You know there's nothing wrong with waking up in the morning knowing exactly what your going to do on that day.
You get up and freshen up, get dressed then chase your butt naked brother for a whole ten minutes around the house before dressing him then prepare breakfast and lunch for school, have a few laughs and then prepare for school. Drop him off at his primary school, give him loving kisses and hugs then head on to my school.
I do this every day for the past five years, ever since the passing of our parents and I wouldn't change it for the world, but it would be nice having them with us again.
So my day of school begins, I head over to my locker to take out any books I knew I wasn't going to need then pulled out my other books of the classes I'd be attending, I don't really have a lot of friends and to be more specific I have non what so ever. I don't find the point of them, I never really did, if I felt I needed to talk to somebody I'd talk to my parents or write in my diary at home and I was capable of standing up for myself. Having friends just meant more chaos and drama which is something I don't need even more then ever so when I got bumped while heading to my class I simply stared down at the person who bumped into me, clearly they weren't watching where they going or just didn't care and thought someone was just going to move out their way 'Aren't you going to say something?' I said, cocking my eye brow, the guy looked at me with his cold yellowy gold eyes and I could feel the intensity of them practically choking my soul and his demeanor felt somewhat dark so it wasn't helping but I stood my ground anyway 'Move' he said coldly and stepped forward making the air around us feel as if it was about to evaporate and leave anyone breathless and not in a good way.
'Wrong its sorry but judging by your looks it doesn't seem like sorry is your favorite word.' He looked down and let out a soft chuckle before looking at me dead in the eyes and I could feel the air leave my lungs.
'Listen here and listen good, I don't need anyone here teaching me about manners and defiantly not from you and if another person tells me to say please and thank one more time I am going to rip out their tongue and feed it to my dogs, so move out my way or I'll make you regret it!' My body reacted on its own and I found myself stepping aside as he walked pass me, his cold and intense yellowy gold eyes flaring in rage and that made my body tremble slightly.
The corridor was completely silent, I could feel everyone's eyes on me and I bet that I looked terrified like a deer in front of the headlights but I knew they were as well. That guys aura was just screaming bad something that a normal person would stay away from and thankfully I was just that normal person. After regaining the air that I had lost I continued to head to my class and doing my best to shake of my jitters and focused on the day ahead.
My day was simple like always, do the work given to us, followed by a random test which I was prepared for cause my science teacher did almost every Wednesday and then head out for lunch, I'd sit as far away from civilization but not to far that I'd be singled out as well have the exist within plain sight and reach in case the universe wasn't in my favor which I found very unlikely. Then head back to class after break and prepare for gym class.
'Okay you little squirts, today we're going to be doing some high jumps and I mean we I mean you, so head outside and get in line before I make you all run fifteen laps around the school!' The students immediately bolted for the exit door leading outside onto the huge field knowing very well Coach Dexter wasn't the type to joke or throw out empty threats when it comes to fitness, I mean the guy is a fitness lover but he wasn't heavily built. He had the kind of body that if he had to wear tight clothes every girl in this school including the female teachers would dump their boyfriends or husbands and just fall at his feet and I honestly don't blame them the guy is seriously hot probably the hottest gym teacher we've ever had who's got both the bad and good side. Total chaos.
We lined up outside and waited for our next instruction when I suddenly felt the air around my go cold and a slight sensation of burning in my lungs. My body tensed up and trembled slightly, the same way it did when I...Oh no.
At the end of the line was the same guy from before, he still had the cold look in his eyes and the dark aura around him, he was so far yet I could feel it from all the way I was standing and there was like ten people between us. I could already feel my soul trying to run away but couldn't like it was held down, oh why did he have to be in my gym class. The moment his eyes landed onto me I jumped and looked ahead while the voice in my head groaned. Besides the extreme intensive vibe I was getting from him, I managed to stay focus on the task at hand, Coach Dexter was showing us exactly how we should leap over the pole and land onto the huge mattress. One by one we had a go and only a few made it over the pole but hitting just a bit 'Okay Mary your up, remember to arch your back and kick your feet up as to avoid touching or hitting the pole' I nodded and took a few deep breathes before running and leap over the pole remembering what Coach Dexter had said and landed safely onto the mattress without touch the pole at all 'Very impressive Mary, that was a flawless jump, you can go back to the line' He said impressed as he wrote down on his clipboard.
I received death glares from the girls who didn't do so well with their jump -obviously too busy giving the coach googly eyes and going way over the top to either get his attention or impress him- I only glared back daring them to say or do something, they immediately looked away, fuming in silent that they didn't get the same praise. The next few students went ahead and did well then came the bad aura and I froze up again, oh gosh why?
He leaped over the pole effortlessly as if he had done this as profession and Coach seemed really impressed by this and so were the other students and by the students I meant the girls who clearly looked as if they were torn between hating the guy for getting even more of the attention they never got or swooning over how great he is. Normally I'd have found this situation funny if it wasn't for the fact his eyes were on me the whole time, narrowed and cold, jeez what is this guys problem.
By the time school was over, I felt completely exhausted, it felt as if my body was put through the wringer and I knew why. After gym I found out he was in all my class after gym period and when I was in his view he'd give me the same intense cold and narrow eyes and even when I wasn't in his sight his aura would still reach me and completely get me to freeze up.
Honestly it was completely nuts, some guys would ignore the person they completely blew off or got shoved into and pretended that they didn't exist which I'd be fine with that as I'd do the same to them but he clearly was the type to hold grudges.
Long cold and intense grudges. Oh god why me?
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