Ever since what happened a few days ago, I've been on edge, completely freaking out if I'm surrounded by a group of people or if I see anyone looking at me in a weird way. I even asked Kelly if she could set up a baby cam near Drew at all times just so I could see him whenever I could get out of class. Isaac has been throwing me questions ever since the day started, I let Drew and Vi sleep in bed with us tonight which made Isaac already start suspecting that something was going on but I shrugged him off saying I just wanted to snuggle with them a little longer when in reality, I wanted them as close as I could.
Any little noise sent me junking a foot in the hair, completely on edge since last night.
Today we have study hall for first period, as soon as Mr. Noels dismisses us to do as we please I bolt out of my seat next to a startle Isaac and get away from all the wondering students talking about who knows what with their friends, laughing down the hall as I pull my hood up and try to reach for my destination. I stroll into the familiar room, stacks of books greeting me with silence and old book smell. I sigh in relief when I don't see anyone I know and strut my way to the last table in the far back plopping my bag on the a floor and get settle. I look around the library with the bright sun shining through the tall window taking up the whole wall facing the front of the school, the sun ray warming my skin as I pull out my old algebra book. Cracking it open to the assigned page and get to work on these ridiculous questions with music blasting in my left ear only so if someone is approaching I can still hear with my right. Throughout the hour, I dedicate all my focus to each problem carefully, making sure not to get the wrong answer.
"Julianna?" a hush whisper interrupts my focus. Why does math always want to solve for x and y? I mean if you have an x don't ask y. Haha, see what I did ther-never mind.
I look up and peer at Luke through my glasses. He's standing behind the chair across from me, his tight fitted sweatshirt clinging to his muscular arms crossed across his chest with worry taking over his features . His hair is in its usual quiff, a strand falling to his forehead giving him a greaser vibe reminding me to grab The Outsiders DVD before leaving.
"Yes?" I close my math book all to joyfully. Luke takes it as a good sign and pulls the chair back the chair across the table and takes a seat, his eyes never wavering.
"Everybody is looking for you." I look around the almost deserted library, only seeing a girl in a cute floral midnight length dress with curly strawberry blond hair, wandering in the romance section while shooting a glance at Luke's direction before loosing sight of her. There's a boy sitting across the room, his nose buried in a history book and lastly the nicest librarian you. will ever know.
"Well, here I am." I reply nonchalantly, shrugging my hoodie covered shoulders and lean back trying to get comfortable for a lecture coming any minute now. Luke and I agreed not to tell anyone of what we saw that night, we knew Isaac would go in a ballistic rampage and Jared would probably call the SWAT team while Caleb and Nick install security cameras and alarms around every inch of the house. I didn't want to freak them out if we still didn't know what we were dealing with, so I'd rather not burden them with this on their shoulders, especially since they have a game coming up.
"You know Isaac is worried sick about you. You can't avoid him." Luke pointed out, which was all true by the way. Isaac and Vi decided to officially move in with us so this weekend we are painting Vi's room and the guys are bringing her old furniture from their dads house over to her room.
"I know, I just need some space." I sigh, rubbing the side of my head as my hair falls in my face. The thing is, I know if I spend so much alone time with Isaac he'll somehow get it out of me. I still haven't mention what was in the in the box that's now hidden inside an old blow up mattress box in one of the hallway closets knowing he'll never need to look in there.
"You could have just said so." A new voice answers. My head snaps up, a stonic Isaac standing behind Luke, who seems frozen in place by the new company. I feel a chill run down my back at he's cold look, as if I had told Luke I killed Isaacs puppy. I've never seen him direct that look at me, and I have to tell you; I don't like it.
"I see you found her." Isaac snaps, his eyes never leaving mine before turning around and getting ready to storm out.
"Isaac, c'mon. You can't get mad because I came to the library and did MATH." I whine, rolling my eyes at him and reach for his arm gently, not sure what his reaction will be.
Luke slowly rises from his seat and left us alone to work it out, the tension between Isaac and I intensifying by the second.
"Babe," Isaac sighs, taking the now vacant seat and grabs my hands, guiding back to my chair so we can start a conversation.
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Saved by the bell, I mentally sigh in relief, scurrying out of my seat and standing up snatching my bag and slinging over my shoulder, eager to get out of here and into the busy halls. With a frustrated sigh, Isaac follows my lead and wraps his arm around my shoulder as we enter the crowded hallway filled with giggling girls, jerks, and eager students.
We head to my Child Development class which I share with Jared, Brenda, Derrick and Luke who were already inside talking amongst themselves. Isaac leans against the wall beside my classroom door and grabs my hips, pulling me flush against him without a care of who's looking. My face burns as his arms snakes around my waist, keeping me close to him, my hands resting on his chiseled chest covered by a dark blue long sleeve shirt.
"Princess, I'm sorry." He whispers, kissing my forehead. All around, chatter and laughter surrounds us, but all I can focus on is him , his tall, lean figure, his beautiful, shining, ocean blue eyes and all the little things that add up to him. It takes my breath away knowing he's my partner, my person who never seems to stop surprising me with his happy demeanor.
My gaze falls to his lips, his soft, luring lips wanting nothing more than to feeling them against mine, erupting those killerbees in my stomach.
"Babe," his lips whisper, making them more delicious. Without a word or self restrain, I stand on my tip toes and place my hands on his shoulders to keep my balance. I look into his amazing eyes before closing them and place my lips to his, letting the fireworks and electricity explode all inside of me. Our lips moving, being with each other reminds me why I let him in. He gives me the reason to get up every morning and come to school. He loves my little Drew as much as I love Violet. We may be a little messed up, But with them- we became a happy little family.
"Mr.West, please let go of Ms.Montenegro so I can begin my class." our heads turn to see Mr.Jens smirks. Mr. Jens is an awesome teacher, he never hands out detentions and isn't one of those teachers who think they're better than their students. He has black hair that he always gels back and warm brown eyes with an olive skin tone. He's around his late twenties and he sure does hit the gym.
"Sorry Mr. Jens." Isaac rubs his neck with a blush blossoming over his cheeks. "Bye babe." He gives me one more peck on struts away. I quickly scurry inside the classroom and take a seat in between the guys when I spot Brenda next to Jared, who has her giggling away.
"Someone got caught." Luke chuckles quietly.
"Alright class, now that everybody is here," he gives me a pointed look, making everyone chuckle as I feel my face flushing tomato red "I will tell you that we are starting a project with a partner."
A hand goes up by a blond boy with acne. "Yes Wesley?"
"Do we get pick our partners?" he asks Mr. Jen looking over at a girl with her red hair in a bun and her huge glasses hiding her emerald green eyes as she lays close attention for the teachers response.
"No, I already paired you up." and after that was said, he started naming pairs.
" Wesley and Daisy." The red hair girl and Wesley scurry to sit next to each other, talking eagerly about what the project could be.
"Brenda and Jared." Mr. Jens smirks, a knowing look crossing his face. Derrick, Luke and I look at the two, who are blushing like crazy.
"Julianna and Luke." At least I got someone I know will help me with whatever the project is. Finally, he finished calling the partners and stood at the front of the class.
"Okay. So the project is...." he lets the sentence die down, trying to create curiosity and tension to rise.
"The baby project!"
... Jens say what?
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Dun dun dun! The baby project is in this story too! Do you guys want them to have
One child
Or
Two children's?
Comment on which one you want!