*Old Version* Running From Them, Running To You

Chapter 2-Running From Them, Running To You

Hey so guess what????? I UPLOADED!!!!!!!! Sorry I know I take a long time. I hadn't even planned on finishing it, but my friend is writing her story and totally inspired me to keep going. I also recieved a few comments lately and I was like oh . . . people like my story! So I will try to upload it as much as I can! By the way, I still haven't come up with a name for the high school so where it has _____, that is where the name is supposed to be. Sorry-I'll change it later!

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Wade, Will and the rest of the group joined us. I watched as Will swung his head around, searching, before his shoulders sagged.

Ashley spoke up, "Honor's sick. She said to tell you cause she couldn't get a hold of you."

He swore, "Damn phone."

"Honor?" I whispered to Courtney.

"His girlfriend," she murmured back.

Typical. "Oh."

Courtney gave me a knowing smirk. "First day here and you're already swooning too."

"I am not swooning!"

"Don't worry hon. You've got a couple hundred other girls behind you on it. A few guys too."

"Courtney, I don't - "

"Hey, hey, hey, who's the new chick?" our conversation was interrupted by Wade. He pushed through and stood in front of me, his blonde hair glinting in the sunlight. "You and Courtney friends?"

I could feel her bristle beside me. "This is Auden. She's my new roommate," her voice sounded slightly terse from her earlier jovial manner.

I didn't have time to ponder her behavior before Wade grabbed my chin. He turned my face first to the left and then to the right before letting it drop. "Eh, she'll pass," he announced, than cracked a grin. A few people around us chuckled. Courtney, along with Ashley and Morgan gave him a small glare. Wade held up his hands.

"Chill, not going to happen again."

"Shouldn't have happened in the first place," Courtney's voice snapped, dead cold. "Come on Auden, she said, taking my arm, "We need to get you your schedule."

Inside Morris's halls, we were greeted by a blast of cool air, followed by an over crowded bulletin board. Courtney pushed open a pair of glass doors flanking the notices. I quickly followed behind, still puzzled by her change in emotion. Behind a large desk, an older lady looked up from her typing.

"This is Auden James," beside me, Courtney spoke up, her voice still a little crisp. "She's new and we need her schedule."

As the printer ran, I quietly asked, "What's the story with Wade."

She sighed, "he just did some stuff last year."

"Like?" I pressed.

"Just some shit he shouldn't have done."

I raised an eyebrow and she grimaced. "It's not a big deal. Me and Wade just are just a little shaky from it."

A little shaky. I shook my head. Obviously it was more than shaky. I tried to push the subject, but she wouldn't budge. The secretary handed us my schedule and we exited into the hall.

The corridor, which had been empty only minutes before, now rushed with the throng of students. We were pulled into the hurried current as it raced in front of us. As we fought to stay together, Courtney turned her head to me,