Touch deprived

Chapter 2

-Haru's POV-

I watched as the girl shoved everything into her bag and ran out of the class room with desperation. She looked scared. Like something bad was going to happen if she didn't get somewhere quick enough. It bothered me.

"Where is she going that fast and that terrified?" I mumbled under my breath. Follow her. My instincts were practically yelling at me to follow.

I ran out of the class room as fast as I could in hopes to catch up, but I had already long lost her. As I circled around the court yard in hopes to see her somewhere somehow a young girl suddenly giggled.

"Haru, you look lost." She said, jokingly.

I whipped around to see a familiar face from my class. It was Miyu Jones. She was know as the prettiest girl in our class who could get any partner she wanted. I say partner because even the girls fall head over heels for her. She's intelligent, beautiful, kind, friendly, supportive and helpful. The whole school knew who she was. Practically a celebrity.

"Oh, Miyu, it's you." I said breathlessly , continuing to look around. "I'm not lost. Just looking for someone, that's all." I explained.

She smiled at me as she stepped closer. "Well, maybe I can help you somehow?" She offered.

My eyes snapped to hers. "Honestly, it would be helpful if you could, but unless you know their home address there's no way to help me."

She looked at me confused. "Home address? Is this not a friend you're looking for? You should know where your friend lives, right?"

"Well, I just met her today, actually. So I'm not sure we could be considered friends. Plus, she down right told me to stay away from her." I chuckled. "Honestly, that's the first time anyone has ever told me to stay away."

Miyu looked at me with an expression I couldn't quiet pin down, but the expression soon faded and was replaced with a smile again.

"Well, who was she? Maybe I've seen her."

I laughed, awkwardly, "Actually, I don't even know her name. She refused to tell me. As I said, she down right told me to stay away from her." I signed. "Said something about how I shouldn't get involved because with her. Like I'd regret it or something."

I paused and thought for a moment, "Wait, maybe I could describe her and you might know her?"

Miyu nodded, "I know pretty much everyone in school. So I should be able to figure it out by description."

"Well," I said, as I closed my eyes and tired to remember what she looked like and any detail that may stick out more, "She is in the same grade as us, I'm sure."

"Okay, more specific, Haru."

"She has long brown hair about to her mid back. She was wearing light faded blue jeans and a black hoodie. Her eyes were two different colors. One blue and one green." I paused for a moment, trying to remember anything else, "Oh, and she was wearing this odd silver bracelet. It was thick and seemed like it was on tight. Also, it had a green light on."

Miyu shook her head, "She's right. It's best to stay away from her. Something isn't right with her."

I opened my eyes and looked at her confused, "What do you mean something isn't right with her?"

"Well, she's always been an outcast and won't let anyone near her. She hardly shows any emotion, gets in trouble here at school a lot for being late, and from what I've heard she transferred here last year because something bad happened at her last school."

"Do you know what happened?" I asked, curiously.

She shook her head, "Who cares? She's a freak."