At Night.

Chapter 7

There is a battle going on in my mind right now,my subconscious can be such a prick sometimes,it keeps going back to that mysterious guy whom I haven't yet know the name of.

Back to the person I am looking for,I saw her long, brown hair out of the crowd of people in the food court. I cringe in the inside,with just thought of being around that much people. But I had to put on my big girl panties and walk through the crowd like any other person.

Kat saw me or more like sensed me because I saw her back was facing my direction when I was looking for her but quickly shrugged it off as a "gut feeling."

When Kat saw me she instantly thought that something was wrong,she nodded her head in the direction of an empty cafe table outside.

Once being seated she started shouting questions like,"Are you okay?" "What happened?" "Did someone try anything?" I laughed at her last question "No one did anything!" I shouted back at her. I quickly ranted to her about what happened in class with the guy and dropped little hints about the letter. She sat quietly for a few seconds putting two and two together and looked up at me with no emotion."Why didn't you tell me," she said expression less."I-I'm sorry,"I stuttered. She quickly got up, grabbed her stuff and walked to the exit.Uhh I'm the worst friend in history I should just go and comfort her but knowing her she needed space right now.

I slowly got up off the chair and robotly made my way to my next class which was Math.Yayy fucking me. My life is so shitty right now I lost the only person I had left why can't my life go back to the way it was before.

Class had started but my mind kept on drifting back to Kat thinking of ways to make back up with her when I felt someone tap my shoulder. I turned around only to find a pixie cut, tanned girl looking at me,"hey are you okay... you kind of spaced out a little,"she said."Im fine,"I gruffly told her."I'm Renele by the way but you can call me 'Ele' " she said. I felt some sort of friendliness coming off her,"I'm Dria."

By the time my last class had ended I was struggling with stacks of homework and projects. I was actually putting my stuff in my bag when I stumbled into a firm, hard chest. I looked up to see those deep grey eyes that I was so mesmerized by earlier in class to be looking at me with...... What? He was so bipolar it wasn't even funny.