Chapter four.
The day had gone by really fast. Maybe cuz I was in a daze for most of the time. Walking around like a zombie in that Marlyn manson Music video or something. That thought of him loving someone..that sentence playing over and over in my head like a dirty or scratched cd that skips and no one bothers to do anything about it. I cant stop thinking about it. My mind isnt fixing that cd. Why?
I walked to my bus and got on. I saw Amie and Alisha and went twards them when I fell into the seat. Someone had pulled me in.
"Sasuke!" I gasped.
"Hey your still gonna help me with this tonight arnt you?" He said holding up the poster.
"Of course. Sorry. So were just gonna go to your house Right away? I asked. 'What a stupid question if he wanted me to go over there right away he would have pulled me into this seat.
"Ha you idiot. If I didn't want you over there right away I wouldn't have pulled you into this seat with me." He said putting his hand on my shoulder.
I blushed my famous blush. "Ri-right." I studderd. 'Man I must look like a compleate Idiot.'
"Oh..I
forgot. You Left this in class today." I said handing him the
notebook.
"Oh thanks." He said. His hand brushed mine when he
took it. His hands, they are so soft. So cold.
The bus started to move. And Sasukes eyes fixed to his backpack looking for something, He pulled out a pen and opend his note book and began to write again.
'His hands…Theyre as cold as ice. Has this boy have no warmth? Or does he need someone to warm his heart to warm the blood in his hands? Warmth on the heart? Why Did I think that? Hes probobly waiting for some girl to warm his heart and some girl to warm his hands in her hands.'
'Yea some GIRL to warm his hands. No way is he like me. He loves Girls. Course he does, They're all over him all the time of the day. So he must love them like they love him. Like I love him.'