Save Me

Chapter 8

Today it's my first day at school. Needless to say, I'm a nervous wreck. It's my last year of high school and I have to stay focus and studious. I have to get very good grades to manage to get into the medicine university; I can't make any mistakes or have any weaknesses.

I try to push back any thoughts about my old school, my first days in the past, or my parents for that matter. Plus, my inability to talk doesn't help me to ease my nerves either.

We arrive on time; the school is huge and full of students. It's beautifully decorated with the trees between the benches that students sit. I walk between Noah and Jacob as we enter the school gates and move inside. I glance around to see the students and the facilities and I recognize some faces.

"Hey!" We hear a voice and a friend of Noah appears.

"Hi, have you found the others yet?"

"Yeah, there are in the back," He murmurs and Jacob speaks.

"I'll go. See you after school," he says looking at Noah. Although there are twins, there are so different and consequently, they have different friends. "Good luck," he tells me with a small smile and leaves.

I'm lost in my own world; reading a book with my headphones on, until I feel a hand in my shoulder. I look up and see Jacob with a boy staring at me.

"What do you think so far?" He asks and I shake my head. He laughs at my lack of excitement and gives me his phone. "My mum sent me this for you." I glance at the screen and read her message.

Inform Amelia that a woman from Social Services will pay a visit in the afternoon. It's just a regular check. Take care.

I give him his phone with a weak smile to thank him but it disappears too soon. The last thing I need is a woman to come and remind me that I'm an orphan and check up on me to see if I've lost my mind. I'm sure I'll hate this meeting as much as I did the first one.

"Oh my God," I hear him roar and immediately turn to him. He's wearing black tight jeans that contracts with his white t-shirt. I get lost of a second as I notice how his muscles move; tighten and relax under this t-shirt.

"Are you fucking kidding me? Why the hell would you read a damn book on the first day of school?" Corbyn murmurs with a frown troubling his eyebrows.

"You look like some boring nerd," He tells me and the unfamiliar boy giggles. I roll my eyes at him; I can't deal with his attitude right now.

"And I told stop rolling your eyes, it draws people away," He adds and before he can finish, I've already rolled my eyes at him.

"And piss them off. A lot," he grits out through clenched teeth and then I turn to him and smile, blinking my eyes like some innocent and adorable little girl.

Saved by the ring, I get up and start walking towards my next class. Having the worst luck in the whole universe, he follows me.

"Why are you so touchy?" He asks and I open my mouth to speak but he does it first.

"You can't," he murmurs laughing and I feel the anger boiling and building up inside of me.

I get my bag off my shoulders and place it between my legs. I pull out my notebook and a pen and start moving again writing.

I'M NOT TOUCHY, YOU'RE A JERK! I write and hand it to him. He takes my notebook in his hands and I follow his eyes that move reading it. He burst into starts laughing before he takes my pen.

I'm not a JERK, as you put it. I'm being honest.

Honest? Seriously? I don't think the definition of Honest involves being rude and laughing at others.