" can I come in ? ", I ask him.
" Uhmm..okay.", he nods and moves from the door, letting me walk in." You didn't go to class after noon ?", I ask as it is strange he already reached here and changed his clothes. The bell had only rung a few minutes ago." No, I didn't. It t..took me some time to w..wash out all that sauce. And then I didn't feel like g..going.", he replied." Nate, I am sorry.", I said feeling guilty all over again." Then I g..guess, you will've to tell me s..sorry everyday.", he said. He is right. Probably I will have to tell him sorry every day. And there's no point in saying sorry after not trying to help him. Not only that I didn’t help him but also I stood along with those people who bullied him and laughed at him." You can sit.", he says pointing at the two chairs. I nod and take a seat on one of the chairs while he goes and sits on his bed." You don't hNate’s POVI finally get up from my seat and slowly walk out of the Physics classroom. I look on either sides of the door and make sure there is not many people in the corridor before quickly stepping out and rushing down the plethora of stairs, not wanting to gain anyone's attention. The end of the day bell has rung almost ten minutes before. But I was sitting in the classroom waiting for everyone to leave.Yesterday also I did the same and I could safely reach my dorm without anyone calling me to them or bullying me on the way. I don't want to stutter in front of a group of people and humiliate myself or want to be in a situation like I was in last day.I stopped placing my books and things in the locker. Because you know, locker room is always the place were people like me gets bullied. So why invite bullies myself when I can avoid it ?And as soon as the lunch bell rings, I'd rush out of the campus and go to a
Ethan stands in front of me with a boyish smile, flashing his perfect white teeth. He is so tall, maybe 6'1 or 6'2. Because I am already 5'9 and he is taller than me. Alex was only 6 feet then.Ethan has a plastic bag hanging from his right hand while he has a notebook under his left arm pit and a blue pen tucked in his plane black shirt's pocket. His pale blue jeans aren't ripped."Hey", he says lowly." Hi. Come inside.", I say quickly stepping aside. I don't want anyone to see him here. He nods and walks in shutting the door behind.I follow him as he walks to my desk and places his book and the plastic bag on it. The bag I guess contains something to eat. Great if be brought me food. Because breakfast and lunch are the only food I have after coming here. I often feel hungry at night and when I feel hungry, I can't sleep." Were you about to go outside?", Ethan asks whilst walking to my bed and slumping himsel
" Why are you staring at me ?", Ethan asks whilst writing, without actually turning his face or looking at me. I quickly look away. Shit ! He caught me. And I had promised I won't look at him." I'm s..sorry.", I utter." It's okay. I don't mind it. Probably you are thinking about your best friend.", he says." Ahm...y..yeah."He places his pen down and looks at me. " You can see me as a friend."" Uhmm..okay. R..read the next question.", I say blankly. I definitely can't see him as a friend or trust him so soon.Ethan sighs. " Let's take a small break. We already wrote 20 questions." " o..okay."" Can we talk something?", he then asks. " What ?"" What happened yesterday when I asked you whether you had lunch ?"" N..nothing."" No. Something happened. Tell me.", He insists, urging me to speak. " Ahmm..I-I just...nobody actually car
Ethan’s POVI flop down on my bed , staring up at the white ceiling above me. My lips curl upward as my mind float back to baby blue eyes.His eyes are beautiful. Light blue iris surrounded by dark blue flakes and a sapphire ring that glean in with the light. Chestnut brow soft silky hair falling over the forehead, long full eyelashes evenly fluttering across pink cheeks, Honey blonde skin completely flawless, cute pointed nose, perfect plump lips that are an ideal balance between not being too big but not too small. He is incredibly Gorgeous.Shit ! I've gone crazy ! To think about him like this. I brush my hair backward and roll onto my stomach, sinking my head deep into the pillow. Why am I thinking about him like this ? He is just an ordinary boy. Why is he affecting me this much ?I've been thinking about Michael the last two days, while in football practice, while sitting in the class and cafet
I can't help but think about Michael When I watch Eve happily dancing around the living room squealing Pizza and Milkshake. What is Michael doing now ? Did he go back to his home ? Where's his home ? I think whilst taking my phone out of my pocket to order Pizza.Michael has something in common with Eve. It's not the stutter or their liking for Pizza and milkshake. But something else. I don't really know what it is. Maybe the warmth that radiated from his body when I held him close. I felt like I was holding Eve. And looking at Michael reminds me of Eve and now looking at Eve, I'm thinking about him. One thing I'm sure, if Eve ever happens to meet Michael, she will definitely get along with him very well. In fact Eve gets along with everyone.Mom arrives at about 9. On hearing the sound of her car, I goes to the sit out. Eve had fallen asleep half an hour ago on the couch watching her cartoon and I had carried her upstairs to her room." When d
Nate’s POVAm I ready for today ? I search my reflection in the mirror for answers. Two nervous blue eyes stare at me from the mirror through the curtain created by Chestnut brown locks.Today is Monday. I have Calculus class with Ethan and his two friends. Will they again follow me to bully me ? Shall I bunk Calculus class? But how long am I gonna hide from them and skip Calculus? I need to go. I would just sit somewhere in the front and not look at them.I nod looking at myself in the mirror and then turn around walking out of the room and to my first class Biology.As the bell rings after the first hour, my heart starts to thud extremely fast. What will happen next ? I takes nervous steps towards the Calculus class praying in my mind for the two or maybe all the three of them to bunk Calculus class today or totally forget about me.I step into the class. Only a few students has arrived. I take a seat in the le
Last hour was chemistry. Chemistry teacher Mrs Allen had brought two racks of test tubes to class, filled with different acids and alkalis along with some metals to teach their combined reactions. She said the chemistry lab was under maintenance and she could only take us to the lab next week.Everyone hurries out of the class room with their things, as soon the bell rings. I am the only one remaining inside except for the teacher who is carefully placing the test tubes back inside the racks. Soon she finishes the task and looks at me. "Aren't you going?", She asks." Yeah..I'm g..going.", I say and stand up." can you do me a favour of taking this test tubes to the lab ?", She asks. I think for a moment about saying 'Sorry, I am in a hurry'. But that would probably sound rude as I was sitting here so leisurely. And I don't want to earn this teacher’s dislike too. So I nod. "Okay, lab assistant will be there. Just hand it to her." S
Ethan's POVI sit in the last row of the history class, anxiously looking at the doors with my textbook and assignment notebook sitting on the nearby chair, the chair near the window. Students pour into the class like colonies of ants, each one taking seat at their respective chairs along with their partner.The class fills in no time and I sigh looking down at my feet. I had a little hope that Michael will come today. But now I lost it. He isn't going to come. How could I expect him to class after yesterdays events ? Yesterday he got hurt badly. We beat him almost to death. we were about to go out for a party when he jumped in front of us. I actually didn't want to go but I couldn't say 'No' as I already avoided two parties last week.I was the first one to notice Michael. I prayed they won't see him and he'll walk away quickly. But things happened against my wish. Michael wasn't observing his surroundings. He was walking very slowly, lo