I wrapped my arms around my books tightly, ducking my head from the blistering wind.

After lunch I showed Luce to her next class since Shelby was still being rude.

I would talk to her about that later. As soon as we'd walked into class Luce literally got ambushed by all the others.

I smiled; of course I knew that was going to happen, I mean anyone would.

One of the characters of the most famous love story shows up at school that was bound to happen.

I was snapped out of my thoughts as another figure slammed hard into me.

The books were knocked out of hands and I landed back on my butt in a huge water puddle, the rain pouring down onto me full force.

"God," I screeched. "What are you, blind?" I hissed. The person chuckled softly, a boy. "No, as far as I know both my eyes are in perfect working condition."

I snapped my head up to look him in the eyes.

Green. Emerald green. The colour of a blade of grass under a dewdrop. They were eyes I was certain I'd never seen before, but at the same time seemed so achingly familiar.

Shaggy black hair framing a beautifully sculpted face, you couldn't help but stare at. Defined cheekbones, a strong jaw, full lips.

And even though he wore a shirt, it was obvious o see he was no stranger to the gym. He was someone I'd never set eyes upon before, but seemed so painfully familiar.

A sudden bitter feeling surged through me, making me bite the sides of my cheek until I could taste blood

A feral scream escaped my mouth and I threw one of my textbooks at him as hard as I could.

He hardly stumbled, only seemed slightly amused, and very confused.

Raising an eyebrow, he reached towards me. "Don't touch me." I shrieked,waving my folder at him threateningly, very aware of how idiotic I was acting but unable to quench the anger.

My head felt like it was splitting apart.

I stumbled drunkenly to my feet, the rage making it hard to think clearly. It felt like I was trying to walk through water.

The world spun sickeningly around me, and I had to fight the urge to throw up.

Someone gently scooped me up into their arms, and all I wanted to do was snuggle closer, but at the same time I wanted to wring his neck with my bare hands.

His body was warm and sturdy as he held me. I cried out again and clawed at his face violently. He sighed, exasperated and shifted my position, so now I was slung across his back.

Where I could do nothing but scream and beat his back with my fists repeatedly.

The world swayed gently as he walked. I gave up, a sob escaping my mouth.

I don't know why I was acting like this; I mean all he was doing was helping me right? Soon I felt exhaustion take over and I surrendered myself to the darkness.

I woke up in a brightly lit room that smelled strongly of bleach.

My nose instinctively wrinkled and I tried to sit up. I heard a gasp.

"Thank god you're okay." Someone breathed. Shelby. I fell back onto the bed, gasping as the memory of the previous events besieged me.

"Oh, Dri," she hugged me tightly, I snuggled closer to her. I felt another pair of arms wrap around me, and the familiar scent of lavender over-whelmed me. Miles.

"How did I get here?" I croaked. Luce finally came into view, or at least part of her, since I still didn't want to risk looking up.

"A guy," she replied. I frowned, studying the creases on the bed sheet. "I know it was a guy Luce, I want to know who it was."

Luce sat down beside me; I could see Shelby's face visibly darkening.

I rubbed my head; I didn't need this right now. "Could I rest?" I asked, playing the sympathy card.

"I was just about to suggest that," replied the nurse ushering everybody out of the room.

"We hardly even talked." I heard Miles groan. "You'll have enough time for talking after," she scolded.

"What your friend needs now is rest, and you need to get to class…" I tuned out the voices and turned towards the wall, curling up into a ball.

Now that I was alone I had time to think. Time to think about him.

The guy who'd carried me here, even though I was sure I hadn't seen him around the school before.

For some reason I kept thinking I knew him, and I knew I felt some sort of pull towards him, and…I gulped. And I know I wanted to kill him with my bare hands.

I whimpered and closed my eyes attempting to sleep. It was the one place where I could escape.