Untouchable

Chapter 4

I didn't want to get too close to him. A painful memory of what happened a few years ago replaying in my mind.
His gaze was instense, burning into my soul. I immediately tried to avoid his stare as we sit outside the basketball court.

" Are you scared of me" he says bluntly

Since we met, his actions to me seemed like he didn't remember me or our past. I was relieved but somehow I felt a bit down about it.

Your a hazard. If you don't part from him, You'll put him in danger

Yaga's words repeated in my head as I shook the feeling of worry of my mind. We weren't supposed to met, yaga did all that she could to separate me from him... But here I was sitting next to him, my hands trembling with fear. If Yaga found out what would she do?

Unexpectingly, I fletch at the touch of his strong hands. My eyes meeting his soulful eyes as he pushes away from me.

He smiled wryly before leaning against the bench with his board arms against his head. " I don't expect you to be comfortable with my perscence"

" A-am sorry I didn't mean to act like that towards you" I Clutch my hands together

He's eyes found its way towards mine as he stares at me, silence finding its way around as, his eyes held an expression which I couldn't quite make out.

At this point, I found my fingers quite  nice to fidget with. It was getting too intense to be around him, his presence and hawk- like behaviour towards me was making me feel small in his presence.

His mouth parts slightly, restraining back his words before pulling his attention somewhere else," What's your next class"

" PE"

He nods as he got up besides me, " I'll see you later then"

Before I could even say anything else, he was gone from my presence. He looked troubled and confused, but he looked hurt.

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" Finally" Mariam storms into the girls changing room, placing her kit up the hanger, " Where have you been"

I bite my lips, " just outside"

" And with who exactly" she asks seeming like she knew something

I didn't have to change like all the girls and as I always did, I wait for Mariam and Hailey at the corner.

" Don't act like you don't know what am talking about" she raises an eyebrow, " Who was that hot boy you were talking to huh?"

Just then Hailey decides to join like always,"Yeahh who was that sexy boy" she questions me excitedly, a girn climbing up her tan face as she wiggles her brows, " Your boyfriend?"

" No way" I brush her off, " It's not like that"

" It didn't look like it from afar" Mariam says as she begins to slip on her trainers.

" Yep. Definitely didn't"

" Don't you have to get changed Hailey" I say

"Nope. Left my kit at home" she replies lazily, " So anyway what was I going to ask... Oh yeah he was staring at you the whole time like duh"

" Hailey" I say, Glaring, " I already told you guys me and him are not a thing besides am out of his league"

" Don't say that" Mariam tied her puffy hair into a messy bun " Your one of the prettiest girls I've met Brooklyn"

" Time to leave girls" yells Mrs Peters, " 2 minutes till Pe starts and Hailey" she walks towards us, "You've got a detention today okay"

" But Mrs why" she complained

" For the 5th time you have no PE kit"

"But Mrs thats cuz-"

" left it at home" she finishes her sentence for Hailey, " Just like you always do"

" Mrs!"

" Everyone out" she says , clapping her hand together, "Hailey save ur complaints for your detention later on"

" L. O. L" Mariam spits out, laughing at Hailey

" I swear am gonna beat your ass up Mariam"

I smile to myself, watching how playful they were with each other.

PE was different from all the other classes I had. In other lessons the students from 10th grade would be spilt into different classes but in pe all the girls would be together and for the boys aswell.

Today the boys and girls were together in one lesson although it would normally because the girls and boys  in separate groups, but I heard from one of the pe teachers that there would be a basketball competition for the  homerooms.

The girls were all seated across.
chatting and laughter echoing loudly.
Mariam and Hailey toke their seats next to me as everyone waited for the boys to come.

The boys walk in shortly after , the bickering still going on. I scann everywhere but I didnt see him. I dreft my feelings somewhere else, feeling a bit disappointed.

Mariam tapps my shoulders as she points towards the opened door.

My heart throbs at the sight of Omar, his white Jersey fitted perfectly on him, showing off his buff muscles and and his barrel - chest. All the girls went silent, wowing and amdirming him wholeheartedly.

" How could a guy like him even exist" Hailey fanned herself

My body stiffenes as he drew near us, heart pacing, racing. He just went past me, he didn't acknowledge my existence at all and didn't spare me a glance at me . My heart drops at his actions as my eyes follow him.

" Brooklyn are you okay" Hailey asks

I nod, pulling a strand of my hair behind my ears. Every time me and Omar met, it was like the temperature in the room went up by ten degrees and am sure he felt it too. I hug myself, holding back the deep feeling of longing for him.

Maria and Hailey leave my side as everyone gatherers together in their team.

Mrs Wendy who was my home teacher waves her hand at me, signalling for me to join the rest of my team. I wasn't playing but I was surely going to cheer for them as loud as i could.

The girls were first, the purple team (Mrs Day's Homeroom class) verses the red team( Mr Johnson's homeroom class) which Mariam was in. She smiled at me as I give a tumbs up and wish her Good luck to her and her team.

It wasn't that bad. The red team was pretty Good, scoring about 2 points  whilst the purple team was ahead of the game by 2. I could see that she was a bit let down by that but she still had a smile on her face.

Later on in the game the blue team verses Yellow, ending in a 2:3 in which the yellows won.

Soon it was the boys turn as I nervously watch Omar get up, brushing his hands through his hair .

I watch him the whole enter time, the way he would lick his lips, the way he would wipe of his sweaty neck. I didn't want to feel this way towards him, but the wolf inside of me was craving for his touch.

I Froze in my wheelchair as his eyes caught mine. I was paralysed by his sudden gaze, my whole body burning with emotions which I couldn't explain.