The Loudest Silence

Isabella

The day was passing by faster than I had anticipated. My first two classes, which were English and Psychology passed by fairly quickly with the professors simply providing an outline of what to expect for the semester. 

Each moment that passed, I couldn't help but wonder how it was even possible that I was attending college. Months ago the thought of even going outside was scarce, yet here I was attending my first ever college classes. 

Isla had met up with me after my second class for lunch and mostly vented about how she had once again misplaced her newly bought headphones. We both ate before bidding our goodbyes and heading to our last class for the day. 

Glancing down at my schedule I looked to see which building I was headed to next seeing as my next class was a history course. 

Making my way across campus, I looked around at the various students mingling with their friends. My thoughts fell back to Fletcher whom I hadn't seen since we had parted ways early morning. He was a very talkative person, the opposite of me, but I didn't mind that about him since he seemed to be nice. 

I had tried to stop myself from thinking about Rick who I knew would be checking in soon to ensure I wasn't doing anything out of line. Roman, who I was told was supposed to be looking over me was absent throughout the day, or many I had just been oblivious to his presence. He seemed to be very aloof and standoffish, so I wouldn't be surprised to know that he hadn't announced his presence to me.

I soon arrived in front of the classroom and glanced down at my watch to see that I had made it few minutes before the class was due to begin. Upon entering, I glanced around to see that nearly every seat in the class was occupied. The students seated were chatting amongst themselves as I made my way down the rows to find an empty seat.

I soon spotted a seat near the top corner of the room and made my way over. As I got closer to the seat, I noticed the same boy who had sat beside me during English was now seated beside the empty seat.

He wore a dark scowl on his face as his eyes roamed over the room. Opposed to the friendly smiles he had exhibited earlier, he now appeared to unapproachable and unfriendly as he broodingly sat in his seat.

I quietly walked over to the seat, and sat down, avoiding eye contact with the two people seated on both sides of me.

Earlier today, he had struck me as an odd person. He was undoubtedly very attractive and seemed to be popular, yet he chose to sit beside me, the quiet, shy girl, when various other seats were available.

Though we had only exchanged a few words, I had made a mental note to myself to not make anymore friends. Isla was my roommate so there was no way of avoiding a casual friendship with her and Fletcher was simply an acquaintance, and that was as far I was willing to go. 

I would be civil and nice to my classmates, but anything beyond that I would avoid because with Rick and Roman looming above my heads, I was bound get caught up in some mess, and I wasn't willing to drag innocent people into it. 

Pulling out an empty notebook and a pen, I began doodling on the inside as I silently waited for the professor to begin class. The girl seated beside me was tapping away on her phone, lost in another dimension, whereas the guy beside had his stare focused solely on me. 

I promptly avoided his eyes, keeping mine focused on the little flowers I was drawing inside my notebook. 

A throat cleared beside my before a large hand grasping a pen came in my line of vision.