Opposites Attract

OLD VERSION - STILL TO BE EDITED! Chapter 8 - The Text, The Secret & The Boy..

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                                             OLD VERSION - STILL TO BE EDITED!

                                                       --------Chapter 8--------

                             ~The Text, The Secret and The Boy with the Rock-Hard Chest~

The slosh of the toilets and the hum of the dehumidifier were the only things to comfort me now. I had been sitting in one of the girls bathrooms now for about 5 minutes. People were probably starting to wonder where I was, but right now, I couldn’t care less. They could be thinking I was abducted by aliens, who were preparing to do intense surgery on me right now, or maybe ninja’s had sought me out to be trained...I would have loved to be a ninja. Right now, I wish I was being abducted or stolen by ninja’s.

It had been 3 days now since my encounter with Blair, ohh what fun that was! I had planned to not take her advice, just to annoying that stuck up little…Chill Sky, you’ve got enough to worry about, don’t add her to the every growing list.

The reason that I was stuck in a room that smelled strongly of bleach and chemicals was I just couldn’t handle it.  I had been sitting in class, not paying a great deal of attention, when I had received a text. When I checked, one word flashed on to the screen; Mum. That was when I internally freaked. I had to excuse myself and hide in the closest secluded place I could find.

 I had talked to my family every night; they had kept me updated on everything and had reassured me that they were okay and that they things were running smoothly.  They’d also promised to tell me when Bella would be going into hospital. They had to prepare her for the operation, get her adjusted to being in hospital. I had been aching to see her smile and craving her sweet laughing voice. Maybe I was being melodramatic, but I finally understand the saying, ‘You only miss it when it’s gone.’ I had taken seeing my family each day for granted. Even thought the Matthew’s had been nothing but nice to me, making sure I felt at home as possible, it just didn’t compare.

You might be wondering, ‘Why is she freaking over a text, it’s not going to self destruct or anything.’ Well the answer to your pondering would be, that my mum never just texted me out of the blue. She always just waited till we talked on the phone. So this meant something must be up. I always seem to jump to the worst possible conclusions; it was probably a subconscious defensive technique. I always imagined the most horrific possibilities, so that whatever it turned out to be, it didn’t seem as bad.

I was contemplating weather to man up and just open the text or taking the weak option and just deleting it; I could pretend it never came through.  That was when I heard the creaking of the bathroom door being opened and the clack of heels hitting the hard tiled floor. I squatted on the top of the toilet and checked the stall door was locked before pressing my ear to the wall so I could hear.

I knew the clacking sound anywhere and if I was correct then…

“Omg B. Did you see him! Woooahhser!” Someone drawled. Seriously, did all of them have to have that annoying whinny voice?

“He was alright.” Blair replied dismissively. Yup, that was definitely Blair. She always had to act like she didn’t care and that everything and everyone else should look up to her.

“Yeah, I mean…hmm…he was alright, I guess.” Whinny (probably one of Blair’s ‘friends’) tried to act like she didn’t care either. I rolled my eyes at her, even though they couldn’t see me. She was so suck-up.