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PATRICIA'S POV
Patricia tiredly pulled a lock of her fiery red hair away from her face letting out an inward sigh. Usually she was some-what captivated in her history classes but these days her mind had been just an endless sea of questions and conspiracies. It varied from the mysterious man who kept haunting her to her best friend Joy whom she needed to figure out about.
She frowned as she tried to pay attention to the lesson was teaching but everything was driving her nuts. She wondered if she'd ever stop feeling like this. Like everything was about to explode out of her. She looked around at all her classmates. They were all doing what they always did. Alfie and Jerome messing around and making a joke of the entire class. Amber flirting with Mick. Fabian and Nina listening. Mara copying down each word said. She wondered how they could all do that. Act like nothing was wrong like Joy wasn't kidnapped. She felt disgusted but maybe she just needed to get over it. She shook her head that never would work she couldn't give up like that. Who else would help Joy then?
Patricia finally looked up just long enough to hold eyes. She didn't know what she expected to see there, maybe a flash of guilt or an apology? But all she got was a wall a blank damned wall. She hated that feeling of bitterness and betrayal lingering inside of herself. had betrayed her but she'd been a fool to trust him in the first place. She'd blurted out all her stupid conspiracies about Joy and Victor and just everything. And he'd turned around and went to Victor's side. It felt like a slap in the face. She still didn't understand that, underneath all his charades he was good? Right? But these days she was beginning to doubt that maybe he'd only pretended to take her seriously and just thought she was a child maybe over imaginative assumptions. The simple idea of that just filled her with even more anger then she should have had.
"Patricia" Mara said rests a hand softly on his shoulder
"What?" She asked as she jolted her head from her polished table where she'd been sitting alone.
"Patricia class just ended" Mara said speaking softly as she let a light laugh escape her lips
"Thanks I'll catch up with you in a second but I need to discuss the work with " She said giving him a poisonous side-long glance
"Are you sure I'd be fine with waiting" Mara offered kindly as she tugged on one of her dark swirling curls.
"No it's fine" Patricia reassured her a tad bit more gruff then she'd meant to come off "Besides it might take a while, you can head onto Math" she said this time her voice softening
"I'll save you a seat" Mara promised as she quietly exited the class.
Patricia rolled her eyes as she walked over to desk. "So now you're ignoring me" She spat
"No" He sighed
"Well you turned on me. You're helping them now. You said you'd help me. I trusted you. I thought you'd help me. I thought that you would understand!" She shouted at him
He looked at her with absolutely no emotion on his face that he was ready to display "Quiet down someone might hear you"
"It's alright everyone already thinks I mad" She quipped
"Do you have any idea what this is like for me? My best friend was clearly kidnapped and no one absolutely no one believes me. And let's not forget that the one person who I thought might have helped... had a change of heart" She said sourly
"This isn't you're business to meddle in" Jason said slowly pushing his dark chocolatley hair out of his eyes
"Yes it is" She said raising a dark singular eyebrow at him as they locked eye contact. His eyes were the color of chocolate chip cookies melting in an oven. They also were radiating that same warmth in them. She looked away quietly trying to fight the blush creeping into her cheeks. He let out a small smile as he wrapped his finger around one of her locks almost absent-mindedly She stared at him in surprise she wasn't sure if she was supposed to move away. She took a deep breath never having felt so nervous in her life. She wasn't familiar with this feeling. She liked it but she hated it. And the worst part was acknowledging her she was even supposed to feel like this way or maybe the worst part was the fact it was illegal. No, that wasn't the worst part at all. The worst part was that the feelings were one sided.'
let go of the lock of her hair almost at once and practically jumped away. Suddenly his body stiffened and he became as a still a rock. There were a thousand things Patricia was hoping he would say but all that swam out of his mouth was
"You have another class" it sounded cold and filled with a certain edge she didn't expect. He quickly scribbled something down and headed it to her. "Give this to your teacher for your next class explaining why you're late" He told her. She gave a small nod as she slipped out of the classroom almost at once. She almost immediately grabbed onto her small lock of hair trying to absorb the warmth that was still lingering. But it was quietly disappearing just as fast as the moment had.
