forever&always

~CHAPTER 5~

~EMILY'S POV*

I had finally managed to calm down from the tears. My eyes looked a bit puffy and I went inside the nearest bathroom. I looked at myself in the mirror and splashed cold water on my face hoping to get rid of the redness. I heaved a big sigh and took my phone out. It was already 10. I cursed under my breath and did a final make up check. No smudges, or blemishes. I did my best to put on a fake smile then thought

"Okay.. This is it. Lets hope that nothing goes wrong anymore."

I tried to cheer myself up but it didn't work. I felt a little dizzy and light-headed but I ignored it and headed my way to the office. I trotted my way and I looked around. I felt lonely and lined for someone to talk to but of course that was impossible. Everyone was in class except for me. It was silent and as I looked around there were many trophy cases. I stopped in front of one and crossed my arms. I cocked my head and squinted my eyes to see a picture. It was a picture of the football team. I leaned in and looked at it carefully.

"Hmm.. Footb- Freakin' football."

Then I looked down at my foot. My poor little toe. I sniffled my nose a little bit then realized that the pain had died down a little. I raised my head up again and saw the glass trophy cases again. Then I saw him. He was in the middle with a wide smile. He was holding up a football while confetti poured down onto the team. The guy with the curly-hair. The guy with those green-orbs of eyes. Then, I flashed back to the moment when our eyes met after he caught me in his arms. I still remembered every moment of it. His heavy breathing against my neck, his footsteps rushing over to catch me. The look in his eyes when out eyes met. I was daydreaming for a little bit then I snapped out of it. I shook my head and gave myself a little pinch on the arms.

"SNAP OUT OF IT EMILY. He's just a guy. You don't even know him."

Then I saw Chandler. I immediately scowled at his grin and I started stabbing the glass class with my pointer finger. I was jabbing and jabbing at the glass and I felt steam coming out of my ears. I just wanted to scratch out his face with my nails but I couldn't. I wanted to rip that picture of him to pieces and stomp all over it. I growled and thought

"Freakin jerk."

Then I flashed back to the classroom. The part where he pulled me back and back-hugged me in front of the whole dang class. The part where he refused to let me go until the teacher cleared his throat. I groaned at the flashbacks that I kept on having and I started banging my head against the case.

*THUD. THUD. THUD*

I finally stopped after like the 5th time banging my head against the stupid wall. I buried my face into my sleeve and just wished for today to be over already. I closed my eyes hoping that this was all just a bloody nightmare but when I opened my eyes, everything was still the same. I sighed then continued my way to the office. The school was pretty good and it took forever to find the stupid front office. I was walking for about a few more minutes when I found the entrance.

"FINALLY."

Before I stepped in, I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I straightens out my clothes and untangled my messy hair. I looked in my compact mirror and decided that I looked at least decent- okay. I rubbed my eyes then scratched my head. I was still standing around for a few minutes when it was already 11. I was walking back and forth around when I suddenly had a spark of courage that made me barge in the door.

"JUST GET IN EM. OK- OH CRAP."

I had regretted that decision the moment I walked in. All eyes were on me now- and I couldn't walk back out. I imagined giving myself a high-five in my face and started biting the inside of my lip. My palms were sweaty and I was nervous. My stomach was tensing up and I slowly walked up to the lady.