Chapter 7
Author's Note:
This Chapter is dedicated to carolinegirl, YanahMay and mykkannmarie. Thanks a lot for the support guys. Lots of Love!
I was starting to get the feeling of it, weakening.... I had to keep it up together. My dreams were getting worse, it felt so real. I usually didn't care before and I wouldn't now, hasn't changed, will not change. Heading my way to History class, I got the hint that most of the girls here are giving extra unwanted attention to me. I'm betting this one was about him dragging me out of one of those empty rooms, When I'm suppose to be attending my class. Yeah, I'll just leave them be, I wanted peace for myself... the thought bothered me at first, anyway it would be a waist of my time, so let them think what they want to, it's not like I care. I was glad that my turtle neck blouse did the job with those red marks on my neck. Our professor was Mrs. Vincenzo, she was in her late thirties having been happily married for twenty five years, she was jolly and who happens to love History.
Her voice was overly cheerful trying to lighten up the boring atmosphere of the class, her talk about World War II was interrupted by the loud intercom, saying that Mrs. Vincenzo was needed in the high office. A couple of minutes later I was slumped on my chair after doodling off with a paper on top of my desk, I hear the tacking sounds of their high heeled shoes... now what do they want? I groaned knowing that I didn't have time for their queen bee dramas.
"Hi, I'm Louisa and this are my friends."
I looked up and stared at her, giving her the stop it with the fake smile, go back to your seat and don't bother me... ever. She blinked her eyes as if disbelieving what she was seeing. Smiling her way out of the situation.
"I was just wondering if you'd want to join us later we're uhhmmm... going to Viggo's party."
I knew what she was doing, she wanted to make sure if I had a thing with that guy. Well I think I'm gonna play for a while. Straightening my back I tapped my pen on the piece of paper containing my horrible-out of boredom drawings. My face remained as nonchalant as it is, I was gonna play with her but it doesn't mean I'll be smiling for them.
"You didn't have to let me know."
She stiffened a bit thinking that I was referring to the invite, I was sounding like I didn't need one since I was already invited. I heard one of the girls whispering I told you, they're going out... she didn't need us informing her of her boyfriends party. I was mentally smirking seeing the involuntary twitching of the muscles in Louisa's eyes. Satisfied with the reaction I got, I stood up passing them... I turned around and said my words for the finale.
"Oh, I didn't need one cause---"
I let the words hang for a minute and as her eyes twitch even more because of anticipation... I had to release her from the pain.
"--- I'm not going."
I left the room before they could say a thing, the halls were buzzing off with each and everyone's stories. I felt light headed when I reached the cafeteria, I didn't bother looking up and sat in the nearby empty table. There were noisy cheering and tapping in the table, it was probably from the table in front, they were blaring off but when I lifted my head up I met their eyes on me and soon her eyes glinted and the smile formed in her lips. His group was staring up at me, but he wasn't, I witnessed as Alfons gave him a strong tap on the shoulder as if saying good job dude... now what the hell is going on. I stood up seeking the nearest place I needed to be, the bathroom. Just my luck, she followed me here.
"His scent is all over you. I told you I'd still get my answer."
"What do you mean?"
She moved closer, I didn't badge and as she reached the covering of the marks in my neck... I stiffened, how did she know?
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