Chapter Eight


" Crap, crap, crap, crap!" I was racing around my room, desperately trying to fight against time in order to not arrive late for school.
I looked at my reflection in the mirror and groaned as rummaged for my lip balm. "This is what you get when you oversleep. There's no time!" I lifted the sheets of the bed and snatched the amber lip balm that was lying innocently in the middle of the bed.
Hair? Done. Homework? Ready. Teeth? Cleaned. First sign of insanity? ...When you talk yourself!
I skipped down the stairs, skipping them two by two, and I tried uselessly to jump three in order to reach the ground earlier. But toppled over nearly slamming my face against the wall.
"Good morning Alisa!" shouted Noelle as I rushed past her.
"Hi... bye!"
Once in the car I turned on the ignition and swiftly drove the street up to the school, dodging those cars whose driver seemed to have fallen asleep on the seat.

The shabby sign of the school greeted me as I entered the school parking lot. I maneuvered the car with a delicate twist of my wrist and parked it perfectly in its position.
I sighed, "Just in time." I managed to get out of the car, but tripped with my own feet as I headed towards the school entrance, to my luck the book I was carrying scattered everywhere.
"Shoot." I muttered. I was about to bend down and pick them up, when out of nowhere a smooth and white hand appeared in front of me sustaining my books. I looked up and found my eyes trapped in Ian's piercing violet ones.
I tried to reach out for my books but he pulled them away from me.
"Alisa, you should consider on wearing a sign on your chest saying DANGER DON'T APPROACH HER. That way people are aware of you clumsiness."
I scowled at him; "Well, good morning to you as well Ian." I said sarcastically.
"I was actually expecting an apology from you." He raised his eyebrows and gave me a smug smile.
"Thanks-," I reached for my books and took them from his hold. "-for being such an ass."
I started to walk away from him and down the corridor when I all of a sudden felt a cold touch restraining my wrist. I looked down and found Ian's perfect hand curled around my skinny wrist.
"Where are your manners Alisa? I never considered you'd have such bad behavior."
I snorted, "Yeah, well I never considered you as being such a pain, I guess that both of us are a bit surprised."
Ian couldn't help but laugh at this. I loved the sound of his laughter; free and caring like the sound of a unique and singular melody.
"You really don't hate me Alisa, admit it. I'm actually a -very nice person-" he said quoting what I said yesterday about him.
I groaned, which made him laugh again. "I guess I'll see you in class. Ciao!" he shouted in Italian accent as he ran down the hall.
"Ciao to you as well." I grumbled. But when I noticed he wasn't around anymore I let a smile creep on to my face. I sighed; yes in reality I do think he is a nice person.


Drama first period! Great, as if I need any more acting I walked towards the front row in the auditorium and sat down. I was getting out a pen from my bag when out of nowhere Trevor appeared and sat next to me. I looked at him with a bewildered expression.
"Good Morning Alisa! Did you sleep well?" he grinned at me, and I couldn't help but notice on the difference by Ian asking this and Trevor. I mean I can bet that Ian asked it because he actually cared... but Trevor, I think he just wanted to get with me under the blankets...
"Good Morning Trevor," I laughed "Yes I slept well you?"
He grinned cockily at me, "I could have done with company, I felt to alone." ... yeah, I was correct. Lucky me.
"What a shame... you could always ask Ashley for company, I bet she would loooove to entertain you." With that I stood up and walked towards the back seats of the auditorium. Yuck, freaking pervert!

Mr. Smith, came stomping his feet as he walked into the class, "All of you I don't want to hear a word."
At this he doors opened and in came a scared Mandy, "Ms. O'shea, could you tell me the reason for you arriving late to my CLASS?!" his voice boomed through the entire auditorium.
Mandy turned as bright red as her hair. "S-s-sorry Professor, I overslept." She gave him the note and literally ran to where I was sitting at the back.
"A miracle that you survived." I laughed as she slumped into her seat.
"God. I was scared shitless! Have you seen his face? He turned blue! He should learn how to relax." She whispered to me.