Kyla's P.O.V
Two weeks went by quickly and uneventful. Paul wasn't at school for the most of the time, but when he was, he looked at me every time we were in the same room. He didn't have the same look on his face though. He looked...worried. About what, I did not know.
Just like I had thought I became good friends with Ryan's friends, and I was happier than I'd been in a while. Lynn and I only met in class but she was still a good friend. I was a little uncomfortable by the fact that she knew about my parents but she never brought it up so that was good.
On Monday, my fourth week at La Push High, everything went straight to hell though. I was standing by my locker, taking my english book out when I heard someone approach.
"Hi Kyla" Ryan was leaning against the locker next to mine with his hands in his pockets.
"What's up Ryan?" I said as I was shutting my locker. He looked at me and frowned.
"Why didn't you tell me?" he asked, he sounded almost hurt. "I thought you knew you could trust me" he mumbled. I looked at him confused. What was he talking about?
"I don't really know what you're talking-"
"About your parents" he interrupted me. "Why didn't you tell me?" I stopped dead in my tracks. How did he found out about that?
"Who told you about that?" I asked. He stopped too and locked at me with sad eyes.
"That chick from your biology class, Lynn or something" he answered and shrugged. "But why? Do you not trust me?"
I couldn't speak. She had told him that my parents were dead! I didn't want anyone to know, I didn't want people to treat me any different. I didn't want to be the girl with the dead parents.
"Kyla? Look, I'm sorry, I get it. You don't wanna talk about. Come on, let's get to class. We have P.E" he grabbed my hand when I didn't answer and dragged me to P.E.
I felt hurt, betrayed and most of all furious! I thought we were friends! I felt tears burning in my eyes but I refused to let them out. As we were waiting for the teacher I sat down on a bench and tried to think of something else. I looked up at Paul who was talking to his friend Jared and almost as if he knew I was looking at him his eyes locked with mine.
He gave a small smile and a little wave wich I returned. I hadn't talked to him since that bonfire thing, but he didn't seem to hate me. I felt someone sit down next to me and arms being wrapped around me tightly.
"I am so sorry Kyla, you know you can talk to me right?" the person let me go and I saw Beth sitting there looking at me with sad eyes, and Sophie sitting next to her. What the hell? They also know? I stared at them.
"Yeah, thanks" I mumbled and looked down. Did everyone know now?
"Do you miss them much?" I looked at Sophie and felt a sudden urge to slap the stupid blonde across the face. And I wasn't really a violent person. What the hell kinda question was that?
"You're asking me if I miss my dead parents?" I struggled to keep my voice from shaking, I was so angry. My mom and dad...
I stood up and without looking back I walked out. When I was outside I started running, and I heard someone running behind me. It had to be Beth or Sophie, so I turned around to scream at them.
"What do you want!?" I screamed. Then I saw who it was. It was neither Beth nor Sophie. It was Paul. He looked at me with pain in his eyes. "Oh" I mumbled as I looked at him. He approached me slowly.
"Are... Are you ok?" he asked, hesitantly. I looked down. Then I felt his hand under my chin, tilting my head up to look at him. I felt those stupid tears run down my face.
"Kyla, please talk to me" he murmured. I tried to blink away the tears but with no success. Without another word he wrapped his arms around me and hugged me close to his chest. I breathed in his woodsy scent and felt myself relax slightly. I calmed down a bit and took a deep breath.
He let me a go and grabbed both of my hands instead.
"C'mon" he said and started walking towards the forest. We didn't walk deep in to the forest so I could still see the school. We sat down on a fallen tree and he let go of my hands.
"Why are you so nice to me?" I asked in a low voice as I looked in to his beautiful eyes.
"Why wouldn't I?" he asked and gave me a small smile. "I really like you Kyla, if you haven't noticed." I blushed and looked down at my hands.
"I like you too" I mumbled. And as soon as I said it I realized how true that was. I really liked him.
"So" he finally said. "talk to me. What's going on?" he said and grabbed my small hand in his large one.
The next chapter will be more Paul and Kyla confessions you guys! Just wait for it! xoxo
