Waking up that morning I felt sore. The area between my legs ached when I walked and I felt sick to my stomach. I desperatley wanted to ask not to go to school, but I knew my parents wouldn't let me...especially not with me telling my mother to shut up the night before. They would only let me stay home if I was puking my guts up.

I wish I was.

Looking in the mirror at myself, I buttoned up the top button of my shirt so no one would see the Mark. I made sure no one would ever see it, no matter what. I would have liked to wear my khaki's too, but unfortunately they were in the wash - leaving me in my plaid skirt. I only hoped Mr. Sebastian wouldn't look up it...

"Come on Lona, we're going to be late!" John called from outside the bathroom.

"...coming," I replied, and then followed him out of the house for a ride to school.


The schoolday was slow. Every class I took notes, but I hadn't been my usual Sponge - self. I couldn't focus, I could only fear for later that day...for his class.

And unfortunatley again, he was in the doorway, waiting for me.

"Good day Lona," he said with a warm smile. He lowered his voice as I approached him. "Did you sleep well?"

"Fine," I snapped and pushed past him and walked into the room, then stopped. I remembered the night before; the floor where we'd had sex, the desk where he'd kissed me, the window that showed Bradley's betrayal...

I had ignored Bradley all day, but I'd felt his eyes on me. But I didn't give second chances to cheaters.

My face flushed as I took my seat. Lowering my head, I looked down at my desk as a few other students shuffled into the room.

"Lona!" Maria hissed, coming over to my desk. I haven't seen you all day!"

I said nothing.

"Lona...are you ok?" she asked after a moment.

"Alright everyone, let's get started!" Sebastian said, walking into the classroom and shutting the door behind him. I frowned, but looked up to focus on the lesson.

And as much as I tried to, I couldn't help but think back to last night. To when we'd had sex...and I wondered how many other girls he'd seduced in the school. Well, he hadn't seduced me...I wasn't in love with him...

I hated him.

By the time the lesson was over, we were all handed a worksheet. I sighed and looked at it, already knowing the answers...but I had no motivation to work on anything. And then I felt his eyes on me. Sebastian was sitting at his desk behind us, but I could feel that familiar eerie sensation crawling on me. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up and I shifted in my seat.

I glanced up at the clock. We still had 15 minutes left of class. I bit my lip; the creepy sensation was really starting to get to me. I shifted again in my seat and stared blankly down at my worksheet.

"Lona?" Sebastian called, and I froze in my seat. "Will you come help me with something?"

"...yeah," I mumbled and stood up. I didn't want to argue and give him a reason to give me detention. Again.

I turned and raised my head to look at him, though my eyes were locked on his eyebrows instead so I could avoid his gaze. I felt like giving him eye contact would be like giving into him. He smiled, and then turned and walked into the backroom. All teachers had a backroom where an extra desk, extra books, etc...were all stored. As we walked in, he closed the door just enough so that no one else could peek in.

"You needed help?" I asked, crossing my arms and keeping my voice low.

He smirked. "You seemed distracted today. Were you remembering last night?"

"Shut up!" I snapped softly. "I was not remembering it!" Even though that was a total lie.

He chuckeled, and then leaned down and kissed me, his lips moving against mine. I blinked. How dare he kiss me now! When class is still going on! And students were in the other room!

I took a step back, but found myself trapped against the wall. Damn! Was he going to have sex with me right now, right here?

His lips formed into a feral smile, like a predator closing in on their prey. I held my breath, hoping not to show my fear...but it was probably very evident in my eyes.

"Now now, don't be afraid..." he whispered, leaning in towards my ear. "I cannot wait to take you again..."

"W - when...?" I asked softly.

He pulled away to smile. "When is your next free period?"

"N - next hour..." I stuttered.

"Then here," he handed me a pink hallway pass. "You will come here next hour."

"But I -" I began to protest, but he handed me a stack of papers.

"Pass these out for me, please?"

"...alright..." I muttered, and walked back out to pass out tonights homework.


AUTHORS NOTE:

I finally updated Chapter 4! My cold has gotten a bit better, and I'm sorry for the chapter being so weak! I was also suffering from a cold yesterday, and trying to concentrate in class too. But now that I'm feeling better I've decided to update. Please review! :)