Belle wanted to fade from the entire world. She had to listen to her friends talk excitedly about the upcoming prom while they were going back to the classroom. When they arrived she thought that maybe they d stop talking about that damn prom and maybe talk about other things but the talk about prom themes and the designs of their dresses never ceased until she has no idea when.
By the last period Belle dashed out of the classroom just shouting her goodbyes so her Ruby won t drag her to join their talk. Belle doesn t have the nerve to tell Ruby that she was dreading this year s prom because she had financial crisis. It was very clear to Belle that Ruby was the most excited about prom among her friends. So Belle ran.
She had her earphones on by the time she was passing through the side of the school where only a few cars are parked, Belle always thought that the owner of the cars parked are the high ranking teachers in her school. She had to take this route to go home. Belle s house was just at the back of the school. It was a 10 minute walk from the school to her house and in a normal day Belle would sit by her hiding and spot and spend a few minutes reading a book but today Belle felt like enjoying the calming music she was listening to and sit at her hiding spot. Her hiding spot was at the back of the Cadillac car that seemed to live there for forever. Belle wanted to read till it goes dark not caring that her father would wonder where she was. She just wanted to take a break from all the problems she seems to have to undertake, alone. Belle arrived at her usual spot and it s still the same, the Cadillac that always parked there was still there. She often wondered who in the school owns the car, she never had the opportunity to meet the owner because every time the owner would get to his car she was already long gone, but Belle always suspected that it was the principal s, though it may not seem that the principal owns the car because he certainly doesn t look like the type and the only other person she suspected as the owner was Robert Gold but Belle would just shake her head on the thought, Surely he s not that rich, is he? She always ask her self that every time her mind supplies Robert Gold as the answer.
Belle took out some tissue and cleaned the bench happy that the Cadillac would hide her from anyone. After cleaning, Belle sat and took out her copy of her Pride and Prejudice book then started reading. Belle was so lost in the book that hours later she didn t notice the man who owns the Cadillac approach her.
Gold huffed in annoyance. He clearly had no idea what was wrong with him today. Sure, he thought of Belle French often but it was really different today. She always seemed to pop out of his mind every minute and usually Gold was one of the few who listened during his Calculus class but today his mind seemed to drift off with the others.
Gold didn t hang out with anyone after class or no one wanted to hang out with him after class. It s just David Nolan and Jeff Hatter that always bugs him to join them for a hang out. He never accepted an invitation though. Gold wasn t the type to hang out with anyone. So, after class he goes to the park near the school and waits there for half an hour before he goes to his car and drive home. There was a time last year, his junior year, when he headed to his car he noticed that the dusty bench beside his car was now clean at least a spot of the bench was cleaned. It looked like someone sat there. Gold wondered who was crazy or lonely enough to sit there and Gold just brushed it off thinking that maybe it was just a onetime thing but the next day he saw the spot was clean again, no half the bench was clean. This went on until today and Gold never saw the person who seems to like stay by the bench.
What Robert Gold didn t know is that today would be the day that he would finally know who practically owned the bench. He still followed his routine, he went to the park after school and stayed there for half an hour and headed to his car. When he proceeded to head to the driver s seat he didn t expect the lovely sight that would greet him. It was Belle French reading a book with earphones on, clearly hypnotized with whatever she was reading.