Hey guys. Thanks for my reviews. I like getting them. :o) Keep it up. They make me happy! I'm a happy camper! (hmmm. I shouldn't have said that. Hehe) So here's Chapter 7. Hope it's ok. Shall update as soon as I can.
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Chapter 7:
"OUCH," I cried after my face collided with something I can only describe as being very hard.
"SUZE…God I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there," said a familiar voice. I looked up and to my relief, though to my total embarrassment, I saw Ryan staring down at me. When I say down. I mean down. The guy was like three times the size of me after all.
"Oh, hey Ryan. Sorry about that. It wasn't your fault, I guess I should watch where I'm going," I said feeling my cheeks burning up.
"No, no not at all. It's just I was coming down the corridor, not paying too much attention and then, bam. There you were," he replied.
"Yup….here I am," I added in response. "Gosh Simon…here I am?!…Get a life." Ryan let out a little laugh and smiled at me. This time it was a really big smile. You know one of those heart-stopping smiles from the movies. Perfection. Absolute perfection.
"So, what's with the hurry anyway?" Ryan asked
"Well if you must know," I lowered my voice into a quiet whisper, though loud enough that Ryan could hear me, "I was trying to get away from 'Senor Psychopath' in there, and pointed into Father Dom's office.
"Father Dominic? I thought you liked him?" Ryan looked at me a little confused
"No, not Father Dominic. His early morning visitor, Paul Slater." I said whilst rolling my eyes.
"Oh right. Yeah, I've yet to meet this Slater guy. Maybe you could introduce us." I just shook my head at this comment.
" If you want to die of boredom then go ahead." I said, "The guy is obsessed with himself. And he's a complete and utter moron. He actually thinks I like him, and won't leave me alone. He's like the itch that wouldn't go away. I mean the guy needs to go buy himself a clue."
"Oh don't worry Suze. I'll protect you." He winked at me and threw me a crooked smile. Okay well my heart was beating so hard and so fast, I think he could probably see it through my new sweater. I didn't know what to say. I was just staring at the guy. Thankfully the door to Father D's office swung open a few seconds later.
"Ah, Mr Cooper. There you are. Please, come in." Father Dominic said with a rather sickening smile, though that smile was soon wiped off when he saw me. A frown took its place. "Susannah! What are you still doing here? Do you desire that detention from Sister Ernestine? No? Well hurry along now, I do not want you to keep your first period teacher waiting." I said I was leaving to Father Dom and turned around, but before I got the chance to head down the hall Ryan called after me.
"Hey Suze. I've got Chemistry with Mr Farrows third period, and I was told you do to, so, see you then?" he said with a questioning glance
"Yeah, see you later," I called after him. He smiled at me again and then retreated into Father Dominic's office for the second time.
"Well Simon, the way the things are going, the year is on the up," I thought to myself, and turned the corner to get to first period, narrowly missing Sister Ernestine.
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It seemed like an eternity to third period, but God was it worth it. Ryan was the first person in the lab due to the fact that Father Dom had let him out a few minutes early to have an introduction with Mr Farrows and get himself settled in. He'd saved a seat for me at the back of the room next to him, as he didn't know anyone else, though I like to think it's because I'm so wonderful and charming, but whatever. Cee and Adam were the next arrivals. Adam hadn't noticed us at first, but Cee Cee had. Her jaw dropped. Adam, finally realising why Cee Cee had stopped dead in the middle of the classroom elbowed her in the side. " Hey Cee, you need a bucket over there."
Cee, taking her eyes of Ryan for a moment, turned and stared at Adam. "What are you talking about?" she demanded.
"You know? A bucket. You'd need one to catch all that drool spewing out of your mouth." Adam actually looked hurt by what Cee Cee had done and went storming off to the other side of the classroom and threw his books down onto the table. Firstly I mean, any normal girl would have done exactly the same thing, it's not like Cee Cee has committed a major crime by looking at a guy that way, and secondly, what was Adams problem. I mean he doesn't even like Cee Cee right? Or so he keeps telling me.
Cee Cee rolled her eyes in the direction of Adam and turned back around to face me. Ryan was preoccupied trying to memorise all the room changes he had on his schedule so he didn't notice my little conversation with Cee.
"Who is that?" Cee mouthed pointing to Ryan.
"His names Ryan. He's new," I replied. I was a little stoked with myself as I was the one sitting next to him
"OMG, he's so cute," said Cee Cee, "Why are you sat next to him though?" She looked a little bit confused by this but obviously I couldn't tell her the real reason. I was about to come up with this story about how I'd bumped into him outside Father Dom's office, but Mr Farrows, the bane of my life, came strutting into the room.
"Right can everybody take their places, and quieten down please?" Mr Farrows told us. "Cee Cee, your seat seems to be getting a little cold over there next to Mr McTavish." Cee Cee immediately ran over to her place next to Adam, though he didn't look ecstatic that she'd finally decided to join him.
"OK. Well as I'm sure most of you have already noticed, we have a new student with us today. Ryan Cooper." Everybody looked around to get a glimpse of him. He was going to be some hat of a novelty around here for the next few days I could imagine. "As Mr Cooper was not present in homeroom this morning, Father Dominic has kindly asked that we use the first five minutes of out lesson to get to know him a little better." He looked over at Ryan and then put his hand out and beckoned him forward. " Mr Cooper, if you'd be so kind."
"Wish me luck," he said in a slightly nervous voice.
"Good luck," I mouthed.
"Now, Mr Cooper, why don't you tell us a bit about yourself? Mr Farrows asked.
"Well, my names Ryan Cooper. I'm seventeen years old and I'm a transfer student from Maine."
The conversation between Ryan and Mr Farrows continued for a couple more minutes, filled with 'ooh's,' and 'ahh's,' from the class. Adam was the only one who didn't seem to be enjoying himself. All I could make out was an expression on his face, which had "oh please," written all over it. That was until I'd noticed another member of the class sat a few rows in front of me who I hadn't noticed before. But unlike Adam, this particular person didn't look sad and annoyed. He looked angry. REALLY angry.