Chapter 2
Present
3rd period Calculus.
Better known as the most boring class in existence at Spenser Academy.
Maybe that's an exagerration, seeing as how this only the second class she'd had at Spenser. The class seemed to drag on forever, but that may have been because she was anxious to leave. She had to find him soon. She hadn't seen him face-to-face in a year, too long, in her opinion.
After what seemed like forever, the bell signaling the end of class rang. The hunt was on.
And at 3 o'clock PM when classes were officially over it was off. Impossible. She spent every spare minute looking for him only to come up with zilch, nada, zip. Not a single clue as to how to find him.
'Oh well' she sighed to herself 'There's always tomorrow. He's got to come out sometime.'
She retreated to her room to find her roomate Natasha at her desk studying.
"There you are." she smiled. "You know classes ended about twenty minutes ago."
"Yeah, I just thought that I'd explore a bit." Dilara shrugged.
"Oh. Well, I was talking to my friend Tiffany, she lives down the hall, and there's a party at the Dells tonight." She said cheerily. when Dilara remained silent she continued, "We were thinking you should come with us, if you want that is."
"Oh no, I couldn't I've got a lot of unpacking to do. And I have to check in with my parents. I wish I could." she explained sincerely.
"Well, that's fine." she said a little less cheerily. "But you can come to Nicky's tomorrow night."
"What's Nicky's?"
"It's a Bar/Grill type thing, a lot of students hang out there on weekends, some during the week. We only go once in a while. But, we've decided to go now to sort of welcome you. So are you in?" She asked hopefully.
"Yeah. count me in." Dilara said
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True to her word Dilara did spend that night putting away her belongings, go over stuff that she would need to know to survive in school, and answering numerous phone calls from her parents(mainly her father) every half hour. The next day and afternoon pretty much passed in the same manner, only with fewer phone calls.
Ring! Ring! Ring!
She looked over to her sleeping roomate, who didn't get in until 2, even though word in the halls was that the police crashed right after midnight.
Ring! Ring! Ring!
She walked over and shook her gently.
"What d'ya'ant?" She mumbled into her pillow
Ring! Ring! Ring!
"Your phone is ringing. And you really should get up it's 2 o'clock." She told her.
"Mhmm." she reached for her phone. "Hellooo. Tiff? Yeah we're still going tonight. Yes she's coming. It's Dilara. Alright bye." She snapped the phone shut and fell back onto her pillow. One thing was for sure Natasha liked her sleep.
Dilara chuckled. "I'm going to the library I should be back before seven. When do we leave?"
"Eight o'clock sharp."
"Bye."
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Dilara spent the next four hours in the library trying desperately to figure out how to do Calculus the right way. There was no way in hell that listen to that teacher in his monotonous voice was going to help her pass this class.
Watching a chicken defrost could be more interesting than he was making math out to be.
But bck to Dilara, she was just sitting there minding her own business when this blond boy comes and sits right across from her at her table. And proceeds to check her out, saying nothing.
After 30 seconds of silence she gets agravated.
"Can I help you with something?" she forced out through clenched teeth.
"Yes." he smirked.
"And that would be...?"
"You're new." It was a statement plain and simple, he wasn't inquiring just stating the obvious.
"I'm aware."
"Well, allow me to introduce you to the only person that you need to know in this school." He stuck his hand out. "Reid Garwin."
"Charmed, I'm sure." She gathered up her books and stood to leave. He stood to follow.
"I didn't catch your name." he said, when he caught up.
"I didn't throw it." she turned to face him. "And I'd appreciate it if you didn't follow me to my room. Goodnight, Reid Garwin."
"You say that now but we'll see." he smirked again before turning into another hall.
Dilara fumed all the way back to her room, and slammed the door shut when she got there.
"Finally! I thought you were a no show." Natasha said relieved. "It's twenty minutes to seven. What happened?"
"I got delayed. Some guy who thinks he's god's gist to women, tried to chat me up in the Library."
"What guy? Was he cute?" Natasha asked eager to hear the details.
"Reid Garwin, and no comment."
"Ah Reid, been there, done that. Twice." She went back to the mirror to check her makeup. "At least have the senior girls have, a few junior too. That Son of Ipswich gets around. If you know what I mean."
"I know what you mean." Dilara laughed. "Wait what did you call him?"
"A Son of Ipswich."
"What's tha a cult?" Dilara asked.
"No" Natasha laughed, "It's just what most of the student body calls Reid and his friends."
"There are more Sons of Ipswich?"
"Yeah. There's Caleb Danvers, the oldest 'Most Likely to be President' type. Pouge Parry, he's a biker into cars, and his girlfriend Kate is pretty popular too. You already met Reid, Need I say more?" She wiggled her eyebrows.
"No. Definitely not. So that's all of them?" dilara aked while looking for something suitable to wear.
"No. Last but not least is Tyler Simms." Dilara' breath hitched at his name. "He's the youngest, smart too, but kinda quiet."
I'm definitely going to need a sexier outfit.
"Do they go to Nicky's?" he asked hopefully
"Do they go?" Natasha scoffed. "They're the reason that everyone else goes. If it's Saturday night odds are 9/10 the Sons are there." She smiled at her reflection. "Perfect. Hey come on don't just watch me, get ready. If you're not in the car by eight your walkin'."
"Alright, alright. I'm going." She walked into their small showerless bathroom to change.
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"Reid hurry up if you're not out in here in two minutes I'm leaving without you."
"Don't get your panties in a twist Baby Boy." Reid came out of the bathroom adjusting his beanie. "This level of perfection takes time."
"Whatever lets go."
"Whoa. What crawled up your ass and died?" reid asked as they walked out of their dorm room.
"Nothing. Just the sooner we get there the more money Abbot loses." Tyler answered.
"True. I like the way you think."
Tyler would never in a million years tell Reid that the true cause of his foul mood was that he hadn't heard from is oversees girlfriend in a week, and he starting to worried. The best way to get over worry, get angry.
As soon as Reid's door closed, Tyler sped out of the School lot.
"Did I tell you about this hot chick I saw at the Library tonight." Reid questioned.
"Nope." Not that care about you meeting some girl, when Dilara could be kidnapped or dead.
"Man, she was hot. If you would've seen her Baby Boy you would've wet the floor." Reid told him.
"That hot, huh?" Tyler said distractedly.
He listened to Reid go on and on about that girl until they actually walked into Nicky's.
"There they are let's go. And would you shut up about library girl."
"Green is not your color Baby Boy." Reid patted him on the shoulder before heading to the table already occupied by Kate and Pouge.
Tyler rolled his eyes and followed suit. This was going to be a long night.