Ch.4 .HEY HEY HEY! IT'S BEEN A WHILE AND THANKS FOR READING. I NO IM BAD AT WRITING AND I DONT HAVE A BETA SO BAIR WITH ME OK? THANKS AND PLEASE CONTINUE TO READ AND ENJOY. BYEBYE! :D
School began and I'm sitting in homeroom. Today isn't going to be a good day. I'm too nervous and Kevin's in almost all of my classes. As the ten minutes go by I sit there silently as I panic. Breath in, out, in, out and no no no! Calm down! I can do this.
Why do I care about Kevin I don't like him and he always used to bully me. This is preposterous! I can't like him that is out of the question! I could never he is just a friend who asked me to go on a simple gathering of kids that talk, dance, and eat food like maniacs. RING RING! Oh no no no, the day of reckoning begins.
I have somehow gotten through the day so far and its lunch time right now. I usually sit at a table by myself. The boys have been missing for a while now. I don't know what happened but there not here right now, I miss them. I grab my lunchbox and slowly unzip the zipper of the bag. Then a sudden motion jerks it out of my hand. I stay frozen as a voice rings threw my ear.
"Hey nerd what do you think you're doing at our table?" I know who it is. It's the group of jocks that usually pick on my throughout the day. I look up just fast enough for them to catch me by the hat and slam my head into the table. By the time they are done with that a hand comes in contact with my face than stops. I blink a couple of times and look up. Kevin has the guy in a hand hold by the neck and threatening him.
"I swear the next time you do that you don't have to worry about me, you'll be dead. OK?!" Kevin says dropping the jock. As they walk away I stand up and get ready to leave. When I walk into the bathroom I lock the stall door and drop to the ground.
Breathing heavily I panic and start crying... "Stupid stupid stupid keep your eyes open don't sit at the wrong table you'll get killed stupid!" Rocking back and forth a cry harder but quieter, then I hear the bathroom door open. I stop moving and cover my mouth with my hands. I wait and watch as the feet walk past the stalls.
"Double dork where are you? I know you're in here," Kevin says with a sigh. I hit my head on the toilet on accident. As I look at the feet that are working its way to my stall I start to panic silently. The pair of legs bend down and crawl under the door of the locked door. I start to scramble backwards as Kevin crawls closer towards me. He crabs my hand from over my mouth and holds it in his and smiles at me.
"Hey calm down its OK now," he says with a calming voice. As he sits me on his lap he says "silly double dork the ground is dirty." The feeling of his warmth calms me down. And everything goes black.
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