There are two kinds of love

The beginning of a beautiful friendship

"..Sarah?"

I held my breath. Were they speaking to me? No. They can't be, I'm a wallflower! Surely there's another Sarah in this school? Right? Right?! They'll soon figure out she's not here and leave.

"Sarah Branskey?"

Well shit. Why do they want me? If its to go back to class they can forget it. They'll have to drag me. Wait.. Who is it actually?

I leaned forward from the toilet and peaked through the crack of the door.

"Fuck a duck!" I whisper yelled. How had he gotten in here?

He doesn't even have a vagina! Well, unless he's got one and he's an actual she..

I just mind fucked myself.. BACK TO THE SITUATION!

Somehow, standing on the other side of the bathroom stall door, was Arthur. Yes, the 'I make all the ladies swoon and I haven't even uttered a single sentence yet' Arthur. How does he know my name? What does he want with me? Why did he just casually walk into the girls lavatory? AND HOW DID HE UNLOCK THE DOOR WITHOUT BEING NOTICED?!

Ok Sarah. Calm down, chill your beans. Maybe he read the sign wrong? Maybe he thought it was a cape? No. Then why would he be asking for me?

Is.. Is he going to murder me?

Oh my god. OH MY GOD. I'm gonna die! I'm going to di-

"Sarah I know you're in there, I can see your feet.."

SHIT.

I slowly unlocked the door, quickly summing up an escape if the circumstances show I should find myself in danger. Like he tries to kill me and flush my corpse down the toilet.. What, it could happen to anyone! I opened the door slowly, said door creaking. If that doesn't add to the tension, what does?

I peaked my head out, so half my face was visible. I'd just been crying, I wasn't going to go galloping out, was I?

"What do you want?" I asked, a bit harsher then I intended to.

Arthur smirked. Wait. He smirked?! What the fuck, dude? Who smirks at a girl who he's just told to come out of the LOCKED toilets.. AND DOESN'T MEAN HARM?! That's like going to a funeral in a wedding dress!.. Ok it doesn't but I haven't gotten the hang of metaphors yet.

I could feel my heart clench. Shit, Sarah, too soon.

Arthur stuck his hands into his blazer pockets and shrugged, his smirk still bright. Damn you, you cute little.. Thing.

SARAH. Hormones!

"You never came back to class. And since Mr 'I like to be overly touchy' made us partners for this shit assignment, I came to find you." His blue eyes seemed to light up under the bathroom light.

Fuck you, Mr light. And you too, Mr Cross.

I crossed my arms, leaning against the stall wall. I tilted my head downwards and narrowed my eyes. If he's trying to act like the cool, mysterious kid, he's got another thing coming.

"What makes you think I'd want to work with you anway? Just because you're new doesn't mean people are going to kiss your feet." I raised an eyebrow, my eyes still narrowed.

Is that facial expression even real? If not, then I made it real.

Arthur narrowed his own eyes, half his lip twitching upwards. He ran a hand through his dirty, shaggy hair and chuckled slyly.

Damn, boy. Damn.

"It looks like the beginning to a beautiful frienship, ey Sarah?" He grinned, walking towards the foor and holding it open for me.

Rolling my eyes, I pushed myself off the stall and walked out of the toilets. I watched him from the corner of my eye and made a "Humph" noise. I dont know, I make weird noises all the time!

"You've literally spoken two sentences to me.. Don't count on it. Just because we're partners for an assignment doesnt mean we're all chummy. Just dont hold me back," I huffed, shrugging my shoulders before walking away.

Arthur grinned, lowering his head and shaking it gently, "A beginning to a beautiful friendship indeed."