<< Anah >>
After yesterday's conversation, Quillion and I have become more comfortable around each other. Today when I came to school, I found him seated in the class, so I walk to our desk as a smile unconsciously creeps up on my face. He looks surprisingly good today, I can't put a finger on exactly what is different, but he certainly looks more off guard and tranquil.
"Good Morning," I softly say before taking my place beside him. I put down my bag pack and hang my coat on my chair. You see, winter is almost here, the weather is getting
"Morning," in his usual manner this lad never surprises me with his unchanging facial expression. Well he definitely smiles but rarely, I guess that is what makes the warmth behind his smile so special and heart-melting.
Today, Mrs. M happens to be over-the-mountain boring which has me extra drowsy, can barely keep my eyelids from shutting on me. A few times, Quillion poked me awake; earlier he even offered his cold coffee mid-class. I had to refuse politely, I know, I know, coffee from the prince of the batch but I had to. Moreover, eating and drinking is not allowed during class; I know I am the rule-follower in our class. Can't be helped, I cannot risk getting caught when I have been working so hard convincing my parents for permission to go abroad for my studies.
Despite the fact that we don't get along and things aren't the best between my parents and I, I still had to beg them for over a month to finally convince them. I cannot give them a reason to take away the only thing I have wanted so bad for a while now. The first time of me to ask of something desperately from them.
Anyways, as soon as the bell for recession rings, I get going to the lady's to wash my face with some cold water. The only way to completely awaken my hibernating vessel.
In a rush, my clumsy stumbled into someone, bumping into a stone hard chest of who, I wonder.
"Ouch! I am so sorry," I exclaim as I rub my head, slowly looking up to apologize again.
"So sorr—," I freeze, goosebumps shoot through my body like being struck by lightning, well I guess I don't need the cold water anymore. I am more than wide awake because I ran into the worst possible person in my current universe, Alan Wrick. Yes, the bully a.k.a quarterback of our school football team, Alan. Crap, I was hoping to never cross paths with this guy for the rest of the year, or ever actually.
Swiftly, I take a stride back and try to get past this beast, who will definitely be hungry for revenge if he realizes it's me. As I take a step to the right, I crash into a strong arm blocking my way.
"Well, well, look who we have here. The queen of butting into other people's business," Alan with his devil smirk, now stands in front of me with his minions right behind him. The boys burst into laughter to the remark Alan just made. I am outnumbered, and they are trying to scare me with their towering figures as their shadows cover the noon sun that was falling on me not too long ago.
"Look, I don't want any trouble. This is an accident and I have apologized so do you mind emptying the hallway," I state with firmness, not hinting even a spec of fear because honestly, I was terrified. To my demise, my left hand starts shaking, I quickly hide it behind my back as I keep staring Alan dead in the eyes.
Without warning, Alan grabs my right hand and drags me to an empty classroom and once we enter the room, he locks the door behind him.
"What do you want, Alan!!" I screamed to his monstrous face, other girls might find him an eye-candy, but not me. His charms never worked on me, the reason why he has always had an eye out for me. Looking around, I make effort to keep him busy till I find a way out of this classroom, away from these goons.
"What else, we just want to play a little game with our hero-wanna-be. Right boys?" announces Alan as he feels the corner of the teacher's desk with his figures. Circling the table like an animal, he jerks up and jumps on the table to sit and watch his prey, me.
"Be gentle, boys. Now we don't want the fun to be over too quick, now do we!" ordered Alan as the wickedness behind his laughter took over the empty hollow room.
I watch as his minions started crawling towards me like hungry beasts, one had a bottle of water in one hand, the other had grabbed the bin from the corner of the area. All of them had undid their ties; with each step they took, my heart pound under my chest. The palpitations growing faster with every step I took back trying to maintain the gap between my predators.
*BUMP*
"Shit!" I bump into the lockers at the back of the room, there was no way out anymore and the gap between the perpetrators is growing smaller in front of me. Trembling, viciously searching left and right as one of the boys grabs a bulk of my hair, pulling real hard trying to get me to move away from the end of the room.
"AHH! LET GO! THIS HARASSMENT! YOU THINK YOU WILL GET AWAY WITH THIS! AHH!" I scream as loud as possible. Hoping that a teacher passing by would get a gist of what was happening in here and come rushing to my rescue. Tears threatening to escape my eyes as the dangerously painful hold on my head transfers to my abdomen as I crash into one of the desks, trying to fight back.
My heart stops a beat and eyes jolt shut in instinct as a hand in the air was coming right at my face. This time no one is going to protect me, this time I am not only defenseless but also outnumbered because I chose to do the right thing. What if I hadn't.
'Don't you dare,' echoed Quillion's strong stern voice, the words he had said to me during our little trip.
'Quillion!' my last thought before the locked door was kicked down with a deafening crash.