.Through The Dark.(H.S)

Chapter 3

(A.N. Hey I'm sorry the last chapter was short but I've been busy. Anyway, carry on..)

I stare at the note, my lips parted and eyes wide. Why did he do that? and why was this in his pocket?

I glanced back to Harry only to see him not there. I looked restlessly around the room for him- but he wasn't there.

"Alright, times up. now, who would like to share there picture?" the teacher asked, fixing her glasses on the bridge of her nose.

A voice beside me made me jump out of my skin, but gave me goosebumps.

"I think Rose should," I turned slightly to see Harry there with a small smirk. "Shouldn't you Rose?" He asked with a deeper commanding voice.

"O-Ok," I stuttered. The teacher gave us a look before she snatched my paper from my grip and gasped with excitement.

"Oh how lovely! Rose, Dear, how did you ever learn this skill?" she asked, making everyone's eyes dart from me to my paper with amusement and interest.

"I learned m-myself." I said quietly. Harry nudged me with his elbow, making me flinch with his elbow hitting my new bruise.

"I learned myself." I said louder. Harry nodded, impressed as the teacher gave my paper back after smothering me in complements.

Once she started talking about something else, I stuffed my paper in my art folder as Harry looked at me curiously.

"What?" I snapped, not in the mood to be social all of a sudden.

He looked surprised at my change of being quiet and shy to snappy and rude.

"Nothing. Forget it. " He grumbled, a sour attitude taking over him.

"Come on' tell me." I pushed, now growing anxious of what he was going to say.

"No. Drop it." He hissed as my eyes widened. I grew quiet again and packed up my notebook and pencils.

When she dismissed the class, I strode up an out of the classroom ignoring Harry's apologies and requests to slow down.

I darted into my next class- physical Education. Not my favorite but I enjoy running.

I got dressed into my black athletic shorts down to my mid thigh and my white t-shirt with my last name printed on the back of it.

I put my long brown hair into a high ponytail and started walking out before a high pitched voice stopped me.

"Hey Rose," I peered around and saw Aryana Howly. My bully of 8 years.

"What?" I mumbled. She smirked, toying with my notebook. My notebook. My eyes widened then they formed into a glare.

"Looking for this? I actually find it funny how your family died all because of you. Don't you all agree?" she teased, making every one of her fake friends laugh and agree in return.

"Give it back!" I demanded, not wanting them to remind me of my family.

She put a finger on her chin, making it seem as if she was debating on handing it over but no, everyone knows she won't do that in ten thousand ears from now.

"Nah, I'm good. Maybe we can show your little friends about what you did to your family, what do you think?" she asked as she walked out of the locker room with all of her friends.

I ran out, hot on her trail." Aryana, please, give it back." I begged. This was starting to cause a sene. just what she wanted.

"Why should I?" she sneered. j was about to beg again before a tall guy with curly hair stepped in front of me. That caused everyone to shut up and gape at him.

"Because I believe she was asking nicely. So, would you give her back her notebook?" He said, his voice threatening and demanding.

Aryana nodded fearfully and shoved my notebook in my face before running off Into the corner of the room with her 'friends'.

I sighed in relief before giving him a small smile. "Thanks Harry." I muttered before walking into my corner of the gym alone as usual.

But he followed.

"Why was she so mean to you?" he asked, sitting on the floor beside me.

"I don't know. Ask her." I answered bluntly. He looked at me and sighed distressed.

"Come on Rose, I'm trying to help you out. If I hadn't have helped you out there you would have been a mess."

I scoffed and rolled my eyes." Why would you care? you barely know me." I stated, starring at the wall.

He gave me a hard look. "I may not seem so smart Love, but I know alot more than you think."