A/N: Bonjour. I've worked hard to bring you an update. You better appreciate it, ya hear? That's cause I'm in the middle of moving and still working on school.
Chapter Four
"You weren't in any of your afternoon classes." A German accented voice pointed out to Karina while she was fishing papers out of her locker.
"Oui," The girl muttered. "You'll have to excuse me. I was not feeling well. I'm afraid that jet lag lasts for quite a while on me."
Kurt blinked at her. "Ok,' He was trying hard not to blush. Failing horrible, but trying. "I guess I was worried. Um. Did you get your homework for your morning classes done?"
With an innocent grin, Karina nodded. "I even got my afternoon classes' homework. I called the teachers after school. They were happy to help me out." She answered as they started walking down the hall to their first block together.
"That's good." The boy couldn't keep his eyes off the girl.
"Yeah. My teachers were never this nice in Fran-" The new student was cut short when she tripped over a cheerleader's foot and fell. This scattered her stuff everywhere.
"Oops. I'm so sorry. I didn't see you coming." The cheerleader smirked.
"Hey! That was totally uncalled for, Harper." Kitty had popped up out of nowhere.
The cheerleader sneered at her. "Whatever, freak."
Kurt started helping Karina gather up her things. When they stood up, he noticed she was bleeding. He reached out and grabbed her wrist.
"You're bleeding." He said as his fingers wrapped around her wrist.
Karina snatched her arm away the second Kurt's fingers, all three of them (counting his thumb), brushed her skin. "Please, don't ever touch me." She said quickly with a panicked look in her eyes. Then, she turned and ran away.
She stopped when she reached a bathroom on the opposite side of the school. Instantly, she started to viciously scrub her hands and arms. The thoughts running through her mind weren't hers.
"Get out! Get out! GET OUT!" she said in a panicked voice. The girl snatched out her phone. She hit the nine and the talk button.
A stately voice answered, "Bonjour, Karina. Comment ça va?"
"Ms. Lady, I need help. Make it go away. Please. It's so loud. I-I don't know what to do," Karina's voice broke and she felt tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Calm down, Karina," The voice was steady. "Tell me what happened."
The girl took a deep breath. "Someone tripped me. He helped me get my stuff together and I got up. Then, he noticed I was bleeding so, he grabbed my wrist. I had my guard down and he touched me."
There was silence for a few seconds. "Karina, you are a calm peaceful lake. Not a ripple on your surface," The woman instructed the younger girl on one of her exercises. "Separate yourself from the intruding thoughts. Tell me what they are."
The girl concentrated. "W-worry," Her voice broke. "He's worried about me. I disappeared after lunch yesterday. He thought about me all night. Relief. The boy was relieved when he saw me at my locker. He was mad when the cheerleader tripped me. Then, startled as I jerked my arm away from him."
"Wow. You're getting a lot better at separating the thoughts," Lady chuckled. "Are you feeling better now?"
The girl took a shuddering breath before answered, "Yes. Thank you."
"That's fine, dear," The woman chortled. "Go buy yourself something. Oh. By the way, there should be a delivery for you soon."
Karina froze. "You didn't?" She gasped. "Did you send me my baby?"
With a laugh, Lady confirmed it, "Yes, I did."
"Merci. Merci. Merci," Karina babbled. "You are the greatest."
The woman on the phone was happy. "I know. I know. Now, get to class, dear girl. Before this boy thinks he's ruined any chance with you."
"Ok, but I'm still skipping first block," The girl smiled. "It was good talking to you. Stay well."
"You too, dear. Bye." Lady hung up. Karina grinned.
"Ms. Rutherford, could you run this slip down to room 313, please?" The secretary asked the office aid.
"Sure thing." Karina smiled. There was a note in waiting in her pocket for a certain boy.
The girl walked down the halls quickly. The teachers of her morning classes had kept the class so busy, she hadn't been able to talk to Kurt. When she opened the door, she recognized the head of hair sitting in the last seat with his back to the door.
With a smooth gait, Karina walked past the boy. Subtly, she dropped the note on the desk in front of him. The girl handed the slip to the teacher before turning, winking at Kurt and leaving him to read the note.
Kurt unfolded the note that simply read, "Wanna get ice cream after school? Or are you still grounded?" It had a smiley face with a raised eyebrow. The boy couldn't help the smile. As far as he was concerned, he wasn't grounded anymore.
From the hall, Karina saw the answer to her note in the smile on Kurt's face. She walked back to the office. Glancing at her watch, she grinned. Five minutes until I'm in a class with him and get the official yes to ice cream…Mmmm. Ice cream.' She thought.
Just seconds after she entered the office the bell rang. "Wha?" Karina looked up at the school clock. Then, back to her wristwatch. Now, she noticed the second hand wasn't moving. "Crap." She muttered, before grabbing her stuff and running to her next class.
The girl had efficiently dodged most of the students in the hall. She kept an eye out for anyone trying to trip her, jumping over the ones who did try. Karina turned her head for half a second to glance at a clock on the wall. That was all it took. She collided with someone hard.
Looking up from where she had fallen to the floor, Karina saw she had run into Scott Summers, of all people. The girl lowered her eyes to gather her stuff from the floor. Standing, she felt a hand wrap around her right forearm. Scott was glaring at her from behind his shades.
Tightening his grip, he growled loud enough for only her to hear. "I know who you're affiliated with. I don't know what you're up too but you better stay away from Kurt and the rest of them."
Karina grimaced through the painful shouting in her head before giving the boy a pure evil look. "Why, Scott? Are you afraid that if I work my way into your quaint little fold that Jean will see what a controlling loser you are?" She leaned in closer. "Trust me. You're managing that quite well on your own."
Scott growled and slapped her with his free hand. The hit snapped the seventeen-year-old's head to the side and broke her lip.
"Scott!" Jean cried from a few feet away. "What's gotten into you?" She gave him a disgusted look before walking off. Scott tried to follow her but lost her quickly in the crowd.
Lookin over his shoulder, he saw Karina wiping the dribble of blood off her chin with a smile. She mouthed, "Told you so." Then, she turned and left.
She jogged down the hall before turning into her algebra class. Sitting in her seat, Karina noticed Kurt looking at the red splotch on her cheek and the forming bruise on her arm. "It's nothing. So, ice cream?" She asked. He nodded.
Kurt grinned. "Ja." She smiled wider.
A/N: Thank you to those of you who reviewed. I'd love to see more review but what can I say. I'd reply to the reviews but the links it gives me don't work. Sorry.
