Here is another chapter. For those people who read my other books, I'll figure out a schedule so I can update them.
Anyway, enjoy.
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I sighed as I arrived at school. The dread of beady eyes staring were the first things I felt.
"I hate school." I murmured.
I went to my locker, twisted my combination, but as I was reaching for one of my books a arm grabbed me.
I looked to see Andrew.
He smirked.
I tried to pull my hand away from his grasp as he came closer. He then placed his other hand on my hip making my shirt lift up a little.
I squealed.
His firm touch felt cold against my side.
He gave me a sly smile.
My body shook as his face came closer. I didn't know what to do. I was trapped.
I then suddenly felt a heavy shove and Andrew was on the floor. I turned to see Jack.
He looked at me, but I didn't look at him. I ran. I ran into to the girls bathroom.
I quickly ran into a stall and slammed and locked the door. I sat on the floor.
What had just happened?
Did Andrew just try and kiss me?
Is this just a dream?
I pinched myself.
Nope.
As I sat on the floor wondering, the main question in m my mid was:
Why did Jack defend me?
The school bell rang.
I sighed getting up from the floor to go to class.
After School
I groaned.
Today had been a bad day. My back was sore of being kicked (don't ask).
On top of that, Ms. Smith said that I had to tutor Jack today. I was supposed to meet him at the library after school.
I sighed walking towards the library.
When I reached the place, I shrugged.
At least its some place I love.
As I entered the building, I immediately had the smell of dust and books mixed together.
I smiled.
This is where I belong.
I walked towards a section of fanfiction and fantasy. I grabbed a book from the shelf and read it.
"Hey."
I looked up to see Jack. I set the book down.
"At first I thought you weren't coming." I said.
"I had too. The principal is going to kick me off the football team if I don't get a good grade y two weeks." he said.
I rolled my eyes and sat at a table.
He followed me and sat at the chair next to me . I then sat at the chair across from him.
"Now, let's start." I said.
"Can we not?" he said.
"Why not?" I asked.
"Because I don't feel comfortable." he said.
"What do you mean you don't feel comfortable?"
"The area. It's not familiar."
I slammed my book.
"Fine. Where do you want to go?" I asked him.
"To my house." he said.
I shook my head.
"No."
"Come on, please."
I groaned.
"Fine." I muffled.
I groaned as we exited the library.
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I just realized that Cynthia is always groaning.
Oh, well. How wa a the chapter?
I hope it was good. Anyway, I hope you guys have a good day.
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