Let's Pretend We Never Happened

Chapter 16- November 23rd

Chapter 16- November 23rd

I wasn’t quite ready to face Landon.

Yeah sure I’d written him what I’d thought to be the semi-cute note for breakfast but that was just kinda reassuring him that everything was okay. Which it kinda wasn’t.

So, in order to get away and escape, I decided to return to my tree.

Well it wasn’t my tree, but I’d like to think of it that way. Landon had warned me away from it, because that’s where I’d met the Status Code a few short weeks ago but for some wacky reason, that made me want to go near it even more.

I was going to be a journalist; which meant I’d have to face danger on a regularly basis and find the scoop about it. Plus, I’d learnt from a few fellow classmates that the Status Code weren’t as bad as I’d originally presumed them to be.

I mean, they weren’t some kind of class A criminal rapists- they were just some teenage testosterone filled idiots who had been brought up to be taught that women could be bought with money and looks- and if not that, then by force.

That didn’t scare me that much. I was brought up in amiddle to low average neighbourhood and I’d seen much worse in my day.

The tree was far too sacred to me to let a bunch of desperate nincompoops from letting me sit there.

Aaah, the tree...It was at the perfect location- between where all my classes were, and my dorm room.

It was sugar maple, and therefore smelled that rich old tree smell that I’d always loved but never had the opportunity to smell, and it was peaceful.

The library was full of loud obnoxious seniors trying to pretend they were prepping for exams so that they’re parents would give away their trust funds to them when, next year, they turned 18.

The scholarship kids- the ones who actually had to try- yeah, they picked selective spots that were as ideal as my tree.

It was unusual how my tree was actually unoccupied enough to be called mine, but I chopped that off to the fact that it was Status Code lurking spot.

I hadn’t seen them in a while...all except for Lawrence and Spain, both of whom were in classes with me and were unavoidable.

Maybe they’d given up on me- what with my amazing charm and continuous hints that I’d chop off their man-parts if they’d touch me again.

But I was still weary, these guys weren’t chicken and I had a feeling that thinking they were out of my life for good was just my form of wishful thinking.

Today, I especially didn’t want them near me.

It was really too bad that fate was an evil trigger happy thing that liked to play with my head.

“Well if it isn’t predictable little Piper...how- well, predictable- it is to see you here. Doing your homework, no less.”

“Some of us like to pass Junior year, Lawrence, so you know, we can get on with our lives and move on from high school...but I guess you wouldn’t understand, would you?” I snapped, wanting to keep this conversation as short as possible.

 “Spunky today, I see.”

“I’m spunky everyday...you just don’t honor me with your company so I can show you proof.” I retorted sarcastically. He sat beside me and I gazed up at him.

He looked the same- he looked the same every day. There were only so many ways you could look like you didn’t care.

Same wispy dark hair, disheveled outfit, bouncing eyes and that oh-so-daunting smirk.