Sitting at the kitchen island I sipped on my coffee. I could hear movement from above but wasn't sure if
it was my gran or Lana. I was in a funk today and I couldn't shake the feeling.
"Hey girl". She yawned fixing a cup of coffee. "Did abs for days stay?". She grinned.
I was surprised she wasn't bringing up what she walked in on last night.
"He left early this morning". Taking another sip of my coffee I caught her grin. "And no we didn't have
sex".
"Are you serious?". She groaned taking the seat across from me. "You both looked pretty occupied
when I walked in".
Rolling my eyes I bit back a smile. "We had a little bit of a tiff before he left". I knew I couldn't tell her
everything and I couldn't wait until I could. I didn't like keeping secrets especially from my best friend.
We told each other everything.
"A good tiff or a bad one?".
"Let's just say I'm not as vanilla as I thought". I grinned.
"Leah Wilson you naughty girl". She gasped winking at me. "Hair pulling, choking, spanking?". She
wiggled her eyebrows. "Let him do it all. Trust me".
I could already feel the heat spreading across my cheeks. "He was so dominant, arrogant, even the
way he was speaking to me but I liked it".
"You have to screw him and quick I need details". She giggled. "He's the type to fuck your brains out
and I bet it'll be the best ride of your life".
I wish it was as easy as that. I wasn't sure if when we had sex for the first time he would have to bite
me or if there was a specific day for that.
Was there a specific day for us to mate?
Even thinking that sounded ridiculous but I had no doubts about how good the sex would be. He didn't
even need to touch me to get me in the mood.
"Did you fight?". She asked.
"Maybe a little one, I don't even know. I forgot everything as soon as he pulled my hair".
"Did he leave pissed?".
Sinking my teeth into my bottom lip I made a face. He wasn't exactly mr happy when he left. "He's
taking me to school so I guess I'll find out pretty soon".
"Good thing I got my car back then isn't it. I don't want to feel the awkwardness of that car ride".
Neither did I.
"I'm sure it'll be fine. All you need to do is flutter those eye lashes and he'll be putty in your hands".
I hoped she was right.
"I'm going to set off early and grab some coffee on the way. I'll meet you in the car park".
"Okay". I couldn't tell if she was nervous about starting a new school. If she was she was hiding it well.
"Bye girl".
Washing out my cup I left it on the draining board to dry. Letting out a big sigh I grabbed my bag
slinging it over my shoulder. It was nearly half 8 and I had that dreaded feeling that he had forgot.
Things got heated this morning and he left pissed off, but he still didn't see all of this from my point of
view. I wasn't sure if we were talking or not. This was just another thing to add to my already crappy
day. Hearing the honk of a horn I straighten my shoulders bracing myself for him and what was to
come.
Opening my front door my stomach dropped. It wasn't him, he wasn't here. Alanna was parked at the
top of my drive. Trying my hardest not to look gutted I closed the door behind me and walked the short
distance to her car.
"Got you a cappuccino". She smiled as I put on my seat belt.
"Thanks". Taking the coffee from her I glanced out the window as she pulled away onto the road. I
wasn't even going to ask about him. If I knew he wasn't taking me to school then I would have went
with Lana.
"Is Lana not starting today?". She asked.
"She left early to get coffee so she's meeting me there". Taking a sip of my cappuccino I hissed as the
warm liquid touched my lip.
"She left early to meet up with Pete. I'll be surprised if she even makes it to school". She chuckled.
Yeah that sounded like Lana. It's not as if she was failing like me. She was smart as hell, graduating
wasn't going to be an issue for her.
"I love that you're embracing your specks".
"Yeah my contacts are irritating my eyes". I knew I was being distant but I couldn't help it. He didn't
even let me know he wasn't taking me. Didn't even send so much as a text.
"He's busy Leah". She sighed.
"Yeah well maybe I'll be busy the next time he tries to sneak in my bedroom window". I snapped
instantly regretting it. It wasn't her fault her brother was an ass at times.
"Wow what's going on with you?". She asked pulling into the school parking lot.
"Nothing okay, nothing is going on. I'll see you later". Unclipping my seat belt I pushed open the
passenger side door.
"Leah what the hell is going on?". She asked as I closed the door behind me. Walking quickly across
the car park I didn't realise I was crying until I tasted the saltiness of my tears.
What in the world was going on with me today?
....
After visiting the toilet I knew exactly what was wrong. I got my period. The emotional side was present
but it had me wondering when the bitch side was going to make an appearance.
Dabbing my face with wet blue roll I wiped underneath my eyes. I didn't want people to know I had
been crying. Crying for no bloody reason. Washing my hands I grabbed my bag up off the floor and
exited the bathroom.
I was the first to arrive in English. Mr Gallagher wasn't even here yet. Taking a sip of my coffee I took
my phone out of my bag.
'So I kinda met up with Pete... school isn't looking so good for me today ;)!! I'll see you later.!'
She was being an idiot. Yes she was smart as hell but she still needed to attend school. My gran would
be pissed if she found out. Who even skips their first day?
'You're being an idiot but you do you like always!!'
I had already sent the message before the guilt set in. Was that nasty to say that? Lana was always a
few spirit she did what she wanted when she wanted but I think it was time she grew up a little.
'Pffft.....RUDE AF :( who pissed in your coffee this morning?'
