Starcrossed

10. Stronger Than Her

Lola

Something was wrong; call it intuition or whatever you want to call it... I knew there was something wrong.

I had been running late this morning since I had stayed up late thinking about the day before. It had been so many thoughts and emotions in one single day that I had a headache by the time my eyes finally closed and I fell asleep. Kevin woke me up but the moment he stepped out of the room I fell asleep again. He came to wake me up again and this time I made it to the bathroom before curling up in the bathtub and falling asleep again. The third time someone woke me up was Eric and I glared at him through my sleep filled eyes. He had barged into my bathroom since I had forgot to lock it and when he saw me sleeping in the bathtub he thought it would be funny to turn on the cold water. Needless to say I had one hell of a cold shower and made it to school before the tardy bell.

When I walked into my English classroom I knew something was up; Bee wasn't in her seat. It may sound as if I stalk her or something, but it's nothing like that. The thing is that ever since I realized that I do in deed have the slightest of crushes on Bee, my body and mind seem to be really aware of her presence at all times. In other words, if I was a guy and Bee was to walk into a crowded room I would pop a boner right then and there. It's not that just seeing her turns me on or anything, it's just that I swear I can smell her delicate perfume from across the fucking school. Is this love? Oh god, I sound like a girl!

Mr. Silva brought our attention to the front of the class, but my eyes were glaring holes into Bee's desk. Where was she? In the months I've known Bee she has never ditched or stayed home for any reason. The only time she ditched was on my first day at this school, and that was close to half a year already. I wasn't paying attention to anything until the intercom called for my teacher to go to the principal's office and I almost jumped out of my seat and ran to Chrissie's desk.

"Hey, you know where Bee's at?" I raised a brow and Chrissie shook her head, furrowing her eye brows together in a worried manner.

"I'll ask Monica, "she mumbled as she fetched out her phone and texted Monica. Since when had they become close enough to exchange phone numbers? Oh well I shall investigate that later, right now I needed to now where the hell was Bee.

I fetched out my phone and texted Bee and she replied quickly, saying she was ditching. What the hell? The feeling that something was wrong made my stomach feel funny. I asked her where she was and she told me she was at the park near the school. I walked back to my desk and grabbed my backpack; thank god Silva hadn't taken roll yet. I was almost out the door when a small hand wrapped around my arm and turned me around to meet a glaring gaze coming from Chrissie.

"Where do you think you're going?" I bit the inside of my lip. Chrissie wasn't part of the 'it' crowd which meant she was a 'geek' and that meant that if I were to tell her that I was ditching school that she would want to follow and then she would be in huge trouble because of her religious freak of a mother. Damn it; I cursed under my breath and shrugged.

"Didn't feel like staying," it was half the truth. Without Bee in school the day would feel to go on forever; was I sprung on a straight girl?

She rolled her eyes, "Don't be an idiot, Lola; I know this is about Bee."

I raised a brow, "you don't know anything, Chrissie."

Chrissie crossed her arms over her chest and glared at me. When I met Chrissie she was a sweet girl who people took advantage of, now after hanging out with me most of the time the girl seems to have found her ovaries and stands up for herself.  I had taught her how to stare someone down and she had been a quick learner. I would say she surpassed the teacher by the way her glare was making me want to look away... I think I've created a monster!