Somewhere Only We Know ((On Hold))

Chapter 4: Stop Following Me!

Stop Following Me!

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Monday finally came around and too many thoughts were going through my head at the moment.

The knowledge of how I finally have some type of evidence towards the fact that my parents's death was not just an accident, but a murder. I let my mind wander through so many scenarios and questions on what could have happen so many years ago. By thinking back then, instantly the thoughts of Ian came up.

After my talk with Buck, all I thought about was when am I going to talk to Ian again and also do I even want to talk to him. I still felt torn apart on what happen back then because after he left...it felt like all hell broke loose and it's something I have to live with for the rest of my life.

Maybe I will talk to him when I see him, I thought to myself, but I won't pretend like we are going to continue where we left off. I'm going to be like I moved on with my life and I moved on from him, that's it. Even though he broke my heart and crushed my soul and the rest of all those fony cliche sayings.

I suprisingly got to English class earlier then I had expected. I sat down at my seat in the back of the class and grabbed my notebook out of my bag and just scribbled on an empty page; making sure to keep my head down and keep away with any kind of contact.

Students continued to gradually pile in and took their seats, some standing or sitting on the desk talking amongst themselves. I ignored any rants about whose the hottest guy in school is or whose the best girl in bed was. Because no matter how fascinating the topics could be, I really, really don't care. Although, I couldn't tell where the most intriguing scent I have ever smelled caught my attention, I looked around the room and I couldn't tell who it was and it seemed it wasn't from this room, everyone was whereing something expensive and smells awful. I decided to ignore it and went back to my doodling.

"Attention everyone!" Ms. McAdams anounced as she walked in after the bell rang. "Today, we have a new student in our class, Mr. Ian Thatcher." I instintly looked up and was met with those impossible blue eyes of his. I caught my breath and found myself not able to breath for a moment until I let out the air I was holding in. Why was I being affected by his presence so much? I took a deep breath and let it out slowly, still keeping eye contact with him. He watched me very closely and had a slight smirk playing on his lips. I just held my ground. "Please, everyone make him feel welcome in our classroom, and Mr. Thatcher," Ms McAdams turned from the class to him. "Why don't you take the empty seat next to Miss Thorn?" I gasped and looked to my right. Oh, great. I didn't realize there was an empty desk right next to me.

"Miss Thorn, please raise your hand so Mr. Thatcher can find his seat." I relucntantly raised my hand slowly, still keeping eye contact with him. He half-smiled as he got closer to me and sat down next to me. I quickly retracted my hand down and looked down at my desk. The class started to begin and I looked up only to pay attention to the teacher, yet, I could still feel a pair of eyes stairing intensely at me. I looked over to Ian and found him exactly what I felt. He was stairing at me deeply, as if he was trying to understand something. I looked away quickly and tried to pretend he wasn't there.

I failed miserably.

After the bell rang, I quickly collected my belongings and left the class without any acknowledgement towards him and went straight to my next class. So, much for talking to him, I thought. I just couldn't bring myself to do it.

I felt this day could not get any worse...or maybe it can.

I found out the rest of that day, Ian was in most of my classes except for my Math class, which was also the time I have lunch, in which I did not see him. Thank God. I still couldn't face the music just yet, and that would have been open season and I would be an easy target for him to come sit next to me, sense I don't sit with anyone but Benny.