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"Students, you will be assigned a project, a poetry assignment. I will pair you with someone and you will write three different poems. Hate, Love, Angst, I don't care but it will be graded. So Caitlyn and Nate, George and Kristy, Shane and Mitchie..." I turned to Caitlyn eyes wide. Shane came up sitting beside me.
"Hey partner, shall we begin?" he asked obnoxiously.
"Whatever" I muttered fiddling with my pencil.
"I know you want me just admit it" he said leaning back lazily.
"No I don't leave me alone" I exclaimed getting up and walking to the bathroom. I exited a few minutes later. I walked down the quiet hall, when suddenly a hand appeared out of no where and pulled me into the janitors closet.
I tried to scream, but the hand covered my mouth. My flailing limbs were held down as I was shoved roughly against the wall. The person turned on the light above us and a glare hardened on his face.
"What the hell is your problem?" I demanded, he gripped me tighter, tears began to gather in the corners of my eyes.
"Do not speak to me like that! We have a problem, you are hitting on my sisters boyfriend" he stated, I looked at his confused beyond reason.
"Who's your sister? I'm not hitting on any guys" I said confused even more.
"Tess Tyler, you are hitting on her boyfriend Nate Bleu" he explained as if he was talking to child. I scoffed.
"First of all, she is not his girlfriend. Second, I don't hit on Nate, he's my best friend. And third if you don't let me go this instant I will scream so loud you won't hear for a month." I stated calmly, emphasizing her not being his girlfriend. He smirked.
"Go ahead, scream, I dare you" he said, so I shrugged and opened my mouth, letting out an ear piercing screech. He slapped me across the face, and I gaped at him.
"You try that again, and I won't be so nice next time. Stop hitting on her boyfriend, and we won't have a problem. And if you tell anyone about our little meeting, let's just say it won't be pretty" he stated. I was about to scream again, when the door opened.
"Oh you bet you ass it won't be pretty if you don't take your filthy hands off her" it was Shane, I never thought I'd say this but, I was glad to see Shane. Tess' brother smirked and ran his hands down to my hips, then lower. I squirmed helplessly, this sent Shane over the edge. He pounced at him, knocking him off of me. I fell onto the floor and screamed as I landed on my arm. Shane stopped punching him and turned to me. Tess's brother ran out of the room and down the hall, but Shane didn't leave my side.
"Where does it hurt?" he asked gently. I tried to lift my arm, but screamed out in pain. He gently put it onto his lap to examine it.
"We need to get you to the nurse it looks broken" he muttered helping me up. I saw his eyes darken in anger when he saw the bruises that Tess' brother left on my arms.
"Thank you Shane" I whispered as he held me around the waist as we walked to the infirmary. He gave me the softest smile I had ever seen from him, and tightened his grip on my waist lightly. My wrist was broken, as it turned out, so I had a cast put on it. Shane stayed the entire time, holding my other hand tightly. When we entered my room, I was bombarded by questions. Shane guided me to my bed, and covered me with a blanket.
"Guys, give her some air, I'll explain later" Shane said ushering Jason and Ella out the door. They waved and went to dinner, worried. Nate was by my side in seconds.
"Mitch? What happened?" he asked softly, I sat up in my bed, so I was leaning against him.
"Tess' brother pulled me into the janitors closet and shoved me around a bit, telling me to stop hitting on you" I muttered looking at my hand, that wasn't the cast. Nate reached over and laced his with mine.
"I'm sorry you got mixed up in this, did he hurt you?" Nate asked fearing the worst, I looked down and raised my hand out from under the covers, showing him my cast.
"When Shane tackled him off of me, I fell and broke my wrist. It's not that bad, really" I tried to reassure him. I loved Nate all to pieces, but he was an over-analyzer, which annoyed me to no end.
"Are you kidding me?! Of course it's bad! What's his name? He's gonna get a piece of my mind" Nate rambled until I put my finger to his lips.
"Shane took care of it. He saved me" I explained softly, turning to the boy in question. He smiled softly.
"I'm just glad your okay" he muttered looking at his feet, which were awkwardly kicking at the carpet. Caitlyn burst into the room and screamed when she saw me.
"Where were you!? I couldn't find you, so I freaked out!" Caitlyn screamed rushing over to the bed.
"Umm, a little incident, Shane? Can you explain, I'm really tired" I yawned moving so I was resting my head against Nate's chest.
"Is this okay?" I asked Nate as I felt my eyes falling shut. He wrapped his arms around me and nuzzled into my hair.
"Yea, it's fine" he yawned as well. He fell asleep, and I joined him listening as Shane and Caitlyn talked quietly.
When I awoke the next morning I found Caitlyn and Shane fast asleep on the couch, Caitlyn resting against Shane. I stretched and shook Nate awake, he groaned and hugged me tighter.
"Nate wake up" I whispered, as to not wake Shane and Caitlyn. He mumbled something, intrigued I listened as he mumbled some more.
"Mitchie" he sighed in his sleep, I gasped. He shifted for a moment before opening his eyes slowly. I watched as he woke up, noticing what I didn't before. He really was a cutie, his deep brown eyes lit up when he saw me, which made my heart flutter slightly.
"Morning, you wanna get some breakfast?" he asked stretching, not fazed by waking up next to me, again.
"Yea, just let me get dressed. Let Shane and Caitlyn sleep, they need it" I said going to the en-suite bathroom. We got dressed and headed out to breakfast, eating in almost silence. When Nate dropped me off at my room, I walked in and leaned against the now closed door. All I could think was, do I like Nate?
Okay guys, this is now the time for you to vote. I can have this be just a doubting time, and have it still be Smitchie, and Naitlyn. Or this could become a Nitchie and Shaitlyn. It's up to you, I can write either. I hope you liked this, it was a bit short, but when I know which direction it's going in I'll write more.
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