Chapter 6

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CHAPTER 6( YESSSSS)was already out on Inkitt, but hey. You get it here my sad little people.

This chapter was originally supposed to be like super long. 

Then I rewrote it. 

Might I say that the wattpad version is better edited than the Inkitt one. Just saying. 

6.5 and 7 are next!


"Let's go somewhere." Lunch had long ended. The last class was before us and no words had come out of their mouths. Rumors of my expulsion had roamed the school and eyes had concentrated on me more than I would like. All around me were people already getting ready to forget about me. Emilio had made it his job to make sure all their grief didn't come and hurt me. Many times today had people who wanted to show me how I didn't belong here anymore and made sure I knew. He was the least happy out of all of us. Sometimes I would seem him give a long stare, stuck in old memories.

Diego wasn't taking it as good news either, but his mind was more closed off to help keep Emilio from bursting out. No one could see that to everyone else, they thought they looked like guards leading a prisoner off in the final moments to execution. Only I knew that I had gotten a bit closer to them as people the last year and they wanted to spend the last few moments I had with me. Maybe find a way out of this predicament.

I didn't let their moods affect me, not like it was going to. I branded my usual smile and patiently waited as the day continued. The bile had risen significantly since then and it forced me down the same hole as I continued with my plan from the beginning. I stalked the two newcomers more intently than before.

Sarah was a cute girl. She stayed reserved and seemed to hold every rule to perfection. A parent complex it seems as she wanted to stand proud. She seemed arrogant in her form and refused to acknowledge anyone. She wasn't friending with the beast either. They sometimes met up, stared at each other, passed words, and moved on. She didn't trust him as much as I didn't trust everyone.

The Beast or Alexander was quiet, snarky at times, but also seemed to have one goal on his mind. He stared intently sometimes, finding things and glaring at whoever comes close. The school seems to be the least of his problems. He was searching, eyes of a predator. I had run into him multiple times on the last few classes and he just glared at me, but I knew he was watching me as much as I was watching him. In the last class, we had to work together for a project. He pushed the paper towards to me and said to do it while he continued to stare people down. Might I say that his Spanish is perfection? He speaks fluent Spanish with even the best Spanish accent out of the dialects and it sends all reels of questions with me. I pushed the papers back and tested to know if he knew sign language, which he did, by replying with a simple "this is a group project you know?"

He glared me down furiously. It was kind of funny. In three seconds, the work was down for both sides and he continued staring. Curiosity got the best of me and I asked him what he was looking for. He didn't really answer, the glare got worse as well, but he said he was looking for someone. I told him that if I knew who, I could help. That I knew everyone in the school.

He scoffs, "I don't believe that."

"Better believe it. See that guy over there. Tommy Mister Tom. He is the local geek, well, for now, he's getting beaten down by his brother, that does have a higher IQ than him no matter what he says. Got a few family issues, but pretty average. The girl over there was miss Scottyyy. They named her after a boy because of the previous history with a family being a transgender, don't tell anyone I told you that, she hates her history. Pretty average for her as well, but she is a serious party girl, well, illegally." I continued on for most of the class, listing all the traits that won't get them the most reprimand. I felt like telling him, out of mere science. I wondered how he will react. Either way, I was signing in Spanish, not like anyone knows that anymore. But him.

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