Desire

Ever Heard Of Personal Space? Obviously Not

Ever Heard Of Personal Space? Obviously Not

"Are you sure?" Arielle asked for the millionth time.

"Yes." I hissed back. I had devised a plan, which was that to get to Alex we had to get Angelika.

Just thinking of that gave weird feelings shoot through me but I ignored them.  

So I had decided that if we discreetly tripped her up, it would make her furious and do something that she would regret and maybe just maybe she could get suspended or taken out of the lesson for long enough for us to get to Alex... somehow.

"It'll be fine." I reassured her, that was why we came here five minutes before lesson started, knowing that nobody would be in the class apart from geeks.

"Yeah," Arielle whispered to herself, "their probably not even in this class."

I rolled my eyes. God. What a wimp!

We banged open the door and froze.

Shit.

Three of the shadows were already sitting there, acting like they owned the place whilst staring at us. 

One of them just had to be Alex Briel didn't it. He sat in the middle row with a seat spare next to him. 

Five of the geeks sat right up front, cowering.  

I snorted at them, and I felt Arielle cracking up at their expressions.

She walked over to them.

"BOO." She called at them.

All five of them screamed in fear. I cracked up then.

"Good one, AS." I said, calling her by her initials. Then we casually strolled to the desk that was one in front of Alex's. 

Arielle sat in line with Alex and me in front of Angelika's empty seat.  

She would walk past me, giving me the perfect chance to trip her up. 

We stood there, with Arielle randomly muttering stuff.

"Shut up." I hissed at her, "You're giving it away."

Ignoring the way the Two Shadows that were sitting next to eachother were staring at us.  

I got irritated at their glued expressions and turned to them,

"take a picture, it'll last longer." 

Then a velvety voice called out,  

"Naah we're just trying to figure out what creature you are."  

I turned to Alex Briel, giving him the death glare whilst replying. 

"Oh I'm sorry; I forgot you're deprived of hanging around with humans to realise when you're seeing one.  

I mean have you seen your girlfriend's hair and her face? 

She might as well stick a banner on her chest saying 'Slut of the century." 

Alex opened his mouth to reply, his eyes flashing with anger, but the door opened and in came Cam.

I sighed in relief, being alone in a room with those Jerks was getting nerve racking.  

The geeks didn't really count.

"Hey, Cam." I smiled at him.

He walked over to the desk beside me, ignoring the piercing glare Alex was shooting him.

"Here you go, I bought one but I couldn't drink it, you have it."He said, throwing a can of Diet Coke to me.  

I caught it and flashed him a grateful grin.