Sorry if I am jumping around a bit in terms of what the point of view is. I hope everyone is enjoying the story so far, and quick warning Jane and Maura will be getting closer in the future. MAURA'S VIEW.

What did she mean she was afraid? Afraid of what? Mr Hoyt? Possibly, but I'd be guessing. But she really did seem quite shook up. Although, if I were to make an assumption based on everything I saw, I suppose all the evidence would point to fearing Hoyt. There was a knock at the door it startled me, but I wasn't panicked for long when I realised it was just Vince Korsak.

"Mr Korsak."

"Korsak, please. Mr Korsak is my dad."

"Of course. What can I do for you?"

"I was just looking for Jane. She said she would be here after school. She's meant to be giving me a ride home."

What was I supposed to say? I couldn't tell him what happen, Jane wouldn't like it and I'm not even sure I know what happened.

"She might be at her car already waiting for you." Good, not a lie, but not the whole truth.

"Okay, I'll take a look. Thanks professor."

As he left I wondered more and more about Jane. What did happen to her? I couldn't think straight here so I had to go home, in the hopes that a change in scene would cause for a change in mind. On my way out to my car, I noticed Korsak knocking on a car window saying Jane's name.

"Jane c'mon, open the door. Or at least show me some movement to prove you're not dead."

To that I simply saw a hand arise from within the car and raise the middle finger of the hand to Korsak. He just laughed, but I had to see for myself up close what was going on. So I took the books I was carrying over to my car and placed them neatly in the trunk, and walked over to where Korsak was standing.

"Korsak, what seems to be the problem?"

"It's Jane, she won't let me in the ca. at first I thought she was trying to annoy me, and then I noticed she wouldn't even move when I was talking to her. And when Jane doesn't move you know something is wrong."

"Okay. You first. How far away do you live?"

"Only about a 10 minute walk. She drives me because…"

I cut him off. I needed him out of the way quickly in order to sort out Jane.

"Okay, are you able to walk yourself home?"

"Of course, I'm not a kid."

I think I may have offended him with the question but it had to be asked.

"Okay well then would you please do yourself the honours then?"

I stretched out an arm asking him to kindly leave me to help Jane. As he walked away, I waited for him to be out of ear shot before turning and dealing with Jane. She was sitting leaning against the driver side door, with her legs stretched out over the passenger seat. I tapped on the window and spoke in a soft voice.

"Jane, I know you didn't speak to Korsak, but would you at least speak to me. A concerned teacher who wants to make sure her student is okay." She sat there for a few seconds before moving to the upright position in her seat. She unlocked the car so I walked round and sat in the passenger seat. She wasn't coming out so I was going in.

"Why do you keep coming to me?" This question threw me completely.

"I don't think I quite understand what you mean."

"First, when we pumped into each other outside the staffroom, next when you found me playing baseball, then when you followed me to the music room and now. I have known you for all of a week and yet you seem to be following me everywhere I go."

"Well I don't know what you want me to say. I am a curious person who is fascinated with you in particular." Did I really just say that last part? Now that I hear it out loud, it does sound slightly like a stalker I talking. But Jane must have found a lighter side of it because she looked at me with a smile on my face.

"Earlier you asked me two questions. Why did I run to the music room and what was I scared of?"

"Yes I recall asking you those questions. Have you found your answers?"

"I ran to the music room because that has always been the one place no one ever looks to find me. In this school music isn't a big thing, and the only people who play the piano are the music teachers, so I go to the piano room. I have been able to play the piano for as long as I can remember. But being me, if anyone ever found out that I played the piano, I would lose any credibility I have."

"But that doesn't justify why you were reluctant to play in front of me. Why would I do anything to hurt you? And that still doesn't explain why or what you were even scare of."

"You didn't let me finish. I was scared of Hoyt." I knew it. "Ever since I came to this school, Mr Hoyt seems to of had this fascination factor with me. He would always pay extra close attention to me during lessons, or be nicer to me when it came to homework. And at first it didn't bother me. Then he took it to the next stage, and that's when things started to get freaky. He would brush my hair out of my face, or put his hand on my shoulder."

"Yes I noticed he does seem to be confident with laying his hands on you."

"Yeah. And I have always been able to handle myself, so I don't expect anyone to help me. And I couldn't go to my ma and pa, they would have me change schools, and I like it here other than him."

Jane had been fiddling with her hair up till this point, when she looked up at me and my eyes met hers. Dark brown. So strong and full, just like her hair that she couldn't seem to let go of.

"How is it that I have known you for such a little amount of time, but I feel like I could tell you anything?"

"It's the body's way of telling us that this person doesn't show any sign of aggression therefore they must be trustworthy. And depending on hard it can be for people to trust one another, reflects on how much you can tell a person."

"Do you hear yourself when you speak? It's like talking to google."

"Sorry. I didn't have many friends growing up so I never truly learnt to socialise."

Jane never took her eyes off my own, and I was so happy she didn't. I never wanted this moment to end. Jane moved in and my mind began to freeze. I wasn't sure what to do. How was I meant to handle this? When I noticed her arms raising there would be two possible outcomes. But only one of them seemed to be running through my mind. I lifted my arms to rap round her in case it was a hug. And then as she moved her head over to my neck I knew it was just a friendly hug. But as I held her I realised I never wanted to let her go. Never wanted the moment to end. But as she retracted, I loosened my grip from her and let her go.

"Okay then Jane. You seem to be in a better state, will you be alright to drive yourself home?"

"I think I will be okay. I'll see you tomorrow doc."

I cringed slightly t the name, but wasn't overly fussed seeing as how I just embraced her fully.

"Well then. I shall see you tomorrow." I lifted myself out of the car and leaned over to give Jane one last smile before she left in her car. She smiled back and her sparkly white teeth gleamed in the sunlight reflected off her car bonnet. I slammed the door and Jane was off.

"Until tomorrow." I said to myself. And then as I ran through everything that had just happened, I noticed something along the way. I had feelings for Jane. I mean, I knew I liked her as a person and possibly as a friend, but I liked Jane more than that. Back in the music room I momentarily lost myself, and promised myself it wouldn't happen again, but I fear that may be a promise I break. And before I got into my car I said to myself,

"What just happened?"