A.N: Hi guys. If you are a Wattpadder aswell, then just know that this story, written by killkoolkat on Wattpad, is me. I'm killkoolkat and just wanted to post my story up here too. No copyright invading going on other anything! Anyway, enjoy this next chapter!

"What are you doing here?" I asked.

"I might ask you the same question!" He said, cocking up an eyebrow and smirking.

I felt my heart in my throat at the sight but swallowed it down to say my next sentence.

"Nothing...sir" i said. It felt weird to call him that but it sure did knock him off.

"I- uhh- its just Nathan." He stammered.

It was my time to smirk. I spun on my heel and strode off as sassily as I could without having a heart attack, knowing that he was most likely still looking at me. It took all my will power not to look back, but i caught a glimpse behind me in a window and...he was gone.

I went to bed early since we had the rest of the day off and i wanted to get Nathan out of my head.

I felt my eyelids droop and I was on the edge of sleeping when Cordy and Lula burst in, knocking over the pile of CD's again (but I think that was Cordy). I pretended to be asleep, thinking they would leave me alone and quiet down if they saw me sleeping. Lula came over to my bed and plonked herself on my legs, causing me to cry out.

"Lula!" I drawled angrily. "I was sleeping!"

"Sure you were." She said, flicking my nose, "now please tell us why you disappeared earlier and no one can find Nathan anymore? Not even your dad?"

This caught my attention. Nathan was missing? Was this because of me? No. All I did was call him sir.

"Everyone is saying its because he's hooking up with one of the older girls." I guess that answers my question.

"He- he wouldnt do that! Its his first day! And- and..." I trailed hoplessly trying to find an excuse for him. My voice came out more desperate than i wanted though. And Cordy picked up on it.

"You like him dont you?" She asked semi-rhetorically.

"I- i dont know what youre talking about!" My voice sounded more high pitched than usual.

"Aww come on girlie. You can tell us." Said Lulu, draping her arms around me and Cordy.

"No!" I said, suddenly angry at their nosiness. What was it to them. It between me and...well, me if i do or not.

I swung my feet out of bed, shrugging off Lula's arm from my shoulder and marched out of the room. My head was still spinning and i didnt know where l was going but my feet took me downstairs and out of the side door, into the woods surrounding the school.

Ive been at this school ever since my dad became headmaster, over 8 years ago, when I was eight. I had no one my age to play with so I wandered the school aimlessly and helped my dad with his work when I wasnt attending year 7 classes. I never liked being the little kid, so i retook the same year until i caught up with my own generation. I remember doing the test half asleep and knowing the classes like the back of my hand after doing the same thing for over 3 years. I had always had my own 4 bed room to myself until Cordy came along in her year 7, which happened to be my year 7. I was so happy to finally have someone to talk to and laugh with.

In those 3 years of solidarity, i had learned all the little nooks & crannies and cooks & grannies of the school. I knew every hideout and spyhole.

My feet led me to the big oak tree that was well hidden by low branches and bushes. I looked up and saw what you can only see from one spot, the spot I was standing. A small rope ladder hanging just a few inches above the low branches.

I began to climb the tree, using the surrounding small trees as footholds. I reached the beginning of the small ladder and climbed it the rest of the way.

At the top was a roofless treehouse. It was sheltered by the tree itself and was just a big wooden box sat in a tree about 5 meters above the ground. I went to the tarpaulin in the corner of it and pulled out a blanket and a tin. I shook the blanket, just in case, and curled up in the corner, eating lychees from the now-opened tin.

I felt a buzzing in my pocket and pulled out my walkie talkie. Since at this school we are in no circumstances allowed phones, not that we know anyone who would want to contact us anyway, so some of us bought a load of walkie talkies on one of our rare town-trips.

"Hello?" I asked down the w/t.

"Mad dog?" Asked a fuzzy voice.

We referred to each other by code names over our w/t. I was mad dog, Lula was Little lamb and Cordy was...

"Cartoon cat?"

"Come on babes. Youve been gone an hour. Its gone curfew."

"Ok. Be right there. Mad dog signing out."

I heard the buzzing again, put my w/t back in my pocket and made my way back to the dorms.

A.N:

Wrote this chapter in a day. Im gonna need input for my recurring disease, writers block.

Thanks for reading.

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