Chapter Two – I hope you guys like it!
My eyes fluttered open. I was in an unfamiliar room, which stank of cheap alcohol, and a shit load of weed.
My eyes drifted to a close again. I could feel someone beside me; something was poking into my back...
I leapt up.
There lieing with his face in a pillow, was Farm boy.
It was now that I made a shocking revelation.
I was naked.
Shock buzzed through me, quickly than an electric shock.
"Shit!" I muttered under my breath, as the search for my missing underwear began.
I found my bra slung over the steering wheel. Yeah, I don't think I want to know.
I raced to get dressed, and snuck out of the van as quickly as my legs would carry me.
There was no recollection of what happened last night in my mind, but by the looks of things. It can't have been good.
Time passed quickly, and I was at College once again. Strategically avoiding farm boy all day proved to be difficult; seeing as I was in most of his lessons.
But I succeeded none the less.
"Mini!"
I jumped in fright.
Grace stood before me wearing a black and white striped dress, with red tights, and neatly buckled black shoes.
Her head tilted to the side, as if to examine me before she spoke again.
"Where did you disappear to yesterday?"
Oh no. She knows. All I can do is play dumb.
"What do you mean?" I replied, feigning innocence.
"You know, after psychology. I sent Alo out to find you; but either of you never came back."
"Err... I don't know what you mean. I didn't see him at all, I, urm must have missed him or something"
"How very peculiar. He was acting awfully strange this morning. Very touchy. I wonder what happened." She looked as if she had drifted off into space,
I was just about ready to make my escape, when the last person I wanted to see made his way up the hall.
He looked slightly angry, a sight that made my toe involuntarily curl with pleasure.
I wanted to slap myself. Hard.
"We need to talk," his said firmly,
"No, we don't. Because there isn't anything to talk about," I retreated backwards, forgetting that Grace was still there.
"Urm, I'll just go and find Rich and Franky" she murmured, before hastily walking away from the building tension between me and the flame haired boy standing before me.
His eyes continued to bore into the back of my head. I felt slightly exposed. He spoke once again.
"Last night was..."
"A mistake" I brashly cut in.
"Well I would going more for incredible, but your way works too I suppose"
Incredible? Oh Jesus, This had to end. Now.
"I didn't know what I was doing last night. It wasn't me. So don't go expecting things; and don't you dare and even try to run your mouth. Because I will hunt you down. Trust me; you'll be picking chunks of that ginger mop out of your jumper for weeks."
He didn't appear to be phased by this blatant threat. In fact, he reacted the complete opposite of how he was supposed to. He bent his head and leant forward until we were so close our noses were touching.
"What are you afraid of?" he whispered,
I couldn't say anything for a moment. His eyes were too close for comfort. Luckily I snapped out of my trance, and pushed him away from me to put some well needed distance between me and the Farm Boy.
"Stay away from me," I growled,
"With pleasure love" he smiled sarcastically, as did I.
We both just stood in the hall, sneering at one another. Until he finally looked downwards at his feet.
I took this opportunity to push past him, and made my well deserved exit.
Not even bothering to sneak a glance back.
God, when did it all get so fucking hard?
