Classes went by so painfully slow until lunch time. No one would leave me alone. They keep asking if I'm alright and if I need help or something. I mean seriously, I'm still in school and not in a hospital right? So what the hell do you think. I'm still walking and I'm not being helped by a teacher or anything right? I'm the talk of the school. the word spread during first period and everyone magically knew my once, not even thought of, name. Everywhere I walked my name kept coming out of some strangers mouth.
Being lunch time and being a senior, I can actually leave campus to get lunch and I don't feel like having 578 pairs of eyes on me and 125 tables with my name going around in it. I walk into the office and find to 'out-to-lunch' sign out sheet. I'm not the first on the list. There are 5 other names above mine of people I don't know.
I finish sign my name, type of car, and phone number out, leaving the guest part out. I feel like being alone right now. I'm being targeted by 3 random girls. I will never forget her face. I can't help but feel like she isn't a student her. I've never seen her face before but I haven't see the faces of half the school. I don't know. I just get a bad feeling about that girl and her group.
I turn around and start for the door when I see my group of friends right outside the door by the glass window to the right. oh shit! I don't want them to tag along. How did they know I was going to leave. Maybe I can rush past them when I walk by. No that won't work. Well, you'll never know until you try. I put my hand on the handle to the office door but don't move. I take in a really deep breathe and let out a soft and quite sigh. If I sigh to 'loudly' the bitchy secreteary will complain and go on for hours. good thang for the bell, sometimes.
I close my eyes and swing the door open rushing to the entrance doors as I open my eyes. I hear footsteps behind me but don't dare to open my eyes. My eyes disobey my brain and look behind me but Before I can focus I bump into something falling right on my butt.
"I'm so sorry! I wasn't looking straight and...." My words are cut short by what I see when I look up to the girl. the girl who tried to kill me earlier today. I'm frozen. I don't know what to do. Should I scream or run or both?
"Selena!" a mans voice calls my name but I'm too afraid to look away from the girl to see who is calling me. a hand lands on my shoulder and I jump thinking it's one of the girls companions.
"Selena. We've been looking for you. Where have you been?" I can tell it's Zach's voice and I can't help but turn to face him. His face is only a few inches from my face when I come face-to-face with him. I follow down his arm to my shoulder with my eyes and look back up to meet his gaze on me.
I'm memorized by his bright baby blue eyes. So I can't help but look at the lips that match.
"Are you okay?"he ask and I instantly look away from him. I turn back to where the girl was standing but find a wall. Did I run into this wall? Where did she go? What happened?
"Did you just see that?" I ask him. I wonder if he saw the girl too.
"See what...you run into the wall?
"No! the girl. Did you not see her standing there?" I point to the spot she was. My voice is all but strong. I'm becoming worried about his answers and the girl.
"There was no one there. You ran into the wall. I watched ya." I scurry to my feet in the most rushed way ever. I grab my purse from the ground and turn towards Zach who's in my way to get to the door. I try to go around him one and he blocks my way. I grunt and try to go the other way and again he blocks me.
"Move." I command him. he doesn't listen. I push past but is pulled back by my arm.
"Wait." he begs as he pulls my arm. I turn to face with a very annoyed look on my face. "What's wrong? Where are you going?" I asks.
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Bittersweet
FanfictionA girl named Selena meets her true love but is torn away from him by her past and her own existence. Lies, Secrets, and Marriages can tear them apart or bring them together. They both love each other but can't say it, afraid of what the other might...
