Decker's house. Day. Belle eats seven pancakes with maple syrup and fresh strawberries for breakfast. Her mother's pancakes were so good that she couldn't resist it.
As her stomach was full she went to the fridge for the orange juice. "We need to restock our fridge mom".
"It's all yours Belle honey. You're the one who eats that". Belle's mother looks up at the clock. "Oh honey you're gonna be late for school. Say Hi to Emma".
Belle grabs her bag then kisses her parents on the cheek. "Hey mom can you make me spaghetti meatballs for dinner today".
"Of course Belle".
"Thanks". she smiled then stormed out the house.
She walked on the garden path, she felt something was watching. Belle stops, turns where something is watching. It was Gibson.
Leaning on his car, both hands inside his pocket.. oh Belle hate that smirking smile from him.
Gibson was waiting for her to come out from the house and there she was. He closed his eyes and inhaled her scent from afar, her scent so toxicating through the nose and beautiful as she was. Belle was watching him then walk ignoring him.
"Miss Belle?"
Gibson calls her out. He knows Belle will never ever ride in his car with him. For short, alone with him. That was a good idea actually riding with him together so then he can spend his precious moment with Belle like he wanted to.
Belle's beautiful figure caught his eyes and heart. Once he gets Belle, he will never let her go.
"Miss Belle please stop". Gibson chased her behind. She turned to him. "I was thinking that I would give you a ride to school".
"Don't bother. I don't need your ride".
"Well your mother said differently yesterday. She asked me to keep my eyes on you".
"My mom asks you to keep your eyes on me in school, not outside the school. That is a different verb. I am standing outside of my house and you cannot touch me".
Belle resumes her walk but then she stops. She faced Gibson again. "I will not ask you to look after me at school either. My mom made a mistake so be it Mr. Gibson. I don't need you everywhere I go, not even the school".
Gibson snickering, he walked closer to her. "Who says I'm gonna look after you Miss Belle''. Gibson leaned his face closer to her. "I mean I will follow you wherever you go.. I go".
"You're sick!"
"I am". Gibson smirking. Belle studied him with loathe. "So let's say we are not fighting like a newly wed married couple, you get inside the car and nothing has to be a problem".
Belle shakes her head. "I would rather walk under the storm's heavy rain than ride with you".
"Is that a challenge Miss Belle? I like that". smirking. "Come Miss Belle. We're late for school".
Gibson grabbed her arm, Belle shoved his hand away. "I don't need a ride! Stay away from me!"
"The sky is dark, Miss Belle. Any minute the sky will be pouring heavy rain. Catching a bus in this weather wasn't a good idea. You could be sick".
"The reason I got sick is you, Mr. Gibson. You're the one making me miss my bus. I don't care how wet I am at school. I make sure you weren't there when I get sick!"
Belle growl. "I don't need you!" she walk. Gibson grinning, he watch Belle for a while then he walk to his car. She watched his car drive past her, then she looked up at the sky.
"F*ck this! this is all his fault!"
From the rear mirror, Gibson saw her figures walking behind the car. He didn't try to stop the car as the rain started to drip slowly from the sky to the ground.
And then suddenly the sky began pouring heavily rain. Belle runs as fast as she can to catch the bus before the school bell rings.
Moments later. Belle walked through the hall where the locker was standing. Emma saw Belle from afar, she was completely wet as hell.
The floor is wet as Belle walks to her locker. She stood. "Don't ask".
"I was waiting for you on the bus and you didn't come. So I say you're gonna be late for school and you end up like this".
Emma points at Belle wet clothes. "What happened?"
"My bad luck just came today. Do you have a towel or extra clothes? I'm completely cold, shivering right now".
Belle sneezes. Emma hands her a towel. "I don't have extra clothes with me, you should ask Miss Martin, the gym teacher. She probably had it inside her locker".
"Oh no. I'm fine. Just the towel I need to dry myself". Belle wiped her hair. "This is really my bad luck. I can't believe this (sneeze) oh my god!"
"You're not okay Belle? you should go to infirmary before something bad happens. Catching cold for example or worse pneumonia".
"Seriously?"
"Did I lie?"
The towel Belle uses is completely wet, she needs more towel to dry herself before entering the class, even the floors are wet because of her.
The school bell rings. Students hurried their feet to class. Except for Belle. "I need to dry myself".
"Okay. Text me if you need anything".
Belle nods, she walks straight to the girl's toilet. She pushed the door, standing in front of the mirror. Belle looks pale inside the mirror.
Maybe Emma was right. Pneumonia? a virus could kill you immediately without hesitation. Just pray that she doesn't get that sick.
