||CHAPTER 32: Caught [PART 1] ||
Tia
5th of November, 2014.
"Gorgeous, wake up."
I hear a deep, familiar, masculine voice mutter as he shook me back and forth in order to wake me. Now because I did not want to listen, I turn over to the left, hoping he'd leave me alone and allow me to sleep further.
He didn't.
Once more, he started rocking me back and forth, "Tia Frederick, please wake up or else we'll be late for school, love."
I groan. "I don't want to." I whine, as I wiggle further to the left.
I hear him sigh, "Fine. I suppose I'll eat the chocolate chip muffin I bought, alone."
Without a second thought, I spring into the sitting position. "No." I said, looking at Ian before looking at the light brown packaging in his right hand. I lead forward, about to take the packaging from him but before I can, he took a step backward.
Ian shook his head 'No', "First have a shower and then, we can eat breakfast."
I frown, "Fine." I mutter, with a pout.
"Good girl." He said, pressing his lips against mine for a short moment, before leaving the room.
In a gentle manner, I move to the edge of the bed. "This is irritating." I grumble, as I lean forward to grab one crutch. After placing the crutch under the right arm, I balance a little before grabbing the second one, I place it under the left arm. Pressing each crutch closer, I push down on the hand grip, before moving an inch forward, in direction of the bathroom.
When I enter the bathroom, I stop in front the mirror. I release a short puff of air, before leaning against the white bathroom sink for further support. Once I feel as though I have a good balance, I place the crutches to the right, "Alright." I sigh, balancing a little because hopping to the shower cubicle. Inside, Alex had kept a black chair in order for me to sit whilst I shower.
When I finish adjusting the hot and cold knob, I sit onto the black chair. I breathe out in happiness as I feel the warm water. "I could sleep in here forever."
'Remember you can't because Ian has the chocolate chip muffin with him.'
At the thought of the chocolate chip muffin, I sigh. "He better not eat the muffin or I'm killing him."
When I finish showering, I turn off the knob in the shower. Standing straight, I lean against the glass, thus balancing myself. "I can't wait until I can walk." I grumble as I step outside the large cubicle.
With caution, I take a small hop over toward where I'd kept the crutches. Taking a deep breath, I fell forward a little before leaning on to the sink counter. Afterwards, I grasp a hold of one crutch, before placing it under the left arm. Since the second crutch was a little further, I took a small step in front, taking the crutch, I place in under the right arm.
Without a towel, I step outside the bathroom, needing to be next to the bed. When I was close, I collapse onto the bed. However when I hear a little tweet, I sit straight. "I wonder...." Bending at an angle, before seizing the phone. Swiping to the right, I first enter the unlock pin, before opening the message.
From: MY NERD
'Good morning beautiful Princess'
In the start, his contact name was 'Logass'. Clever, isn't it? But, whilst he was tutoring me at his house, he started looking through my phone.
Remembering the night, I couldn't help but smile. "He's such an idiot."
*Flashback*
"You're meant to be tutoring me, not snooping around my phone."
"Correction. You're meant to be learning and I am here to assist." Logan said, grinning. Standing straight from his chair, Logan began walking toward his bed, before sitting down. "Well, Well isn't someone a bad little girl." I hear a low chuckle run emit from his lips. Then, when I twist around in the chair, I saw a smug smirk on his face. Logan brought the phone mid-air, with the screen facing me. "You should start a modeling career."
On the screen was a proactive picture of me on bed, modeling in lingerie. Last night, I was roaming around in VS lingerie, listening to music. Afterwards, out of pure boredom, I started taking picture after picture on the phone. The picture Logan was staring at, was the one of me on the bed, in a beautiful pose of me lying down, curving my back, as I stretch my feet.
I gasp, "You're dead meat."
When I ran towards his bed, I throw myself onto him. Instead of landing on him, I land on the soft bed because he'd turned over and over to the left. "Logan." I whine.
"Oh. There are other several beautiful pictures." I hear him chuckle, "You need to start taking picture for-" He stopped mid-sentence, before raising the phone once more. Now, it was a full height at the wall shot of me wearing the VS lingerie. In the picture, you can view my long brown hair and as you travel south, you can view my back and then....my ass. "You have a lovely ass, Princess."
