chapter 8

Jessica's POV. 

Stepping into school wasn't quite what I had planned, but I had no choice but to go. 

I had various reasons why I could just stay back at home and never have to communicate with anyone and it would still be valid but how was I supposed to deal with that? 

I had many people who had wanted to be in my position but now I had it and felt some kind of way. 

"Why do you look so gloomy today? It almost seems like your cat died." Hazel remarked as soon as I stepped into school making me even more angry than necessary. I was hoping that we wouldn't be discussing anything about Nate today because I just wanted to have a smooth sailing life.

"I'm good." I retorted. 

"And I'm just peachy." Hazel fired back. 

She was going to drag out the truth from my mouth but that would only be if I was willing to take such a risk. 

This was still classified information and I would love for my life not to be dissected by the public because most times they didn't know when to stop. 

I had gotten so close to leaving the school without having anyone on my business and I wanted to maintain it. 

She grabbed my hand, stopping me from moving forward. 

"You need to speak to me. I can't watch you going around moping like you lost a parent." Hazel kept dragging me backwards and I wanted to desperately push her away, yet managed not to because then I would be confirming that I had problems with my life and she would never let me be. 

"Maybe if you were not that obsessed with me I would have opened up to you but now you make me grow crazy from your incessant pedling." I shrugged her off. 

Her eyes widened in shock at my rude reply but I was not even sorry for it. 

"Damn, you must be going through a lot more than I thought it was, I'm sorry if I ever tried to barge in on your privacy."  she raised her hands in surrender, moving away from where I stood, slinging her bag properly across her shoulder and throwing me a last look of disappointment before moving. 

Now Nate had allowed me to lose a friendship that I had built for years. 

The subject of my thoughts appeared in my vision yet surrounded by numerous girls who were all over him like white on rice. 

A lot of ladies had no shame. 

"Are you any better?" My subconscious dealt with me and I shook my head. 

I had also been guilty of the same thing. 

He raised his head just like I stepped into the line of vision and stared at me with so much anger that I found myself shaking in my boots. 

This man was disastrous for my well-being and I didn't understand why I was still drawn to him. Did it mean that I was attracted to danger? 

A girl's hand touched his chest and I saw red. 

I felt like snapping her hands off. 

He cocked his head to the side, before leaning downwards and whispering something into her ears with his eyes completely focused on mine.

It was evidence that he was doing this to get on my nerves but the question should be why I was allowing it to bother me so much? 

I also cocked my head to the side as if to tell him that I wasn't concerned about whatever it was during but that was a complete lie because I could see smoke coming out of my own ears. 

His lips lifted, curling into a perfect smirk, and then vanishing from his face like I had not just seen him smile. 

I rolled my eyes, whispering to myself, telling myself to calm the hell down because that would only destroy what I was trying to build. 

If he knew that I could not do without him that was a disaster but if he knew but I paid no mind, he would be careful with his actions. 

I walked into the class with fury gnawing at my chest. 

It didn't even help that Hazel was mad at me and she wasn't taking it easy. 

I couldn't completely blame her though but at the same time I was very concerned about how and what should be done to make things easier. 

"There is going to be a general test but I want everyone involved to pick up the pieces of their knowledge!" The lecturer spoke from the podium where he was addressing us.

I didn't think that there was anything good about what he was saying but I kept my cool pretending like I was not angry at the situation 

It was something that could have been avoided. I didn't know why I was giving myself so much thought about it.

I was uninterested in this because Nate was supposed to be in my class yet he had not shown up.

Didn't he remember that he had a life apart from frolicking with girls? Was he trying to fail in school? I wasn't sure of his grades but I knew that he was the Golden boy so most people didn't care about his school performance. 

"You have a lot of ideas in your mind but you have not spoken to them and you pretend like they are nothing. I wonder how you were able to manage all of that." Hazel whispered into my ears and I whipped my head around to stare into her eyes. 

She was one of the most forgiving people that I knew, she smiled at me. "Mr Simpson is going to ask questions, so you better focus."

"Miss Jessica. I believe you heard what I said." Mr Simpson truly called me and I felt like being swallowed into the ground 

I felt eyes boring into the back of my head, and I made a mistake of turning only to come in contact with Nate.

"It looks like we are going to be partners on this project."