Focus

I couldn't get my mind off of him the entire day. Who was he? What was he? This wasn't love though, it was intrigue. I would never let it become love, not after last time.

"Hello??? Anyone home?" Valentina waved her hand across my face and snapped me out of it. Whatever it was.

"You've been in a daze since morning"

"... Ever since you saw Kayden....." Pru shyly added.

I got pissed.

"No way, never! I just didn't get enough sleep. There's no way I'm dazed because I'd still be thinking of Kayden and?"

"Sin"

"Ah ! Sin. What year is he in?"

"Oh girl you don't know?? He's an upperclassman. Everyone likes him but he doesn't get too personal with people. That's what I've heard anyway, so I don't think we will see or know much from him, dont worry. But I'm not sure about Kayden being friends with Brittany and her friends though. I know you don't like them..... "

" Don't mind them babes. "

Ahh, I see. He is just a passing person. This is too similar to him............ Way too similar............ Almost deathly........... I can't get close. From the sound of it I won't even get a chance................ Love hurts too much. Maybe I'm just allergic to this drug that every one takes. Like weed.

"Persie, you okay ? You look like your cat died" Valentina looked me straight in the eye with concern with her soft, doe eyes. I couldn't deal with it.

"I'm fine! Just need to use the bathroom. I think it's that time of month again, lol"

I got up and walked straight into the corridor. Walking turned into running and soon I ran straight into a firm but warm chest. Oh so warm. It strangled me with memories. I looked up to see a face. What I know to be Sin's face.

"Woah how's--- what's wrong" he stared me dead in the eye. Without noticing I realised tears started falling from my eyes, then I started bawling. He pulled me close and into the stairwell where we were alone. I gave in. I held him close for just that moment. Maybe hoping nothing had ever happened and I went into a different time line where nothing happened. Nobody died, I never got stuck in that gate and we both went on with our lives. Or that the fire drill never happened and I never left to begin with. That I'm not scared of anything and I can just relax right here, right now. He just pulled me close and held me tight. I felt like I was truly loved. Even if I wasn't. Maybe I was, just for a split second.

He loosened his grip slightly and I looked up straight at him. We started into each other's eyes. His eyes were so clear.

Suddenly Dylan came down the staircase.

"Ooh you working on a girl Sin?" she had a flirtatious grin on her face. Just her look pissed me off.

"Oh my go--, can you just shut up Dylan" He stood up and turned straight to face her aggressively. I was surprised. Though I've barely saw anything of him, I felt like I sort of had a feel for his personality, and I never thought he would or could shout like that. Felt like he wouldn't anyway.

She walked down a few steps just two away from him, looking him straight in the face.

"Make me"

He goes up one step closer to her and takes her necklace in his hand. He looks down at it then looks up smiling at her.

"You play COD?"

"Yeah. I got advanced warfare and black ops II yesterday. Saw the necklace and was like why not"

WHY
The words of their conversation started to turn into mumbles in my ear. I wasn't going to listen anymore. I can almost always forgive someone and Its so difficult for me to hate someone but at this moment, I hated Dylan. And I still do. The only other person I hate is David.

I'm not gonna stay here for this

I stood up. My tears had dried by now. I just walked out and went down the corridor into my next class. English.

Thank God. At least it's the one class I don't sit beside those two.
It's not like I hate them. Really it isn't. I just can't like them. The useless, boring conversations, the passive-aggressive comments they make, I can't deal with it. I don't hang out with them because I like to hang out with them. I stay because I just don't want to be alone. A loner is the easiest target.

I walked late into class. Miss whatever-her-name-is was about to give out to me but I think she saw my eyes were tinged red and let it be. I walked past the two of them and their faces read :

wtf happened you? We are pissed but will get angry at you after you tell us what happened

I sat down beside Danica. Whatever-her-name-was was very adamant on having a seating plan rather than letting us sit whoever we want and moving people who are noisy together. She was the only teacher I had who did it, maybe the only teacher in the school because she was famous for it. When I first came in she put me straight at the back beside this random girl. She wasn't really anyone's friend but I didn't know for sure. She wasn't on my radar but she was okay.

As I walked down I saw her face and just got fed up. She had a short face with chubby cheeks. I didn't even know what her face read,which was new. She just looked at me differently.

"What?! You want to start something?"

"Nope" she said it in the most calm, composed way possible. "I don't care. Life sucks for everyone. You just have it plastered on your face today"

"Yep got a massive life-pie to the face, like a whole creampie"

"Hah, I see it rubbed off that mask off your face too, though you look somewhat better without a fake smile"

"Feel like sh*t though"

"That's improvement. It's better to feel like shit and be able to get over it than keep it in forever but not feel anything. Cause you're gonna feel it eventually. I just rather get it over with now than get severe depression when I'm 60 and have 110 regrets in life"

"Wow. You may be right Danica"

"Call me Dani. Everyone already calls you Persie anyway. Or should I call you Jackie?"

I laughed my head off and got a note from the teacher. She was the only person I had ever talked to who had read the Percy Jackson books (or any books whatsoever to my knowledge)

We had brief but light conversations throughout class and just for a brief moment, I thought everything was just fine.