Biology went better than maths in the sense that I at least remained In my seat.
Other than that, the rest of the day passed in a blur, I rested my head on the cool surface of the table unable to concentrate on anything and closed my eyes, my thoughts were filled with him, images and desires.
I look round the room and notice that we are alone, I and my silent partner, did I fall asleep? I rub my eyes and yawn letting the exhaustion show.
I pick up my bag and prepare to leave, but right in front of me is Zachary.
"You slept for an hour, 10mins" he says in a matter of fact tone.
"You should at least thank her for staying with you" he has a frown on his face, but he isn't angry, his eyes are not angry, they are concerned, beautiful and concerned.
I look over at her, confused at her kindness.
"Don't listen to the nonsense he just said, I stayed because I wanted to". I must still look really confused because she goes on to explain, smiling sheepishly.
"I tried to wake you up but you wouldn't burge, you were smiling in your sleep so I surmised you were having a good dream and decided to let you sleep.
Zachary also stayed with you, he was really worried about you"
I whip my head around to look at him, nothing makes any sense. He smiles and rubs his head, ruffling his hair.
"I called your work place, miss lanna, I told her you were sick and needed the day off, so you don't have to bother about that."
This is more than I can take.
Why is he doing this to me? Why can't he just stick to being the mean jerk that I am so used to.
"What do you want from me" I hear my own voice asking.
He shrugs and looks away.
I pick up my bag and angrily walk out the door, feeling unexplained rage.
Why does my heart keep yearning for him, why him?
As I get to the door, I see Zachary behind me, he steps ahead and holds the door open for me.
"Let me give you a ride" he says pleading with his eyes.
I ignore him and attempt to walk around him but he pulls me back.
"Why do you hate me so much" his brows creases together in frustration, his left hand still holding firmly to my arm.
"Do you even need to ask that?" I reply giving him an incredulous look, is he really stupid?
"Fuck that, anna... we both know this started way before the bullying"
I feel a stab of pain shot through my heart as he calls me that, I feel betrayed that he would dig up a past that we had both agreed(without words and looks) to keep buried.
I try to shrug off his hand but he holds on firmly.
"My name is savannah, I say through gritted teeth...and what ever it is you're referring to is a past that doesn't belong to me."
He throws his hands up in the air, feeling even more frustrated.
This isn't the first time he has tried to bring back the past, our past.
There was a time in there somewhere were Zachary and I weren't at odds, a time when we were inseparable.
I shake my head making my thoughts fly everywhere, I refuse to remember that past, I won't.