Chapter 3
(Lorraine's Point Of View)
Everything's planned. John and I know perfectly what we have to do, when we have to do it, where we have to do it and even how we have to do it. So why do I feel so nervous! It's maybe because of that eerie black-haired girl that always seems to be spying on us! It's so reassuring to know that someone might be spying on you when you are planning something so big! I hope I'm just being paranoiac again. Please, let it be the paranoia again!
"Lorraine, you ok? You're shaking." John whispered.
"I."
No. I couldn't say that I was fine. Not to him. He knows that it's absolutely false.
"I'll be fine, don't you worry about me, John. Do you have the ropes?"
"Yeah, I stole them from Bore. I'm sure he won't mind when he'll know why I took them for."
"John! Stop it! You're not funny! Not funny at all!" I said, perhaps a little too loud.
The lonely black-haired girl looked up from her book and crossed my gaze. I smiled nervously.
"We should leave the library." I hissed, still looking at the girl.
Couldn't she look elsewhere for God's sake!
"Sure" he simply answered, totally unaware of the tension between me and the piercing-eyed girl.
We left that library, the only place we liked in this school, with a last good bye to Miss Reilan, The Cricket.
To be continued...
(Lorraine's Point Of View)
Everything's planned. John and I know perfectly what we have to do, when we have to do it, where we have to do it and even how we have to do it. So why do I feel so nervous! It's maybe because of that eerie black-haired girl that always seems to be spying on us! It's so reassuring to know that someone might be spying on you when you are planning something so big! I hope I'm just being paranoiac again. Please, let it be the paranoia again!
"Lorraine, you ok? You're shaking." John whispered.
"I."
No. I couldn't say that I was fine. Not to him. He knows that it's absolutely false.
"I'll be fine, don't you worry about me, John. Do you have the ropes?"
"Yeah, I stole them from Bore. I'm sure he won't mind when he'll know why I took them for."
"John! Stop it! You're not funny! Not funny at all!" I said, perhaps a little too loud.
The lonely black-haired girl looked up from her book and crossed my gaze. I smiled nervously.
"We should leave the library." I hissed, still looking at the girl.
Couldn't she look elsewhere for God's sake!
"Sure" he simply answered, totally unaware of the tension between me and the piercing-eyed girl.
We left that library, the only place we liked in this school, with a last good bye to Miss Reilan, The Cricket.
To be continued...