I was now sitting outside my counsilers office. I want to leave but I resist the urge to.
I sat there and hanged my head. This was stupid why was I here! people needed help more than me. I leaped out the chair and stormed out the door. Then something landed on my shoulder the radiating warmth soothed my tense back and relaxed my muscles putting me in a trance. I broke free and sharply turned around and before me stood Mason. I rolled my eyes "What do you want now?".
"What are you doing here?" He asks questioning me
"What are you doing here?" I smirk
"I asked the question first so you should answer it first" He pushes making the conversation heated
"I don't have to answer anything I don't want to"
He grunts mumbling something I couldn't make out.
I then turned on my heel and paraded off down the street leaving him with his thoughts.
"Elena! Elena!" Oh shit that was my counsellor
I walked quickly down the highway in my wedges doing anything to get out of her sight.
When I realised it was too late a crack in the pathway tripped me up and I fell face first into the floor. I picked myself up quickly and straightened out my clothes but I was too late she had caught up to me
"Elena I thought we had an appointment!"
"We do I just forgot something in my car" I made an excuse but I was hoping she couldn't see through my lies.
"well then get what you need" She started walking toward the towering building above her and eventually disappeared inside.
I waited until I thought she had gotten quite far to start walking back.
"Hey are you okay?" The edges of his mouth raised as he smothered his smirk in his hand.
I pouted "I didn't know you was still standing there! Its not funny!" I stomped my foot.
He chuckles his deep and raspy voice calming my nerves. I couldn't stay mad at him for that long as he manipulated me with his cute puppy eyes.
He leaned against a pole close to my car his hair swept over to the right. I leaned over to grab my bag in my car and he whistled.
Idiot..
My arm came swinging round and I slapped him round the head with my purse and slammed the car door.
Without looking back I pushed open the glass doors and stepped into the building.
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