The next morning I woke up feeling great, I didn't know whether it was because I didn't get disturbed the whole night, the phone call I received or thinking and going over the huge kiss scene that went on between Erik and I, speaking of which have decided to avoid him today, since I was in such a good mood, I didn't want anything to spoil it. Okay, I sort of implied that Erik always brought down my mood, no, it was just too much drama, especially if boys were included.
I hopped out of the shower and literally ran down the stairs to get some breakfast.
I sat next to Damien and Jack who were tucking into their breakfast while I carried some toast to the table.
"Hey Z" Jack was the first to speak, while Damien waved at me. I smiled back in hope to make things nofrmal again.
"So what's been going on" it was very silent for a canteen, I noticed as there was bearly another soul in here apart from the three of us.
"Nothing" they both mumbled.
I gave up the convocation. Ever since my so called 'memory loss' which I still couldn't get an understanding of, everyone's been acting very awkward around me, especially Erik of course.
"Oh! We are going to be late" Damien and Jack rose from their seats, glancing at the old clock as they do, I stare at them questionably. I didn't notice how they were wearing the school uniform jumpers, until now of course.
They stared back wondering why I wasn't getting up until they took a good look at me "You know we have class in like 3 minutes right?"
Before they gave me time to answer, they both grabbed me by my arms which made me drop my toast "hey!" I protested.
"C'mon Z, get your jumper and let's go!"
I twisted myself around and obeyed "Alright" I said, running towards my room.
'Jumper' I thought to myself as I searched through my huge pile of clothes. My luck, it was found at the bottom, I sighed in relief and legged it to my first lesson of the day.
Excitement as I realised we had come to the last lesson for the day, I had forgotten the terrors of school and how my legs and brain ached from constant use. But something ached more as I realised who I had for my last lesson of the day.
"I don't want to go" I moaned.
"Zoey, we have to go" Erin said as she and Shaunee pulled me along.
"You should be happy, hello? Erik's class"
I sighed "I'm not feeling so good"
"Erik will make you feel better?"
They both laughed while I tried to hide my annoyance about the whole situation, as we stepped in the class, I no longer needed the girls helped, I managed to grab a seat right at the back of the classroom and that was when Erik walked into the classroom, looking like a teacher and not my... boyfriend.
"Everybody sit!" his voice, powerful.
Funny enough, all the girls were sat at the front while the boys near the back, lucky me I was one of them.
"Romeo and Juliet" Erik said, a few groans with it "This is our new topic" he grabbed a handful of books and shared them out, going up and down the seats until he reached mine, he looked at me long enough for students to notice and went back into teacher mode. The rest of the lesson felt like a drag with this awkward feeling in the air between Erik and me.
Okay, so the whole time Erik was reading the book and wasn't paying attention at all, I was scribbling hearts on my desks over and over again until it got deeper and made a huge dent, the heart looked so perfect, but I wasn't finished, I drew a big 'x' in the middle of in going over it twice as hard until it made an even bigger dent, which made it-
"Zoey!" my name echoed throughout the whole class room.
I looked up from the desk; everyone was watching me, some laughing.
"What?" I said, mainly to the students watching me.
"Did you hear what I said?" but it wasn't any of the pupils who replied, but Erik.
I looked at him as I shook my head, I didn't care about this book one bit, I wanted to be able to feel comfortable in this classroom but I wasn't.
He cleared his throat, I was expecting a big lecture of how I should be listening in class or not graffiti school equipment, yet I got nothing as he carried on with the lesson without another word towards me, if it was any other teacher, I'm sure I would get a can of whoop ass.
When the words "Okay, we're done for today" was said, I literally jumped from my seat, I was the first one so obviously I was going to get alot of attention,
"Uh Zoey" Erik said.
My heart fluttered, so close to the door yet so far, I turned around to face him with a pleasant smile, which obviously wasn't real.
"The book?" he pointed to the Romeo and Juliet book still left on my desk. Shoot.
I looked back, as the students were rushing past me; I had left my book at my desk leaving me to be the last one out of the class.