The time shows at nine-thirty in the morning. It's time for Gibson's English class. Gibson steps inside with a smile as his eyes scan the classroom until he spots an empty chair which belongs to Belle.
Smirking he is. He could imagine that Belle had to dry herself inside the girl toilet. Stubborn she was, she should listen to him about the rain, now she gets what she deserves for disobeying his word.
"Class? turn to page 102. Today we're gonna learn how not to try to disobey your master word".
The class look at each other's faces, not knowing what Gibson tries to teach them.
"It's a joke. Now turn to page 102".
Moments later. The students are writing in their notebook. Meanwhile for Gibson, he tapped his pencil on the desk as he waited for Belle to come inside the class.
She still hadn't shown up since he stepped inside the class. Where could she be?
Gibson looked over his watch. Is she hiding?
"Can one of you tell me where Miss Decker has gone?" ask Gibson. "She's late for my class".
One of the students raised his hand. "Last time I saw her was talking to Miss Evigan at the locker hall. Then she walked directly to another hall where the girl toilet was".
"Thank you Mr. Tyler. You guys carry on. I need to ask someone to check on her in the girl's toilet".
Gibson walked out from the class, hurried his feet to the girl toilet. As he arrived he pushed the door, peeking inside and he saw someone laying on the cold floor.
He swung the door open as he found Belle was unconscious on the floor. Gibson begins to panic, he storms inside and gets her.
"Miss Belle!"
He shook her body, neither she moved, her skin was pale like death. Without question, quickly he carried Belle in his arms to the infirmary room.
At the hall, Gibson kept his balance as he carried Belle. "Damn it! why did this infirmary stand so far away!"
Gibson burst inside the infirmary, he looked around the room. "Help! someone!"
"Mr. Gibson? what's wrong?"
"Help. Miss Decker is unconscious. Help her".
"Laid her down". Mrs. Wood pointed at the bed. Gibson laid Belle down. "Where did you find Miss Decker?"
"Girl toilet".
"What are you doing at the girl toilet Mr. Gibson?"
"Check on her Mrs. Wood. I'll explain later, look at her skin.. pale like death".
Mrs Wood checked on Belle, she laid her hand on Belle's forehead. "She has a cold. Help me then, there a towel and fill the hot water inside the bowl. NOW!"
Gibson did as he was told. While he fills the water inside the bowl, he sees Mrs Wood undress Belle. He stood beside.
"Well, don't you stand here. Wiped her body with that towel". Gibson gulped, Mrs Wood walked to her cabinet. "Gibson! she will be dead if you stand there doing nothing!"
Gibson unloose his ties a bit. Folding his sleeve, he began to dip the towel inside the hot bowl then wiped the towel on Belle's cold pale skin.
"This is for her own good (stood beside Gibson) this is antibiotics to prevent the bacteria from going inside her fast". Mrs Wood injected Belle with it on her arm. "Give me the towel, I'll do the rest".
Gibson backed away. He said. "What should I do now?"
"Go back to your class. She needs rest and I call her parents. But first tell me what are you doing at the girl toilet Mr. Gibson".
"She didn't come inside my class, so my student said she went to the girl's toilet. I swear I will try to find someone with me". he lied. "I can't find anyone. So I decided to look after her by myself and there she was.. unconscious. I carried her as you see earlier".
Mrs Wood nodded. Gibson spoke back. "I am not a pervert Mrs Wood".
"I didn't say you were Mr. Gibson. Miss Belle was lucky that you found her or else".
"Will she be alright?"
"Depends on her body reaction with the injection I gave. If she's not alright I have to send her to the general hospital".
Gibson nods worried. "In that case any moment I will come here to see if she is alright. But please do tell me if she's not alright Mrs Wood".
"I'll do my best".
Hour later. Gibson walking to the infirmary room, he saw Belle still laying on bed and her skin was back to normal. Mrs Wood out of nowhere tapping Gibson's shoulder from behind. He was shocked.
"I've been told by her parents that you are her next neighbor". Gibson nods, Mrs Wood asks Gibson to sign the form for confirmation. "Her parents are busy and worried too but her mother asks you to send her home. Will you do that?"
"What kind of busy Miss Belle parents are".
"I didn't ask for the rest Mr. Gibson. Clearly her mother believes you. Miss Belle is fine now, her body temperature is normal even her skin is back to normal. She's out of danger".
Gibson nods in relief. He looked over his watch. "It's two-fifteen. It wasn't the time to come home".
"I give you an exception. I've already told the principal about this and she agreed. You shouldn't worry about this".
"Miss Belle still not awake how-?"
Mrs Wood smiled, she said. "I know you are afraid but there is a back door. I help you and believe me no one will see you carrying Miss Belle out from school in your arms".