I didn't reply. I would just take everything I was feeling out on her. The bitchy side was creeping in
slowly.
Hearing the door to the class open I pushed my phone into my lap. I didn't need for him to confiscate it.
"You don't need to hide it Miss Wilson. Class hasn't started yet". He chuckled. "It's nice to see you're
here on time".
Giving him a small smile I placed my phone back on the table just as it vibrated.
'You okay?'
So he finally decided to check in.
"Excellent work on your personal statement by the way".
Snapping my head up my eyes connected with his. Did he just say my work was good?
"The emotion was raw, it was real. Outstanding work Leah I really mean that".
"Thanks sir". I grinned. There I thought we weren't going to get along.
"I give credit where credit is due. Now if you'll excuse me for a second". As the classroom door closed I
picked up my phone and started writing a reply.
'Busy'
It was petty and I was being childish but I didn't care. He stood me up and no it wasn't a date but he still
stood me up. After what happened this morning I expected him to be there.
He was busy well I could be busy to.
'Real mature Leah! You best hope I don't come down there and drag your ass home'
I didn't reply. I knew if I said something to piss him off he would be true to his word and come here. I
didn't need to give the girls here another reason to hate me. I'm sure I would see him tonight anyway.
Taking another sip of my coffee Mr Gallagher walked back into the room with a coffee of his own. "How
long before the cast comes off?". He asked taking a seat behind his desk.
"Another few weeks, I have a hospital appointment tomorrow afternoon". I said.
"So you'll be missing my class Miss Wilson?". Wait was that a hint of a smirk?
"I have a letter". I stated.
He grinned walking towards my desk. "I owe you an apology Leah. I underestimated you".
He did?
"Late to my class-..."
"That was one time". I interrupted. I was new and I was late because I couldn't bloody find his class.
"Late to my class, getting caught with your phone. I thought great, another student that didn't care
about her education and then I read your work".
Was it really that good?
"You have a way with words. The emotion that was in that piece. Have you ever thought about majoring
in English Literature?". He asked.
Was he serious?
"I haven't decided what I want to do yet". I knew I was okay in this class, enough to pass my exam and
maybe even get a good grade.
"Yale have one of the best graduate English programs".
"Yale?". I laughed. Yale was a hard school to get into and I knew I didn't have the grades for it. Besides
it was to late to even apply.
"It's a great university Leah and someone with your talent would be an asset".
"I'll keep that in mind". I smiled just as the bell rang signalling class was about to start.
Smiling at Abby I moved my bag as she took her seat in front of me. I wondered if Ryan had asked her
out yet. I was excited to see Ryan but I didn't have chemistry till last period. Hopefully I'd see him at
lunch.
"Are you going to Ryan's game tomorrow night?". Abby asked as she turned around in her seat.
"Yes I'm going are you?". I asked.
"He asked me to go to the party after it but I want to go to the game".
"He asked you out?". I grinned.
"I-I think so".
"You can come with me if you want?". I was going by myself anyway.
"I'd like that". She smiled.
"Okay class settle down". Mr Gallagher yelled the noise dimming. "First of all well done on the
assignment". He grinned. "Some were better than others but you all did a great job". His eyes landed
on mine.
I blushed.
What the fuck?
Diverting my gaze I could feel the heat on my cheeks. What in the world was happening?
"You all graduate in less than 6 months. Your final exam isn't going to be easy but I want you all to
pass. I want you to pick a book". Groans filled the classroom as he continued to speak. "I want you to
write an essay, I want you to really study it. I want the causes, the effects, I want to know what the
author is telling you".
"Great". I sighed.
"What book are you picking?". Abby asked.
"This is forty percent of your final grade. You have to pass it in order to even sit the final exam. Get
thinking, get studying. Chatter amongst yourself, share ideas". Taking a seat behind his desk I leaned
back in my chair.
This shit was becoming real. Graduation day was getting closer by the minute.
"You worried?". Abby asked.
"Nah". I smiled. English wasn't what I was struggling with. I was confident I would smash it. It was the
hours of studying I couldn't be bothered with. "I'm thinking maybe a Jane Austen or Charlotte Brontë.
What about you?".
"No idea yet but hopefully he gives us plenty of time to get it done". She sighed.
"If he wants us to pass he'll have to". I laughed as my phone vibrated against the table. No surprise on
who that was.
'I'm picking you up after school'
'Okay'
After sending the text I put my phone away. I didn't need for him to catch me on it. Mr Gallagher wasn't
as bad as I first thought.
"Do you want me to pick you up tomorrow?". She asked.
"I still can't drive so yeah that would be great". I smiled.
"There isn't long left of this class. I want the name of the book you're going to be studying by Monday
so have a real good think over the weekend". The bell wrung signalling class was over.
"I'll send you my address when I get home. I've got a free period next so I'll see you later".
"Cool". She grinned. I liked Abby.
"Miss Wilson a word before you go". He was stood behind his desk his hands in his pocket.
"Yes sir?".
"Do you know what you're going to write about?". He asked.
"Not yet I'm stuck between two authors but I'm sure I'll pick the right one".
"I'm sure you will". He grinned. "I look forward to reading it".
"Thanks bye". Walking down the corridor I couldn't help but feel a little creeped out by him. First he
hated me and now it was like I couldn't get him to stop talking to me.
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