~ 9 ~
"Vanya Hanes to the principle office!" Principle Tross called over the loudspeaker while I was in my fourth period.
I sighed heavily and walked out of the class backpack in hand without saying a thing.
I walked through the halls feeling my chest ache with an unknown pain.
I was actually getting in trouble, for something I did. Why? I have been a good student. I've tried so hard to keep out of people's way. So why? Why must my life falter? Why am I so fucked up? Have I not tried everything, worked for the loneliness I am consumed by.
Maybe not.
I walked through the big scary double doors of the Principles office. Feeling the nervousness bite at me. It made its way to my hands and tried to itch all over my skin. I scratch my arms instinctively.
I opened the grey-blue doors and saw Forest then Alex, with a blue and black eye and scratches along his face.
"Please sit Ms. Hanes." Mr. Tross calmed deeply, which for me, terrified me in this instance. I sat far away from the two boys and by Mr Tross' desk. I put my hands in my lap and rested them there. Slowly letting my head up so I could face Forest, I see a hint of amusement in his features.
What! How is this funny? I'm about to risk everything I've worked so hard for. I can't have everything fall back on me. I need this to pass or I'd never make it out of here. This town and this life I've built around my self.
"I hear you got into a fight with this gentleman here Ms. Hanes" Mr. Tross took note. "What gentleman? All I see is an asshat who can't accept the fact the Vanya has moved on." Forest hisses out. I'm shocked by is use of profanity in front of the Principle. "Mr. Hutton we DO NOT allow that sort of language in here!" Principle Tross exclaimed, which made me jump a bit by his actions.
I stared at Forest giving him a 'What the hell' look.
He was turning this into a disaster!
"Well, sir how many times have you've seen Vanya ever get in trouble or fight for that matter? Hmmm! I told you that I hit him. He was all over Vanya and it was self defense." He ranted like he was being interrogated for a crime he didn't commit. Which in this case, I guess kind of applies. Right? "Well, I think self defense only works if he was pestering you too Mr. Hutton." Principle Tross chucked at his made up story.
Forest turned to me and pleaded with his eyes to say his story was worth believing. I pondered for a moment. Then I thought about the right decision for this. "The story is true. Forest is my boyfriend and Alex here is my ex who wanted to start some drama again after coming back to town." I stated calmly, taking deep breaths every so often.
~ 9 ~
"Why would you do that!" I hissed as Forest walked to the front of the school. "You got suspended for a week! Not to mention this is going on your record." I added. "Well, I did it all for a reason Vanya. Go to class, I'll text you afterwards. Okay?" He said placing a hand on my cheek swiping it over my loose curls before grabbing the strand and tucking it behind my ear. I blushed at the gesture. "Okay!" I softly whispered and turned around flushing even more crimson than I'd ever expected to.
It was just a small gesture that friends do. No worries!
~ 9 ~
Dear Diary,
I find it weird to want to be comforted by Forest. He's a new addition in my life that I haven't quite figured out yet. One moment he is sweet and caring and then the next he is taking bullets for me and making me feel...I don't know. Protected?
He just has this aura about that has me pretty intrigued, but it only started to occur after I'd been away for so long.
That's all that's been happening and feeling these emotions have had me in a frenzy of thoughts circling my head.
But I'm sure I'll find what they mean.
Love, Vanya*
- May 6, 2019
~ 9 ~
I know this chapter was short and I said the next one was going to be long, but I've been so caught up in school work. But we are coming to the end of my sophomore year and this summer I will be posting weekly.
And a big thanks to the new readers. I very much appreciate the likes and adds. Even though I'm not as consistent as I was I want to thank all of you.
I started to do Wattpad as a hobby. But this has been something to get my mind off of all my problems at home and school. So once again I appreciate it and I will be posting weekly from now on. My break is over.
Love y'all so much❤️
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