By the time it was second period English, Esme couldn't help but groan at how tired she was. Heading towards her English class, she walked with her friend, Nancy who was explaining how fun her vacation to Santorini was. Esme chipped in a couple of reactions to encourage Nancy to continue.
"And then this boy from no where came up to me while I was enjoying the beach sun. I almost yelled at him to go away for disturbing my peace but by the time I turned around, every vile word I wanted to spill got hitched in my throat." Nancy explained as they climbed down the stairs.
"He had the most beautiful set of blue eyes I've ever seen." she gushed tanning herself with her palms.
"Let me guess, he offered to buy you a drink and keep you company?" Esme teased and Nancy's eyes lit up even more.
"Yes, exactly! He is British by the way." Nancy agreed.
Esme stared at her friend in amusement. She hadn't seen her this excited about talking to a boy after her recent breakup with her boyfriend.
When they had reached the hallway, she felt someone gaze on her and she turned to monitor the room for who it might be. Her eyes landed on the boy from earlier, this time his eyes were a lighter shade of brown, almost honey-like. She turned out Nancy's voice as she stared, the boy was not making any move to look away making it obvious that she was the one he was looking at.
"Esme!! you're not listening." Nancy whined tugging her friend's arm gently. She snapped her attention to her, a small apologetic smile on her face.
"Sorry."
"No no, you know it doesn't work like that." Nancy corrected her lips in a girly pout.
"Fine, I promise to get you lunch today," Esme admitted placing her left hand on her chest.
"ah ah ah. You're missing out on something." She snapped her fingers while Esme rolled her eyes.
"I'll get you the souffle special with blueberry syrup and a banana milk shake." She added and Nancy giggled, clapping her hands together like a five-year-old.
They stopped in front of the class, Nancy going in first with Esme following after. They were a couple of minutes early, the chatter reduced when they walked in before it increased.
"Hey Nancy, there's a party at my place this weekend, you're invited" A boy with blonde hair said, Esme was sure his name was Jared but she didn't care. She settled down in her seat by the window, taking out her journal and literature text from her bag she arranged them on her table.
"You didn't even invite Esme." Nancy pointed out. Jared turned his attention to Esme who was writing in her book.
"I already asked Jason and he said he would show up so I assu..."
"You assumed I was going to tag along." she completed for him and he nodded.
"Hmm whatever." she turned back to gaze out of the window.
If she was dreaming now, she wasn't sure but the small yet ugly brown creature with numerous static eyes on its head that hung on the tree next to the window startled her.
She shook her head scolding her self for reading so many fantasy novels that they were all beginning to look too real. She glanced back outside towards the tree, nothing. She let out a sigh of relief, before turning back to her desk where the creature had now stayed.
A scream left her mouth as she fell back to the floor in fright, she stayed back on there watching as the creature jumped down on the floor before disappearing.
"Miss Jonathan, is everything alright?" Esme gazed at her teacher and the rest of the class who stared at her, her eyes caught Nancy who watched wide eyes.
"Y..ye..yea...I'm fine." she stammered.
"Are you sure you don't need to see the nurse check out your nose, you're bleeding." her teacher added and Esme reached out to her nose. True to her teacher's words her fingers brushed over the hot red liquid.
"Y..a.ye.a... I should..d." she slowly rose on her feet, gripping the edge of her desk for support.
"Some one should escort her." Her teacher said while she glanced down to her desk and then back outside.
"I will." an unfamiliar voice offered, Esme and the rest of the class turned to the owner of the voice.
It was the boy from earlier, his face was straight and void of emotions as he awaited the teacher's approval to take her. She didn't notice when he walked into the room or when the teacher introduced him to the rest of the class.
"Do you know where that is?" the teacher asked.
"yea, passed by it on my way here." He answered.
Esme felt the blood dripping onto her desk as she rushed to reach the door not waiting for anyone as she stepped out into the empty hallway.
She heard the door open and close, the light footsteps behind her making her aware he was right on her trail.
He doesn't say anything as they walk, Esme who was unbothered by the silence focused on keeping the blood away from staining her uniform. She used her handkerchief which was now stained with a shade of dark red to clean up her nose.
"Shit." she cursed under her breath as she noticed the spot of red on her converse.
"You should stop trying to stop the bleeding." The boy said. She halted in her steps, turning around to face him.
"Right. I mean allowing my blood to stain the floors and my uniform, is a better option than preventing it from happening." she replied sarcastically continuing her journey down the hall.
"It's only going to get worse." he said this time forcefully but Esme ignored him, sighing in relief when she saw the clinic tag overhead.
She marched into the room, her hopes up when she found the school's nurse, Lily behind her desk. Her hands grew cold when she saw another figure seating next to her.