Feeling a blush threatening to make an appearance, I press my face against the bed to avoid further embarrassment. About a minute later, I squeak in surprise when I felt a hard smack on my ass. "What on earth Logan?" I exclaim, looking at him flabbergasted.
On Logan's face was a deep frown. "Logass." He said, raising a brow.
At the expression on his face, I broke into laughter. "Isn't it a great contact name?"
The frown on his face grew deeper and before I know it, I am under his strong built frame. Logan was hovering over me, leaving me no chance of escaping his hold. "One, no it is not because I am not an ass." With me under him, I watch as Logan's thumb moves across the screen. After a minute or two, the frown on his face disappeared. "Two, do not change it now." He instructed and before I can ask, he held the phone in front of me
"My Nerd."
*End of Flashback*
To: MY NERD
'Good morning Logan'
As I wait for Logan's next message, I begun running the towel over my body, wiping the little water droplets off. When I hear another tweet, I unlock the phone before reading the next text.
From: MY NERD
'I am not loser but meet me at the cafeteria, Lunch 1. I need to talk to you'
To: MY NERD
Yes Sir ;)
Placing the phone on the nightstand, I throw the towel aside, 'I wonder what happened' I thought, before wearing the light purple bra which on the bed.
After the following kidnapping incident, the people around me were protective. In particular, Alex and Ian. In the morning, whilst I was in the shower, Alex would step into the room, select an outfit before leaving the room because he didn't want me walking whatsoever in fear of me injuring myself further. Then because of work, he'll leave me with either Ian or the..police officer.
Yes, Alex has a police officer under commission because whenever Ian was unavailable, the officer was around, taking care of me. At first, I thought it was ridiculous but after a while of having him around, it wasn't bad.
The officer's name was Jo, which was a shortened version of Joseph. Jo was a white handsome man with deep red hair. Next to him, I felt like dwarf because of his height. With Ian and the others, I was near their shoulder. Jo, on the other hand, was different. With him, I was fortunate enough to reach his chest. When Jo and I were alone once, I learnt he was a husband and a father of one. He started telling me about his wife who - according to him - was the prettiest woman in the world. He'd met her at his mother's funeral when he was about sixteen. His wife was the sole reason he didn't rebel and he kept him under control. At the age of 21, he proposed to her. After about a year or two, his wife fell pregnant and gave birth to their little girl, Martha who was born about a month ago. With a little begging, he said I could visit his wife and daughter.
I smile, thinking about our conversation together. Jo was the first person I started opening to without hesitating. I spoke about what happened 3 years ago with Andre, Logan, and the challenge.
I remember his words, 'Tia. You and Logan are ridiculous because the outcome of the challenge is unpredictable. You'll either fall in love with him, or he'll fall. Either one will be in pain, therefore making the challenge stupid. I know experimenting is fun and games but trust me, there's nothing wrong with commitment. Remember Tia, not everyone is like Andre.'
"Yes?" I ask, after hearing someone knock on the door.
Ian started walking closer, "You look beautiful." He said, pressing his lips against mine for a minute or two, before straightening himself.
I giggle. "Ian. I'm wearing a uniform." I muse.
Standing on the right leg, I lean onto Ian for further support. A little while later - after a struggle - Ian took a step backward when I was stable.
"We better leave before we're late"
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10:12 AM
Reading the time on the red rectangular clock, I smile. "I can't wait until class is over" I murmur.
I was itching to run - correction, limp - from the classroom and into the college's toilet. The reason? The silence in the classroom was unbearable. The reason? In cooking class, our original teacher wasn't at the college, therefore we have a substitute.
The WMC's librarian, Mrs Boggs.
Mrs Boggs, she was a short female, white hair, in her mid fifties. Remember the movie Monster Inc? Trust me, if Randall and Roz were together, Mrs Boggs would be their child.
'I'm watching you Wazoski, always watching' At the thought, I giggle.
"Miss Frederick, I remember telling the class to be quiet" She said, irritation audible in her voice.
"I apologize, Mrs Boggs." I mumble, giving her a apologetic smile.
"Imagine, I'm watching you Frederick, always watching." Ian whispered, chuckling.
It was our inside joke from the beginning.
Out of the blue, the silence was interrupted when a nervous Matt ran through the classroom door. Panic, was written across his sweet face. "T-Tia, Ian. Lachlan and Terry are in a fight." He breathe, in a serious manner. "I-I don't mean an argument, it's fist fight."
