Everytime we Touch

Chapter Six

Wack! Thud! Groan!

"Urgh! What was that for?" Sarah mumbled, rubbing her head, from the floor. Claire was hitting her in the face with a pillow.

"You forgot to set an alarm silly." Claire laughed, already dressed for the day. She was standing over Sarah with her bag over her shoulder looking like she was about to leave. Sarah glanced at the clock. There was only half an hour until class.

"Ugh!" Sarah groaned again. "Can't I just be sick today?"

"Go a head, but that means a day in the infirmary." Claire joked. "You get ready, I'll grab you something from the cafeteria and meet you in class."

"You're the best!" Sarah yelled after her, putting her head back down on the floor.

She did not sleep at all. After she accidentally turned her phone back on, receiving that last text from Troy, she instantly had turned it back off to prevent the over thinking that was surely about to happen. Turning her phone off did not help. Her mind just kept worrying and thinking up different scenarios all night.

Around three in the morning she had formed what she felt was a solid plan. She was now just going to avoid him. No talking. No texting. No flirting. If he tried to talk to her in class, she would be polite; but Sarah Masters was not going to spend anymore time with Troy Maxwells until he figured out what he wanted. As much as Sarah did not like Kelsey, the girl did not deserve this.

Jumping up Sarah quickly threw her hair up in a bun, pulled a random hoodie off the floor and a pair of yoga pants, not caring enough to change out of the tank top she wore to bed. She did not have anyone to impress anyways. Leaving her phone turned off on her bed Sarah dashed out the door to her first class.

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Sarah was sitting alone at her table in her English classroom, waiting for Claire to arrive. She searched her bag for a book to read but came up empty handed. She noticed that her sketchbook was still sitting in her bag. Still untouched since Friday afternoon. The pull to bring it out was strong but Sarah felt it was to dangerous.

Claire plopped down beside her giving her best friend a strange look, "Why do you look so 'not like yourself'?" She passed over a cranberry lemon muffin and a few strips of bacon.

"What no coffee?" Sarah asked mid bight of the muffin.

"Roger's on it." Claire rolled her eyes.

The girls laughed for a moment before Sarah started explaining her plan to avoid Troy. "Sar, this is a horrible idea."

"Oh?" Sarah gave her friend a questioning look, "I thought you would approve."

"I was not encouraging you to avoid your problems." Claire rolled her eyes, "That's not even close to what I meant last night, and you know it."

"Well I believe its going to work. We only have, what three classes with Troy today?" Sarah laughed counting off the classes in her head. "And he's not likely to show up to at least half of them." The more she talked the more her confidence dropped.

In that moment, Roger, James, and Troy walked into the classroom, with a disgruntled looking Melissa in tow.

Mel and James sat down at the table in front of the girls, while the other two boys sat behind them. Roger passed Sarah a coffee, and she took a deep sniff before her first sip. Nothing beats the smell of fresh coffee in the morning.

Roger and Claire both watched her, and chuckled. There best friend was so weird sometimes.

"I wish I got a picture of your face when you fell through the window last night and landed right on top of Troy!" James was saying as he and Mel turned around to talk with their friends.