Runaway h.s. (EDITING)

chapter 2

The sun shines bright through the windows casting a shadow on Mia’s empty bed. I walk to the closet to get some cloths for the day. I brush off the lint from my shorts after rolling around on my bed and head to the door. When I step out the door, a five foot tall male with curly brown hair and skinny jeans is leaning against the wall with his hands shoved in his pockets and looking at the pavement. I try not to catch his attention, I slip passed him and walk to my classes for the day. I walk into my history class, set my bag down slide into my seat and pull out my laptop, opening up Microsoft word to type down my notes, (I don’t write fast)

Just as Mr. Fey starts to lecture us about WW2, which I've heard about my whole life because of my uncle Jim, he had-

"Don't forget to write my notes down" he interrupted my thoughts. i don't know how to respond to something so demanding, like I'm not rude, unless i have to be, and I've never held a conversation with this man, boy, guy, bastard. That will do. Why am i even discussing this with myself, he’s a cheap man whore who bags girls who don't say no (they never do) except me, it’s a definite no.

"I'm not sleeping with you" i whisper behind my hair, it’s like barrier for everything, to hide, and not be seen.

i hear a raspy chuckle "I didn't ask you to" he pauses "I mean, unless you want to" i watch as an impish grin creeps across his face. His head falls back in small chuckles. his dimples are so prominent that i swear you could drown in them

"How about no. and I know who you are,, and I'm not falling for it." i sheepishly reply.

When i whip my tendrils of hair away from my face showing I'm not a chickenshit, then that's when i realize just how close

he was. i watch as he backs away and rubs his left eye with his long ringed

fingers.

"Oww" he smiles from ear to ear

pinching the bridge of his nose sliding his arm back to his lap

Wow i didn't even realize that he was all up on me. And what really surprised me is that Mr. Fey didn’t say anything.

I didn't know what to do but to just stare at this man beside me.

"Sorry?" i cringe, and watch as the

white around his irises fade back to the normal color there supposed to be.

Which isn't red.

The rest of the class mostly contained of Mr.Fey telling us about his kids, and how they are the cutest little's things that

life could ever give you.

i kept hearing Mr. Fey call on this guy named Harry. it took me long enough to realize that harry was the guy sitting next to me, Zayn's cousin, the school slut who never settles down for anyone.

He kept making crude remarks about Mr.Fey’s

kids and how he would never in a million years have kids.

...

i passed my science exams luckily, and got some extra credit work done. Even though i have test anxiety, i think i did

pretty well.

I grab the tray the cafeteria lady shoves in

front of my face. I find Mia in the mess hall, and then take the seat to her

right. I set my tray out in front of me, I’m not one to critique others cooking

but in this case i think i have an exception.

“Hey, you had that science exam to, right?" Mia ask with a mouth full of food

“Uhh yeah i think everyone did?” i asked utterly confused, maybe only certain classes had to take the exam?

“Zayn?” Mia prompts

“I'm pretty sure everyone did babe.” he says with an adoring smirk, then planting a small kiss on the corner of her mouth.

“Ohh" she murmurs, pushing what i think is sweet and sour chicken, around on her tray.

“Did you pass?" her eyes lighting up with worry

“Uhh yeah but, only by like three points." when I look up from my tray I see harry push open the cafeteria doors with two barbies draped over his shoulders desperate for attention. One with a bubble gum pink v-neck, and frayed light blue shorts from Hollister. The other twig is wearing a black tank, and spandex shorts.

He makes his way to our table, each step as heavy as the next. Sliding in to the seat at the end of the table, the Barbie decides to plant herself on his lap. Harry just props his leg out allowing her to, engaging in a conversation with Niall a transfer student in my English class.

I twiddle my fingers, seeing how fast I can move one around another, with my hair gradually draping in front of my face. All my hair is in front my face when I hear Mia shout “Gross, get a room you whores!” I look up to find harry and Barbie eating each other’s faces.

I wasn’t wrong, like I said he doesn’t like relationships and never wants to be in one. He told me when we were in history, that he likes a girl with no strings attached. This pretty much explains everything that you need to know, about him.

Barbies face is hysterical when the words hit her. She turns her head, eyes darting directly to me, I lift my hands in surrender and point to Mia. Mia proudly owns up to it, and lifts her chin in a what-are-you-goanna-do-about-it motion. Just as Barbie launches her hand back to through something at Mia, she’s gone.

Harry had jerked his leg out from underneath

her, sending her straight to the ceramic tiles with a smack. He simply grinned

and said “Sorry Kim but I can't let you do that to my friend."

she huffed, wiped herself off, and stomped away with her twig friend. As he gets to walk out he stops by Zayn, and whispers something in his ear.

“What? no!" Zayn replies

“You're right, wrong person” harry whispers, bending down into Mia’s ear this time

I stare at Mias face for a reaction of some sort; her face is still, and blank. I swear she looks like she about to fall asleep or something. "Okay?" Mia answers.

“Hey get your face out of my girls ear!” Zayn says pushing harry away

He lifts his hands in surrender “Networking, I'm networking!” he smirks, walking towards the double doors.

“Curiouser and curiouser” I whisper to myself “What did he want?" I ask nosily. Zayn pinches the bridge of his nose and waits for Mia to tell me. Her florescent gray

eyes meat mine when she says "He wants you to come over to his and Zayn's place."