beautiful Mistake

chapter 7

He studied me for a minute before relaxing slightly and leaning back in his seat, "Good...now that we have the hard part over with the least we can do is get to know each other," he said with a simple smile. I raised an eyebrow as the conversation got to safer grounds, but went along with it. We talked about all the aspects of our life, just the basics on my part; I wasn't going to tell him anything that might give myself away. He seemed pleasant know, but I had a feeling there was a monster on the inside of him just waiting to jump out at the slitest argument.

I had found myself actually enjoying his part of the story, no matter how few that may be, but his words were drawing me in. All too soon I found the bell ringing, and me with an empty tray; one of the first I've had in years. Sighing, I guess I wouldn't eat as much for dinner tonight. We got up and dumped the rememants of our meal into the trash can before walking out together into the hallways.

Tristin paused by my locker, and eventually helped me pry open it, as it refused to succumb to a person who had stuffed it so full. I groaned when it was beyond help, "Guess I will just be telling the teachers to give me my books tomorrow and beg the janitor tomorrow morning to help me open this tin bucket with a crow bar," I said in disgust, kicking the base of the locker. I had been stuck with it for four years, and I couldn't help feeling happy this was the last year that I would have to deal with its stubbornness.

He shrugged and walked me to class, it wasn't a comfortable accompaniment, I felt Inervous on edge around him, definitely not like a boyfriend walking his girlfriend to class. That's probably what it looked like, but I would never date someone like him, I scoffed at the thought. He gave me an amused look, as if trying to guess my thoughts but I just shook my head.

"Well, I guess I will have to suffer through another lunch with you tomorrow," I sneered as we got to class. The teacher gave a glance in my direction, before indicating for me to sitdown. "You're lucky it's the second day of school, and I'm still lenient, Miss Williams, don't be late again," she said, as I slumped in my seat.

What did I have to do to get rid of the past.

"You are grumbling a lot more than usual..." Quinn commented as I walked her to her sixth hour, we were walking slower than normal, not afraid that she would be marked late as it was still the second day of school, I had already proved that teacher's were lenient this week.

Am not," I countered, but I noticed the grumble in my tone and huffed, Id the weight of the backpack on my shoulder, having sweet talked one of the teachers to help me pry my locker from its hinges. In other words, I would be getting a reassignment of my locker, that might be the only highlight of the day. The bell went off before I could elaborate my mental condition to her, well in the most in descriptive way possible, because even though I felt a start of a hatred growing towards good ol'Tristan, I felt determined to keep the secret that, a secret.

"Well I got to go...guess I'll be seeing you tomorrow, remember we have to go over the fall party plans again," she reminded me, and I smiled giving her a wave before she trotted off to her classroom. Defeated, I walked to the entrance of the school. Feeling childish I pressed my face against the cool glass, to see the rain splattering hard against the sidewalk still, and my car only a short distance away.

I was once again grateful that I had thought of getting a close parking spot today. I didn't see anybody outside, and a flicker of hope sparked in my eyes. Maybe Tristan had forgot about me? Smiling wryly, I pulled the hood to my jacket tightly around my head, before pushing open the door and rushing out into the cold rain. I was soaked to the bone by the time I had reached my car and dug my keys out of my pocket. Crawling into the car, I quickly fired the car to life with shaking hands. Turning the heat up all the way, I waited comfortably while the car's heating system was warming the car up.
smirk still graced my lips and I leaned back in my chair, closing my eyes
lightly.

He had forgotten, thank goodness, I wouldn't have to deal with him anymore today. The radio played quietly in the background of the rain and my breathing; a sweet melody of an instrument that suspiciously sounded like a piano, but it was too soft to tell. Sighing as the heat warmed up my skin, I smiled, content with the fact that I wasn't cold anymore. There was a rap on the door, and I jolted forward, my eyes snapping open.

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