As the day passed by I noticed everyone was acting weird every where I went, with Arianna by my side. I could sense her eyes on me as we walked “Today’s a very nice day” she commented as we made our way to advisory. I nodded in response, though I wasn’t one to favor the shining, cloudless, breezy sky. “Is something bothering you?” I heard her ask as we walked into room 304. Without answering I took my non-assigned seat next to the window while I sighed heavily “I’m fine….”.
Every minute of the class I could feel her eyes boring a hole into my head. Once the bell rang I got up and sighed with relief to the end of the day finally ending ‘Well I guess our tour comes to an end now” I say extending a hand to Arianna. Not knowing why but my body slowly grew tired while I saw a smile creep across Arianna’s face. Yet this smile wasn’t sweet, it held a sense of secrecy and a hint of evil in it.
Now walking home was abit harder then ever, due to the events if the last couple of days. Not even Oz walked with me today, which leads to me worrying more then usual. At this rate my stress will double my acne.
I snorted at the image of me gaining a lot of pimples “What? Do I look funny?” Oz asked walking on my left side in his usual rollerblades.
The scream that left my throat startled Oz “Alice? Its me. Sorry to scare you” I heard him say but I laughed “Its ok Oz. Its just. I was thinking an-” before I could finish he cut me off.
“Thinking of what?”
“Stuff….’
“Like?”
“Don’t worry about it’ I snapped now frustrated with his curiosity.
Oz stopped and stood in front of me with confusion “Alice. Calm down” he said looking at me with deep rich orange eyes. Once more my mind screamed to tell Oz everything but I bit my lower lip in protest. Starring at Oz I just shook my head and smiled as happily as I could “Oz. I’m sorry….I’m just going through things”. I only told him half a lie but it still made me feel guilty.
Oz backed off then and saw we’re at our houses. “Well see you tomorrow…” he said with a hint of sadness. My heart felt like a knife just forced its way into it. “I’m sorry” I said with the same amount of sadness that acked at my body to yell everything at Oz.
After I walked into my room I dropped my hand bag to the floor and screamed into my pillow with frustration.
((Sorry its short))
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