Second chances

Chapter 9

My third and fourth school day went by and it didn't seem like I'll have another meeting with Noah. Only a lot of stares and talking about me. I didn't find new friends probably because of the whole Noah pushing thing. Like Emilia the most people seem to expect him to do anything.

I'm not dead yet and it's already dinner time on thursday. I spent my spare time in my room while Em was hanging out with her girlfriend most of the time

A look at the clock shows me that I'm really late for dinner. Whatever I don't plan to go. I feel a little sick and I'm not in the mood to talk with anyone. Already 7:35pm. Maybe they don't care as much as I thought.

I decide to put on some shorts and a big T-shirt because the uniform isn't that comfortable. As I get out of my skirt someone knocks at the door. I probably was wrong I hope they won't force me to go down. Especially because dinner should end every minute. Only in my T-shirt which is mid thigh long I open the door.

My face must be really hilarious as I open the door and see Noah standing in front of me. I raise one of my eyebrows at him and wait for him to say something.

After what felt like minutes I clear my throat. I feel really uncomfortable with him looking at me like that. His beautiful eyes are completely focused on my face and I'm really happy for that because of my bare legs.

"What?", I look at him annoyed. Why knocking at my door if he won't say anything?

"Are you always that aggressive?", he rolls his eyes. Seriously? I'm not aggressive he just annoys me. I don't mind answering and cross my arms in front of my chest.

"You weren't at dinner?", he finally says.

"Why do you care?"

"Someone of your friends should go check on you."

I don't understand why they sent him than. We aren't friends. He never told me his name and we only met because he's friends with Mike. Thinking of that I should definitely ask Mike why they're friends when he is such a 'bad guy' as I got told.

"We aren't friends so I wonder what you are doing here...", I give him a questioning look.

"We are not??", he puts his hand on his heart acting hurt. Such an idiot. I decide I'm not in the mood for his bullshit so I close the door.

Unfortunately he puts his feet between and
pushes past me into the room. What is he doing?

"First you push me and now you what to close the door in my face? You're really hurting my feelings.", he sits down on my bed. Why not Ems? Now I will have to disinfect my whole bed.

"What the fuck are you doing? Get the fuck out!", slowly I lose all my patience with this guy.

Instead of doing what I said he completely lays down on my bed.

"A pretty girl like you shouldn't use such words.", he looks at me and than closes his eyes visibly enjoying this situation.

I blush at his words before I realize what I'm doing and force myself to be strong. He might be handsome and all of this but he has a shitty character. I should know that he only calls me pretty to make fun of me.

"Fuck you!", I walk towards him and pull at his arm as hard as possible. He definitely didn't expected me to do something like that because he falls out of my bed.

Sadly he graps my arm and makes me fall on him.

"Fuck.", I groan and try to get up but he is faster. In a quick move he turns us so he's now on top of me. I feel myself getting really red and I try to get away.