At the fresh exciting NEWS, people in the class stood from their seat before running pass Matt, and towards the classroom door.
"T-Ter.." Stopping mid-sentence, Matt took a deep breath, then proceeding. "He caught Danielle and Lachlan kissing in the male's toilet. I've seen Ter mad but..this anger is frightening." He explained.
"We better leave." Ian said.
According to Matt, the fight was outside the college, in the parking area. Starting with where I was standing, I saw a large crowd of people, in a perfect circle. Though I couldn't see either, I knew Ter and Lachlan in the middle, fighting.
'Fight! Fight! Fight! Fight'
The nearer Ian, Matt and I were, the louder the cheering became. With caution, Matt and Ian lead me through the crowd of people cheering. There were several recording the fight, several begging someone to stop the fight and several people betting.
'People are disgusting'
Once I was in front, I saw Lachlan and Ter in the middle. Lachlan's fist met with Tere's face and the moment Ter was crouching, Lachlan gave Ter a smooth kick in the abdomen. Without sparing one minute, Lachlan rose his leg a little before colliding the heel of his foot, down onto Ter head with force. I observe as Ter collapse onto the ground and a smug look on Lachlan's face. But the smirk on his face disappears when Ter stood straight, with a smirk of his own. The moment Ter took a step forward, he hit Lachlan in the face with his right fist. Following the hit, he swung his left fist, hitting Lachlan in the face, twice.
"Where's Danielle?" I ask.
Turning to face me, Matt spoke, "Danielle's started running to the principal's office the moment Ter challenged Lachlan to a fight. Then, Taylor started running to Lucas and Logan because their Lachlan's friends."
Staring elsewhere, I caught a glimpse of Logan and Lucas appearing at the scene. Behind, was Mr Harrison and the principal. Realizing the principal was there, the crowd began breaking. In a short time - apart from Ian, Matt, Ter, Logan, Lucas, Lachlan, Mr Harrison, the Principal and I, there was no other person. There and then, Logan took a step towards Lachlan, whereas Ian took a step towards Ter.
"Lachlan, stop fighting." I overhear Logan shout, before standing in-between his friend and Ter. Instead of listening to Logan, Lachlan swung his fist towards Ter but before the contact, Logan stepped in front of Lachlan and caught his fist. "Walk." He commanded, his voice low and dangerous.
At Logan's tone of voice, I shiver. 'I bet Logan's a great fighter' I thought.
Without a second word, Lachlan started walking elsewhere with Lucas shadowing him. Ian, was stopping Ter from pursuing Lachlan. I knew it was rather difficult because Ian was struggling to hold onto Ter, because of the look on Ian's face.
"Stop!" I shout.
The moment I scream, those who were around, started staring at me. I blush, before looking elsewhere. But when I hear someone's walk closer and closer toward me - though I wasn't facing the person - I felt as though I knew who it was.
'Logan Sutherland'
I felt Logan's arms wrap around me in a gentle manner, bringing me closer to his built frame, his arms tighten a little. "You shouldn't have been watching the fight." He said, "You could've been hurt. Or worse." When Logan broke the hug, I saw the look of concern on his face. "You and Matt must leave, now." He instructed, forcing a smile.
"Wait a minute Sutherland. You can't ordering Tia because she's her own person." Overhearing Ian scowl, I watch the concern look on Logan's face, change into a frown. "She isn't a little child and she doesn't need someone clinging onto her like a leech."
The moment I saw Logan's fist clench and un-clench, I lace our fingers together. "Please." I whisper.
"Fine."
Parting his mouth, the principal of our college was about to start talking but I interrupt, much to his displeasure.
"Ter, the fight was useless." I start, "Yes I understand the situation but beginning a fist fight was ridiculous. You and Lachlan could've been in the hospital or worse, in the morgue!" I scream the last three words in frustration, as I glare at Ter. "There's a chance of expulsion from WMC or jail!"
"Ter, Tia's correct. You should have first spoken about the problem instead of challenging someone to a fight. That and, the problem is part Danielle's fault because we know she's been sleeping with Lachlan for-" After realizing where his sentence was leading, Ian stopped himself. However, it was a little late because Ter took a step backward, with the look of anger returning on his face.
'Ian. You are such an idiot' I think.
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