Oliver strode past the chattering crowd running to the Boy's washroom.
what just happened? why didn't he stop him? why didn't he push him away? why did he do that in the first place?
Oliver stood near the sink panting. his green eyes wide open. He could have stopped him. he didn't. why?
Oliver exited the bathroom and ran straight to his Art class. he still had five minutes left. good. plenty of time left to curse that bastard.
he took out his reference books and pencil case. Chase strode pass a girl, Oliver knew her. blond hair round dark eyes, lips covered with tons of gloss. she had called his name but Chase had walked pass her standing in front on Oliver desk.
Pointing a finger towards Oliver he said,
"Sorry, he had asked me first" he said almost with an apologetic look.
He placed his bag to the desk which was beside Oliver and sat.
"What?" Oliver had said
"what?"
"what have I asked you first?" he asked.
"on a date" Chase winked.
"excuse me, I didn't." Oliver folded his arms and cast him an annoyed glare.
"to sit with you." he emended.
Oliver threw his arms in the air and opened his lips to say something but the bell had interrupted.
Professor Haley, Oliver's Art teacher had entered the classroom shushing the chattering class to silence.
"7 Days" she started.
"7 Days to complete your assignment." she had finished.
"Assignment?" Oliver asked grabbing the teachers attention.
"ah- Oliver Hope, finally I get to see your blessed face" she stated. few of the class started to giggle.
"SILENCE!" her high pitched voice echoed through the room.
"Yesterday I have explained the students about it, since you weren't there yesterday, Adams being the bright student with talented skill. you are responsible for him. partner up and help your friend would you?"
Chase had nodded. Oliver scoffed, annoyed with the behavior of chase in front of the teacher.
rest of the class had passed by in a blur, Oliver felt sleepier by each passing second. Professor Haley had been taking too long to explain how to carve the sculptures lips. Oliver was the first person to leave when the bell had ringed.
He stood by the locker shaking off his sleep.
"looks like our baby koala is sleepy again" Chase cooed
Oliver hadn't noticed him coming
"Koala?" he stood up straight trying to focus.
"yep, Koala's are always sleepy." he replied opening his own locker
"of-course, Mr. Know-It-All" Oliver mocked.
"What's the assignment, I'll do it myself."
"of-course, Your interest in Art was telling me that. You were yawing the whole session. why take art as a subject if you aren't Interested?"
"I think you shouldn't care about my interests. hmm?" Oliver had turned to him.
Chase leaned at the Locker and smirked.
"yea, may-be I shouldn't. But I do" he had said before grabbing the hem of Oliver's hood drawing him to himself.
His dark eyes pierced through Oliver green ones. Oliver's mind was driven back to the Janitors Closet. Oliver mind was playing tricks with him. all he know is, this was an awful one.