Chapter 18 | | Faith, Trust and Pixie Dust

My mind was still completely occupied with Lizzie's outburst. Never in a million years had I expected her to speak up and stick up for herself like that but I guess she needed that. The frustration and anger that had built up in her throughout the years needed to be released and probably Kim triggered that reaction. Not having the courage to speak up for yourself is honestly one of the worst things someone could ever experience. I'm not kidding. Most of the people do not consider this to be that much of a problem since shy people are "used to it" and claim it to be part of their personality but that is just partly true. Not being able to set your anger free in any kind of way is poison for the mind, it eats you alive. You constantly think: What if I had been brave enough ? What if ?

I'm glad that my last period is English because I really had not the energy to do anything that requires any type of brain exercise. Sadly, Noah is in my class and he was staring at me for the past five minutes.

Déjà vu anyone ?

I tried to ignore is stare but is gaze was so piercing, I could feel it, engraving in my head. Finally, the bell rang and I sprinted out of the room, through the hallway. Suddenly, a grip held me back and pulled me into an empty classroom.

"What the hell ?", I yelled, looking at the perfectly built face of Noah.

"Why are you ignoring me, Princess.", he whispered, causing me to shiver immensely.

"I'm not ignoring you. ", I mumbled. He let go of my arm and took a step back. I could tell that he obviously did not believe me.

"I know that you do. I just don't know why.", he narrowed his eyes and a slight smirk spread on his face.

"Why do you even care ?!", I hissed. " You don't even know me. Why are you always around me ? Could you stop being so fucking annoying and leave me alone ? What makes you think that I should trust you ? Whenever you are around, problems abruptly seem to evolve out of nowhere. "

I was completely done with this. This guy just steps into my life and messes everything up. Without him, Jessica would not be such a pain in the ass and I could live my life in peace.

"You're right. I do not know you and I do not care. It's funny how you claim Jessica to be the bitch, where, in fact, you are even worse than her.", he spat.

He did not just say that. I stared at him blankly. If he only knew...

"I have never met a person in my life who is more bipolar than you are. Why do you always have to make a fuss about everything ? Why can't we just have a normal conversation, without you automatically assuming the worst ?", I looked at the ground and then back at him. His brown eyes were staring at me like they tried to explore my soul.

"You know.", I faked a smiled. "Maybe you should start following your own advices. Maybe you are the one who should try not to judge too quickly. The reason why I was not talking to you is because Jessica has threatened to ruin our lives if I would come near you. I was just trying to protect my friends from further humiliation.", his eyes widened and he clenched his jaw. His facial expression was a mixture between anger and concern which neither of them he was able to hide.

"Oh man, I don't even know why I still talk to her.", he shook his head.

"I do.", his eyes narrowed, giving me a questioning look. "Because it is easier for you. She is the only constant in your life and also your back up plan when things do not work out for you. You are used to the fact that things always go your way and if they don't, you just walk away like a little child who has lost interest in his toy. Stop treating people like your marionettes because in reality, you can't expect people to do what you want just because you say so. Trust is something you earn, not demand, Noah, and I guess that is something you still need to learn. You can call me when you have left Neverland and flown back into reality."

I turned around, opened the door and left the room, not giving him the chance to say anything. A single tear was rolling down my cheek. This whole thing just brought back memories from my past and I do not want to relive that. I have trusted someone too easily and the universe made me regretting it. The problem is that I could not deny the fact that I started liking Noah, more than I wanted to and this why I need to stay away from him.

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I threw my bag on my bed on my bed and went into the bathroom to take a shower. It was fairly hot today and I was unbelievably sweaty. After I came out of the shower I saw that I had a missed call from Lizzie. I called her back, waiting for her to pick up the phone.

"Hey.", she finally answered.

"Hey. What's up ? Why did you call me ?"

"I talked to Eddy. ", she and paused for a few seconds. Ok, she is not crying which means that their conversation did not go that bad. "He apologized for everything he did and asked me to forgive him. I don't know what to do. I just told him that I don't know what to say and I need time to think about the whole thing. I mean he really did hurt me and I don't know if I can forgive him that easily.", she explained.

"I think you should talk to him and you shouldn't forgive him easily. What he said to you is inexcusable but he did not say it because he is a bad person. There is no point in being mad your whole life, so let him back into your life if you feel ready for it. Those words were triggered by Jessica and his feelings for you because he felt betrayed by you. He would not make such a fuss about it if he didn't care. I mean you do not have to become a couple right now but just leave all the anger behind and think about what you really want."

She sighed. "I think you are right. Thank you very much, Sofía. You are such a big help."

"No problem.", I smiled and hung up.

Time for my homework.

Yay.

Not.

I still have two hours left until dinner which should definitely be enough to finish all my work. I was about to start when I unexpectedly was interrupted by my mom, entering my room. Her eyes widened, scrutinizing me and she quickly ran up to my wardrobe.

"Why aren't you dressed yet ? We are going to be late ?", she hissed at me. I dropped my pencil on my desk and gave her a confused look.

"Late ? For what ?"

"We are having dinner with Marc and Marissa at Luigi's today. Don't tell me you forgot about."

Of course, I totally forgot. Marissa is Marc's daughter. Although I do not have anything against Marissa, because I have met her only once in my life, I really do not want to go there. Marissa is a model daughter which is totally annoying because my mom always compares us. She is a straight A-student and does voluntary work which is only surpassed by her more than polite behaviour. The worst thing is that I cannot even hate her because she is such a sweetheart, honestly, she is the kindest person I have ever met.

Oh Lord, why me...

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