Randy helped Stacy up, and glared at Dave, who was standing next to Christy.
"She will pay…and so will you." He picked his girlfriend up, and walked past them. Trish, Candace and another dark haired girl were hovering to help Hunter.
John and Shelton turned to go back downstairs. Dave was about to say something to Joy, but she turned and walked towards her dorm. He hung his head and stared at the ground.
"Dave?" Christy asked, as Trish and the other two girls walked off down the hall fussing over Hunter, who was still holding his head. "Is everything ok?"
"Yeah, sure," he replied absent-mindedly. He slumped off toward his dorm.
Christy stood there by herself in the dim corridor. She soon retreated to her dorm. Only Joy was in there, reading a book. There was something wrong with her. She seemed so depressed lately; so secluded from everyone. However, school continued as usual the next day, the weather getting from bad to worse. The sky was a dense grey, rain lashing at the windows in biology, distorting the tree branches outside. Their teacher droned on for what seemed like hours, this time moving from cells to organisms.
At the end of the lesson, Joy handed her a note to give to Dave. She felt like everyone's messenger.
Dave sighed after he read her note in maths, leaned back on his chair.
"Do you think she'll ever for give me?" Dave asked unexpectedly, landing his chair on its front legs again, continuing with their algebra work. "I mean, it wasn't my fault…damn Stacy…"
Christy said nothing. She had no idea if Joy was going to forgive him as she had no idea what he had done.
"Haven't you spoken to her?"
Dave said nothing. Class ended suddenly, and Dave muttered 'bye'. Christy couldn't take this. It was tearing her apart as it was to them.
She was walking to English at the end of the day, after the two previous lessons having been completely forgotten. She rounded the corner, submerged in her thoughts when she smacked into the chest of someone.
"Well, well…" drawled the gruff voice of Hunter. Christy staggered backward, and dropped a few of her books.
"You are the last person I want to talk to Hunter, so why don't you just leave me…" Christy mumbled, collecting her books from the floor.
"Like I planned this anyway babe…"
Christy glared up at him. His arms were crossed over his chest and he was leaning against the wall.
"But now that you are here…" he bobbed down next to her.
"What," she snapped.
"Touchy, touchy…I like that in you…"
Christy stood up hastily, as Hunter was still kneeling on the floor. She rushed past him and along the corridor. What was he playing at? 'It has to be a trick' she thought, as she entered her noisy English class.
AUTHORS NOTE---- thanks, once again to those who r and r my chapters. I love seeing what you guys think, as well as knowing people enjoy my stories. Dont worry, there will be more drama soon, and im also thinking about introducing Ashley as a new character. Stay tuned. Lots of 3 charlie x0x
