Novel - Drama Chapter 11
Chapter 11
Chapter 11
“Amiera, you have to get up now.” I hear my mother
shouting above me.
What time was it? I didn‘t care; I didn‘t want to go to
school today. I couldn‘t sleep at all last night, and I sure as
hell did not want to see Adam today after what happened
between us yesterday.
I always took things to another level, but this time I‘ve
crossed the line. What if Adam decided to tell everyone at
school? What would happen then? I could see all of the girls
laughing and pointing at me with their judgmental gazes. I‘ve
spent my entire life facing people that threw insults at me;
I‘ve been bullied more times than I can count. One would
think that I would have learned to at least keep away from
people like Adam.
I couldn‘t believe that I was this stupid; I‘d already been
through so much embarrassment; what was I thinking would
happen when I willingly followed Adam out into the woods?
“Mom, I don‘t want to attend school today,” I say, my
voice muffled against the pillow. I didn‘t want to show too
much emotion for her to grow suspicious. The last thing!
wanted was for her to do some digging into the events of the
party
“Amiera,” she sighs. “You have a perfect attendance
record; you cannot mess it up now.”
More Rewards swollen and dark eyes. Just great, everyone wouia lake one
look at me and know that I‘ve been crying the entire night.
Or I could blame it on staying up late at the party; that
sounded much better. Hopefully, I won‘t be the only one
looking like this today. When I left, half of the party–goers
were already intoxicated and were sprawled out everywhere.
As far as I know, they could still be in that house. Though
alcohol didn‘t affect my kind for far too long, we usually snap
out of it quickly. I wouldn‘t know for sure since I‘ve never
had it, but I‘ve seen others of my kind, and within a few
hours, they are usually back to themselves.
Inod at myself in front of the mirror and put on my
determined face. I could do this.
I could totally do this. No one would make me feel less
of myself today; I won‘t let them.
I can‘t do this.
I‘m staring at the school‘s entrance, and I can‘t find the
motivation I need to enter.
I always do this; I stare at myself in the mirror and tell
myself that I can do something, only to realize much later
that I was wrong. By that time, it‘s always too late for me. I
look behind me towards the exit and consider skipping
school for the first time in my life–fear of what my parents
would do if they ever found out quickly changes my mind.
“Amiera!”
entrance. Thankfully, no one seems to be paying us any
attention, at least for now. Everyone pretty much looked the
same as me, needing as much sleep as possible.
When I enter the classroom, Adam is nowhere to be
found, and I breathe a sigh of relief. But the truth remained
that he usually entered class right on time or five to ten
minutes late, sometimes much later. I start to relax a little on
the chair, but a part of me still wants to see him. That part of
me is disappointed at the chance of him not showing up
today. I try to wipe those emotions out of my heart and
mind. I had no reason to be this upset about not seeing him
in class. I should be happy; this meant that I didn‘t have to
be embarrassed when I saw him.
And then I feel him; I know he‘s here without even
looking up. I do my best to keep my eyes stuck on the book in front of me. I don‘t want to look at him; still scared of
what he‘d do when he sees me.
There are satisfied sighs around me, and I know that all
the girls are staring at him. This time, however, even the guys
seem to be excited over something.
“Damn, she‘s gorgeous. I can‘t believe she‘s back.”
Abigail‘s words prompt me to look up and what I see
next makes my heart sink. There is a beautiful blonde
standing right next to Adam, she‘s even more gorgeous than
Aria, and that‘s saying a lot.
“I think she might be Adam‘s ex–girlfriend, Lizzie,” Abigail
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the girls are staring at him. This time, however, even the guys
seem to be excited over something.
“Damn, she‘s gorgeous. I can‘t believe she‘s back.”
Abigail‘s words prompt me to look up and what I see
next makes my heart sink. There is a beautiful blonde novelbin
standing right next to Adam, she‘s even more gorgeous than
Aria, and that‘s saying a lot.
“I think she might be Adam‘s ex–girlfriend, Lizzie,” Abigail
whispers to me. “Rumors have it that they had a pretty
shitty break up last year. Maybe they‘re deciding to get back
together; that‘s the only reason I can think of for those two
to be seen together.”
I couldn‘t believe this. I touched his chest and even
kissed it when this entire time, he could have been in a
relationship with her. I felt sick to my stomach. How did this
make me any better than Aria?
Aria knew about you; you knew nothing about this girl, 1
tried to remind myself. Again I was blaming myself for no
reason.
“Good morning, class,” the teacher greets us. “Just a
few more days for the much–anticipated festival. Who‘s
excited?”
Everyone begins to cheer in encouragement, excluding
1. me.
“Are you not excited about this?” Abigail asks me with
“Good morning, class,” the teacher greets us. “Just a
few more days for the much–anticipated festival. Who‘s
excited?”
Everyone begins to cheer in encouragement, excluding
1. me.
“Are you not excited about this?” Abigail asks me with
curious eyes.
I shrug my shoulders, “at first, when I first found out
about the flaming whisperer, I was beyond excited at the
thought of someone like that being present around us.
However, after attending that event every year and not
seeing it happen to anyone, I‘m sort of not believing it
anymore. What if it‘s just some made–up story to make
school more entertaining?”
Abigail laughs, “I get where you‘re coming from, but I
still have my faith in them. I don‘t know if it will be a boy or
girl, but I‘m crossing my fingers that it will be a woman. I
mean, how cool would that be?”
I was happy that at least one of us still had faith in this
story. But I would only believe it when I see it.
My eyes go back to Adam, and I‘m filled with so much
envy that I feel a fire burning within my veins. I‘m angry that
he showed up today with her, and I‘m mad that she‘s flipping
her hair and batting her eyelashes up at him. I should be the
one there; he should be looking at me, not at her.
My eyes go back to Adam, and I‘m filled with so much
envy that I feel a fire burning within my veins. I’m angry that
he showed up today with her, and I‘m mad that she‘s flipping
her hair and batting her eyelashes up at him. I should be the
one there; he should be looking at me, not at her.
As if reading my mind, he stops looking at her and puts
his full heated gaze on me. The pen drops from my hand, and
my lips part slightly. Immediately my heartbeat picks up,
and I feel a burning sensation in my belly.
Somehow, I’m turned on all over again. My body feels
like it‘s alive again, and I want to walk over to him and
straddle his lap. His gaze lowers to my lips, and my body
shivers from just the thought of his finger touching me there
before leaning down and giving me a deep, passionate kiss.
Lizzie realizes that she no longer has his full attention,
and she follows his gaze to see him staring at me. Her eyes
narrow the moment that she gives me a once–over. I‘ve been
looked at like that before, many times by my own friend,
ex–friend. She doesn‘t see what Adam can possibly be seeing
in me; she doesn‘t understand why he‘s looking my way.
Maybe Aria always thought the same; perhaps she always
wondered why Bryan was with me in the first place; I‘m sure
that she wasn‘t the only one that had thoughts like that
before.
Lizzie leans into Adam and seductively touches his chin before she turns him to face her. She‘s trying to tell me that