Fairytale

Chapter 3- The Fall

As Noah Hart's eyes pear straight through mine all I can do is sit there and not move a single muscle in body. 

What is my problem? Why do I always have to embarrass myself infront of people?

"Hey," Noah says while taking the seat right next to me.

"Noah, do you know Amelia?" Lexie asks. I know she is trying to some how be nice but it is not at all helping.

"Uh... we've met before," he smiles at me.

"You have?" I could hear Ethan's confused deep voice ask.

"Y-,"

"Why didn't you tell me?" Ethan asks cutting me off.

"Uhm... just didn't think it was that important," I say even though I'm not even sure on my answer.

"So you hitting me with your car isn't important?" Ethan smirks at me.

"WHAT? ARE YOU OKAY?" I can hear one of the jocks scream at us. I then look around to realize that everyone is eavesdropping into conversation.

"I'm fine, just a little brusie. That's all," he plays it off cool.

"How did this happen?" I hear Lexies squeaky voice ask us.

"Well first off," I say before anyone else can answer anything,"we weren't even driving. My dad had the car parked. I opened my door and he ran into the car door."

"Oh... but are you sure your okay?" a cheerleader asks.

"Yeah, I'm fine. Like I said it is just a little bruise. Right Amelia?" he asks still smirking at me. I can't even tell if his eyes have left my face or not, because every time I look at him he is still staring at me with a gleam in his eyes.

"Right," I say dragging out the one word. Is he crazy or something. A few hours ago it seemed like he had this burning passion to rip my throat out. Now he is playing it like everything is normal and we are friends.

But the thing is I have never been his friend and I surely know he has never wanted to be mine. He has always hated me and I have always hated. Well actually, I don't think he knew my actual name til last year when Ethan had introduced me to a few of the team members last year at an outrageous house party he forced me to go to last year.

The rest of lunch I just sat there slowly moving my salad around, wondering how I got myself stuck between two of The Populars at lunch. It's truly crazy. I wouldn't say I hate these people but I have never had a strong liking for them. Well I guess you could say I like Ethan... but no one else.

While the texture of the leaves from salad are infusing into my brain I can start to hear a distant blare that is getting louder. When I look up I only see everyone has already gotten up from their seats and are moving towards the classrooms where we will spending the rest of the day.

As I get up, I quickly grab the uneaten salad and turn around starting to walk. But me being my clumsy self, I trip over the chair. It almost feels as if I am falling in slow motion. I can see the floor inching closer and closer towards me, as impending doom falls upon me, but before I can reach the floor I feel my head hit something else as I close my eyes. And that's all I can remember.

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"Amelia? Amelia? Can hear me?"

I can feel someones muscular hands cupping my face. I slowly raise my eyelids letting the light slowly seep through. As my eyes adjust I realize I'm on cold tile floor of my schools floor while Noah is just staring at me intently.

"What are staring at?" I say in a choked voice.

"I wanted to see if you were okay. You passed out. I think you fell and hit your head," I could see he was concerned.