We Meet Again // Sequel To KBWDW ✔ COMPLETED (UNEDITED)

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(This chapter is dedicated to all my fans who wanted another chapter. ;D. Your welcome! 1000+ words.)

~Mia's pov~

I was freaking out, luckily they were distracted by the kids running up to them, and hugging their knees. I looked at them, and they looked... different. It seemed like they haven't slept in days, if you looked closely, they had eyebags, but you wouldn't notice if you weren't looking at them long enough.

"Hello kids!" They said in unision, getting a squeal of excitement for a response.

Oh, how I missed their voices. They still haven't looked at me, so I slowly crept to the door to get out.

"Ms. Hudson?" A boy named Jordan called out to me.

Busted.

I mentally cursed myself and turned around, "Yes, Jordan?" I asked, keeling down to his level.

"Where were you going?" He asked curiously.

"Um.. I just needed to go to the bathroom." I made up an excuse to leave.

"Really?" He totally wasn't buying the lie.

"What about you recommend a song to them?" I asked, knowing that it the suggestion worked, since he turned around and started making his way to them. I stood back up, and turned the door handle.

"Do you guys smell something?" Zach whispered to the guys, making me stiffen.

"Who's the girl with the white hair with purple tips?" Jack mumured out loud.

"That's our Teacher, Ms. Hudson!" Kelly and Jordan said in sync.

I cringed, and opened the door. Getting out of the room as quick as possible. They might of think that I was weird, but I didn't care. I didn't want to get hurt again. I'm not risking it anymore. I rushed to the bathroom, and looks at the mirror.

"Don't let them get to you."

'But they're our mates.'

"They hurt us."

'We don't know the full story.'

"Corbyn said it himself. They brought us mental and physical pain. Why can't you see that?"

'Do what you want, I'll always and forever love them. Nothing will change my mind.'

I was having a mental battle in my head. This voice is telling me to forgive them, but I'm still hurt. Yes, it's been 5 years, but the wound is still fresh. They might have moved on. I sighed, I know I have to go back in there. I better get it done and over with. While walking to the classroom, I made a plan;

1, Don't make physical contact.

2, Don't get too close.

3, Don't speak too much, because they might figure that it's me.

4, Try to ignore them.

And lastly, 5, Don't stare and avoid eye contact.

I turned the door knob, went back to my seat, and the boys started to sing.

"It's hard to act like I don't think about you, sometimes. I should win an Oscar."

"It was my birthday, right at the end of the night, it was the first time, he hurt you bad and you cried. Right in my arms, fell to a million pieces. Held you together, girl I know all your secrets."

"Do you, know how it is to, be the one who fix you? And all you do, is run back to the one who breaks your heart. You're making this too hard."

"I know I said I'll be your friend, but it's too hard. Hard, it's just too hard
I said I'll be there to the end but it's too hard. Hard, it's just too hard
You keep runnin' back to him, I know it's hard. Hard, it's just too hard
I know I said I'll be your friend, but it's too hard. Hard, it's just too hard"  They sang the chorus all together, it sounded like angels singing from about, but it made me feel a bit sad, yet happy. If you think about the lyrics, it has a deeper meaning than you think.

"It's hard to sing along to songs. That people sing when their happy. I should win a Grammy."

"You block his number, and then you call me instead. You give him distance, and then you sleep in my bed. You say you miss him, and you go crawlin' back. That's my mission, it's to be here when you're sad.."

They finished the song, which made me a bit emotional, but I fought back the tears by blinking rapidly. The boys finished all the songs from the album, making the kids cheer and clap, making me clap along with them.

"Thank you for the wonderful performance, what do you say kids?" I asked them,

"THANK YOU WHY DON'T WE!!" They screamed happily, making the boys thank them too, for listening.

"Thank you guys for supporting us, hopefully we'll come back here!" Corbyn said in a jolly voice, making all the kids nod in agreement.

I went over to the door, and put my hand on the door handle. Zach did too. The sparks and fluttering in my stomach came back. Zach looked at me, but before he can get a good look at me, Daniel pushed him out of the room. Making me relieved, but the stupid mate bond is making me upset that he didn't recognize that it's me.

My emotion was all over the place for the rest of the day, but I made sure to keep my emotions in check in front of the children. When school was over, I went to Tera, and told her to pick Alexander up, while I'll be tortured for the rest of the night. I got in the car but felt someone following me. I looked around to check, but no one was there, so I ignored it. I went to my house and locked the door. I filled my bathtub with ice, and cold water. I prepared everything for tonight's event.

"Let's get this done and over with."

~Zach's pov~

I touched Ms. Hudson's hand, and felt huge sparks errupt. I was shocked, and was about to look at her face, but Daniel pushed me out before I could.

Once we were far enough from the door, I halted and turned around to face the boys.

"There's something up with Ms. Hudson." I finally spoke.

"What do you mean?" Corbyn asked,

"I touched her hand by accident, then I felt sparks." I explained.

They looked at each other wide-eyed.

"No way..."

"That can't be possible!"

"It can't be..."

"Follow her." Jonah said suddenly. "What?" Jack blurted out, looking at Jonah. "Follow her. She might be a clue, or..." Jonah stiffened.

"It could be her." Daniel said, putting the peices together.

We all waited in the jeep, waiting for... Her. She drove home, and we kept a good distance between her car and ours. It was a full moon tonight.

Tonight's going to be eventful.

Why?

Because I feel the need to shift, and rip open the door that Ms. Hudson just walked through.

'.....'

"We're getting her back tonight."