Erik rose from his seat as I went to retrieve the book, I put the book ontop of all the other copies as Erik said his goodbyes to the students, as I reached to my freedom, I mean the door, he closed it on me.
"Hey what the-"I stopped midsentence, my teeth clenched together.
He folded his arms against still chest.
"What is going on?"
"What do you-"
"Between us I mean" he interrupted, I looked at him, still confused "One minute we kiss and the next, you ignore me the whole day"
"I haven't been-"
"Come off it Z, I know what you're like"
'No you don't' I wanted to say to him.
"Erik, I like you, I really do like you, but I don't know what I want right now, and if that means you making me decide between the two people I care about, maybe you don't really know me" I said.
Was this it? The end of us? Was this what I wanted though?
It was a few minutes of awkward silence, as I looked at him; he looked at the floor, not moving an inch.
"Can you please let me past, please?" I asked. I was too tired to say anything more to him and it looked like he felt the same.
He moved over enough or me to get past, as soon as I was out the door, I felt heartbroken, I wanted to cry, but I didn't.
As I reached my room, it was very cold; the windows have been left open, it was weird, I woke up happy, now going asleep, tired and unhappy of how my day turned out.
I didn't sleep much, the sun, I could tell was still out, I wanted to open the curtains but my eyes were stinging from the brightness, I closed my eyes again hoping to gain some more sleep until we had to start school again the following day.
Just as I was about to nod off into a deep sleep again, I felt something moving near my feet, it felt off but I didn't want to move unless I annoyed it, I had no reason to be afraid but it could of been anything, I slowly lifted my covers revealing a small orange thing jumping on me.
"Nala!" I was pleased to see her, felt like I havn't seen her in such a while, I couldn't beleive I didn't even bother to remember her, I let her curl up next to my face as I put the covers on us, I felt like I owed her that much since I felt like I was neglecting her, I could hear Nala purring off to sleep already.
Gradually I managed to fit atleast what felt like 8 minutes of sleep until someone banged on the door, slowing dragging myself out of bed, feeling the warm floor beneath me, wasn't it colder before? I opened the door and saw Mr. Nellie stood there looking gloomier that ever, stood there not looking very pleased at all.
"Zoey, you are wanted down stairs, I believe you are the one the boy is calling" he said, his voice rough,his baggy eyes under those terrible looking blue sunglasses which were still noticeable.
He turned around walking back down the stairs; I followed him, still half asleep. Where did Nala go?
It felt like we were walking miles away, until we reached the boys dorm, I walked inside the room, my eyes more awake, I could hear someone crying, terrified.
"I want Zoey" The boy chanted.
My heart pounding through my chest, I was honestly too afraid to speak; I looked at how he stayed very still, bottles of water by his side as if he was really thirsty, his football jersey, covered with mud, now dry.
He was facing the other way, looking at the floor, his hands on his eyes, legs crossed over, I moved a little closer, hoping he would notice my presence.
"Zoey's here now, now if you'll excuse me" he rushed out of the room.
Leaving me alone. With him.
# I'm going to try my best as to get more writing time on my hands, exams are once again approaching and I feel I won't have enough time as I really want to do well this time round, yeah didn't do well last time :P
I do realise that I used the word 'lesson' instead of what the american word is 'period' ? Um. Yeah, I don't know if that word is correctly used if I put it in so mind my british-ness.
Ugh it was april fools few weeks ago, and I wish I had pulled one on here :P
Still have not read Tempted yet which sucks for me but I way more interested in reading my own story rather than the actual one itself, but I will soon. Hopefully.
Everybody loves Stark don't they? Or Maybe even STILL Erik? Judging by this story, can you guess who's team I am on:P Wait. I think I mentioned it a few chapters back :S
Which team are you on?
As for the host story I mentioned, still not there, ahh its hard, I have my story idea, but I need a good beginning, something that is not so boring. Wait and see. (:
P.s. (No idea what 'p.s' means.. i forgot) REVIEW! Because it brings a smile to my face, cheesy but true.
So..Review. Please.