I woke up and got ready for school like usual. I just hope we'd be continuing where it had stopped but the thing is, I still can't believe it but it was five years ago.
I wore
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As I reached school with Peter, I saw Ned by our lockers. I waved, and he grinned. Everyone around me was meeting their friends. It still felt wierd to like disappear for five years, yet, nothing had changed.
I reached my locker and groaned as another note was already there. I plucked it off the locker door and cringed at the words.
" Just don't bother about those. " Peter stated, taking it and scrunching it before throwing it in the nearby dustbin.
But I felt very out of place right now. It wasn't some cheesy note like the others, it was actually about my body. I instantly felt self conscious and I pulled my cardigan closer.
I grabbed my books and shut the locker, turning to Peter and Ned talking. We heard the news on the T. V. In the homeroom about school starting again.
I groaned but at least Europe seemed nice. Maybe I could get rid of these notes there. I spent the classes thinking who it might be, sending me creepy notes and I felt very awkward around anyone and everyone.
As I sat at the lunch table, Peter nudged me and I looked up at him.
" Did you say something? " I ask and he nodded.
" You're coming to Europe right? " He asks and I smiled, nodding.
" That's all I need right now. " I mumbled and he chuckled.
" Here. " Peter slipped something on the table and I frowned, taking it. As I took it, I realised it was another note.
" Where did you get this? " I asked and he sighed.
" It was on your bag. " He stated and blinked at the sentences.
" Your skin makes me feel things I've never felt. Would you be kind let me explore it. --E. J. "
I widened my eyes in horror, scrunching it.
" I'll head home. I don't feel so good about these. " I mumbled and grabbed my bag, heading out of the cafeteria and straight to principal's office.
" Come in! " I heard and made way inside.
" Miss Reyes? " He asked and I smiled politely.
" Sir, if you don't mind, I wanted to go home. I don't feel so good. " I stated and he nodded, passing me a slip. I thanked and headed out. Peter was already by the school door and I smiled.
" You okay? " He asks and this time, he didn't ask like he does everytime. He took a step closer, held my upper arm gently and stared into my eyes.
