The Nerd's Secret |Ongoing|

☫ Chapter 19 ☫

☫ Chapter 19 ☫

I really should have thought this through.

     "Pfft. Okay, Alex," Kelly said abruptly while scoffing and smacking her lips together. The sound of her tongue clicking in annoyance echoed against the bathroom walls, reminding me how I was certainly not alone. I managed to keep my breathing to a minimum and made sure it wasn't audible. My hands firmly clasped against my mouth for precaution. "You might want to be a part of this but I don't."

     "It's not that I want to be a part of this," Alex replied with a soft sigh, not seeming as agitated as Kelly but bothered nonetheless. "It's that I don't mind participating."

     "Yeah, but blackmailing is a low blow," Kelly retorted, anger evident by her tone. "Even for Raven."

     For some bizarre reason, I could vividly imagine her facial expressions. Her eyebrows were most likely raised in an offended manner, looking bewildered and disgusted. Her eyes itself are probably filled with disbelief and frustration seeping in just as well. The finishing touch would usually be an eye roll and a pop of her lips so I wouldn't be surprised if that were to happen. This was all while she tapped her feet impatiently on the floor and her arms positioned over her chest tightly. Of course, I can't be sure of that.

     Especially in the case where a bathroom stall is placed in front of any potential view whatsoever, blocking the answer to my theory completely. Though that was fortunate for the current predicament I inadvertently landed myself in. I stared at the blue stall door, contemplating my idiocy that I wasn't aware I had in the first place. I shifted slightly. The toilet seat wasn't too comfortable but in truth, who was I to complain?

      To be perfectly honest, I feel like I'm trespassing.

     The palm of my hands rested themselves against my knees, my fingers digging deep in nervously, gripping it. I chewed on my lower lips, blowing my cheeks up relentlessly. And despite the urge to let out a groan, I didn't. Rather, I squeezed my eyes shut and shook my head. Pondering on the reason why I even woke up this morning.

     See, I didn't want to be here. Here meaning the girl's bathroom.

     I'd like to backspace on that sentence real quick because that sounds really weird and creepy. I think I should explain.

     I don't know how far I'll have to justify myself in order for you to believe me that this wasn't deliberate in the slightest. I didn't want to end up in the girl's bathroom and listen on to their conversations that appear to be somewhat relevant to my life.

     When I entered the theater just moments ago, I didn't envision myself running out of there to hide in a bathroom. Particularly the girl's bathroom. This wasn't premeditated and I'm sorry.

     Thing is when I came to the realization that Jaxon Dominic —yes that Jaxon Dominic— was also a part of Drama, I went through the process that any other person would go through. The fight or flight response. That means I either went with my adrenaline and fought or I ran away; flight. And seeing as I am the person I am, that being a coward, I took the best possible approach. Flight. I didn't literally fly. Even though, at that point, it seemed like the perfect option. Instead, I excused myself and went into hiding.

     I'd like to say that I did that in a very mature and sophisticated matter. Not that I was already hyperventilating and tripping over my feet.

     I'll admit it, I'm being a bit melodramatic and kind of throwing things out of proportion. It's just...well...he's sort of not the nicest person? That's especially when his target is me and as you've innocently witnessed, that's usually how it works. So I figured that I shouldn't place myself in a position where I could be easily attacked. It was all pretty sudden. I was listening to Raven. She was gathering all the members of the club, readying herself to explain something.