Trapped

No Ordinary Day Part II

I hesitantly open my locker and stare at all of my stuff scattered at the bottom. I open my book bag and stuff all my books, my notes, my memories.  How could this happen to me? As I take each item out I can feel myself begin to fall apart. My hands tremble in front of me as I take a shaky breath.

I close my locker and look down the hallway. This will be the last time I ever stand in this spot. There won't be any more memories here. As of right now I am an outcast.

I slowly begin to walk to the doors however my feet drag against the faux marble floors. It's as if rocks were glued to my feet, making it harder to move with each step. I stop at the main door and try my hardest not to look back, if I look back I'll probably cry. I'm not one to cry in public but I'm not ready to start my life over.

What will I do once I leave here? No college will take me without a high school diploma. Especially if they see my grades.

My body shakes out of nervousness and shame, my entire body aches as my nerves emit stabbing pains.

"Knock, knock." I look up startled. What was that? I look around but nothing was there.

"Knock, knock." I look towards the windows next to the main door.

Is someone knocking? I lean in closer cupping my hands around my eyes to get a better look out the window. As I stare through the window a bolt of excitement passes though me.

It's Parker!

Upon seeing his face through the glass, I dash out the door. I can already feel my heart beating out of my chest as I run to him.

He opens his arms wide as I leap into them. Being able to hug him feels like heaven. After all of this time away from him, finally seeing him again- it allows every ounce of stress I have to evaporate.

All my tears evaporate within me, when I'm with him, I'm at peace. I wish I could stop time so I could spend eternity in his warm embrace. As long as Parker is here, I can start over with my life. I squeeze him tightly as if I haven't seen him in years.

"Whoa! Okay there grizzly bear, no need to strangle me." He said that as he hugs me back tighter.

I take a deep breath while against his chest and inhale his Old Spice cologne and I then leave his embrace letting out a sigh.

Parker smiles at me, I can feel my face getting hot. His chestnut hair glistens in the blinding sunlight and his bright green eyes have always reminded me of emeralds. His lips naturally stained a deep wine tone.

I've always dreamed that one day is have my first kiss with those lips. I admired him so much ever since we where little. I love Everything about him, his looks an personality. I don't think I could live without him.

How could someone's heart not melt after seeing this?

"Alright Aribelle, if you keep staring at me my dashing looks might blind you." He smirks tilting his head at me as if I was a dog. I give out a slight chuckle and playfully scrunch my nose at him.

"Ha! If anything, I will go blind from how ugly you are," I step back from him and try to regain my focus. Focus Ari. Don't daydream over him- again. I glare at him once more and smile. "didn't I tell you before not to call me Aribelle? It's embarrassing." I say this, but really I absolutely love it.

Parker then takes me by the hand, his calloused hands tightly grip my soft hands. He glances back at me with a puppy dog look plastered on his face.

"But you're my Aribelle, I have to give my special girl a special name." I can't look him in the eyes without my cheeks turning as red as a strawberry. Dear God he is good at this!

We may not be together but I can't help but think we are when he says things like this. Parker laughs looking at the hall. He looks back at me, letting go of my hand before speaking,

"So A-R-I... Belle what are you up to?" I roll my eyes pretending not the hear him.

"I'm walking home."

He raises his bushy right brow at me and bites his bottom lip.

"Correct me if I'm wrong here, but isn't it in the middle of a school day?" He asks.

My palms started to become sweaty. I can feel my stomach turn. There's no way I could tell him I just got kicked out. How would he think of me. I quickly come up with a lie.

"My dad called me out early." I say whilst twirling my thumbs around each other in endless circles. I don't want to lie to him, but I'm just not ready to say anything yet.

He looks at me as if he realized something. Does he know I'm lying?

"I almost forgot- today's your mom's birthday right? You are going to visit her grave today."

I let out a sigh of relief, thank God he remembered.

"Yeah exactly that's why he got me out early today." I start to fidget with my skirt.

As I look at Parker he begins to fidget too. Is he okay? Parker looks at me with a concerned look before speaking,

"Are you still going to your mom's favorite resort after you visit her grave?" I put my hand on his shoulder.

I can feel him shaking. What has him so shaken up? He looks down at my semi chipped red nail polish.

"Yes, well I mean, it's a tradition now."

Why is he acting like this? As soon as I answer, he stops shaking and looks back to me.

"Oh good," He takes his hand an delicately places it on my head, followed by a smile. What's up with him I wonder. "Want me to take you home?" He asks with his usual cheerful self.

I wrap my arms around his torso as a way to silently say yes. As we are walking, I just can't help but wonder what was going through his head.