answered in within a second. As she read it, her cheeked flushed pink and her fingers hungrily tapped back onto her phone in pleasure. It was a boy, that was the big secret.

I snatched her phone out of her hand with a laugh and squinted as I read the name but before I could she ripped the phone out of my hand. "What the fuck are you doing!?" She hissed and stuffed her phone into her pocket.

"Chill out Angel, I just wanted to know who the mystery boy you were texting was. It was meant to be a joke. I'm sorry." I defended as I raised my hands.

"Well, just stop trying to be jokey. I'm not in the mood, especially with you." Angel snapped back and turned back to the teacher. We barely fought and whenever we did it ended in laughing or forgiving each other. Also it wasn't like I had done anything terrible, we always went on each others phone before like we owned them. She probably hates me. Maybe she has brain damage, that seems more likely.

The lesson ended, even though it felt like the slowest hour of my life and eventually I had the pleasure of leaving the hell hole of a lesson. After than the day passed quickly. Lunch time was filled with more stories and Tyler copying down my maths homework. Angel didn't come to lunch though, maybe she does have a brain cancer. I should have touch wooded it.

Right now I was pretty happy with the idea of my life. I was surviving life at the moment one step at a time. Not to brag or anything but to count my blessing, I had a gorgeous, love boyfriend and great friends. My academic life wasn't failing terribly so life wasn't the worst it could be. Or has been.

I had a free period as my last lesson so I decided to head to the toilets and sort out my hair that was at the moment knotty and a mess. I ran to the bathroom and locked myself in, checking myself out in the mirror.

I'm not sure how I would describe myself, my hair is long. Almost black, and reaches the curve of my waist. I stand at 5'3 and am quite slender. Not model like though, but around 130lbs. My skin is not pale white and glowing but I take after the Hispanic in me and have a slight yellow to my skin tone. A few freckles dot around my face. Previously I have been told my lips are pretty, pouty and pink. Though my eyes are chocolate brown not interesting to me. I sometimes get told I'm beautiful but who doesn't?

I sort my hair out with my hands and huff into the mirror, I don't usually take the biggest care in the world for my appearance, it isn't like me. But Tyler was off me slightly today so maybe fixing my hair will make me look slightly better.

Once I had finished in the toilet, I scurried out and headed to the library to pick out a few books. The librarian greeted me with a smile and I spent the rest of my free period reading books and becoming emotionally invested in them. I do get too attached to book characters sometimes and it is a problem, haha.

Anyway, as I said the free period flew by and it clicked that it was time for my detention, happy times. The