7

 

 

Arabella Rivera 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There were only two things that made my heart skip a beat. One, spiders and two, my favorite show airing a new episode. But now staring at Haiden, I could not help but question the skipping of my heart. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I blamed the anger from earlier, it couldn’t be more or less than that. It had to be. 

 

 

 

 

“Arabella.” A soft feminine voice called out to get my attention. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

But strangely my eyes seemed to be glued to the brown-eyed boy a small distance away from me. He and a couple of friends of his were seated at the very back of his truck. They were laughing and chatting loudly. Yet his eyes seemed to not want to stray away from me just like my own was denying me. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A gentle smack to his shoulder from a ginger-haired girl has his attention snapping away from me, not before he winks. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“What the hell was that?!” 

 

 

 

 

 

 

One, two, three shakes on the shoulder had my head shifting to the wide-eyed blonde with the expression of wonder altering her once cheerful face. Her over shiny glossy lips parted as she darted her baby-blue eyes from Haiden and I. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I shifted on my feet, gripping the strap of the bag a little tighter than necessary. “What?” I turned around and prayed for one of her worshippers to take her attention away from me. I felt like an ant under a microscope and I hated it. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Hands grip my shoulders and forced me to whirl around to face her. Her eyes are bulging out so much that I feared it would pop out of its sockets. Gwen shook my shoulder and looked at me in a way that screamed ‘have you gone officially nuts?’. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

“Haiden Cross.” She murmurs faintly with the look of being dumbfounded. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

him?” I asked with

 

 

 

 

 

 

I

 

 

 

 

 

 

away from my own. Her eyes skip from both my eyes as if searching for answers. “Are you kidding? He had been staring at you and he fucking

 

 

 

 

 

 

around. Her pitch was loud but not enough to gain more attention than required. I draw out a breath of relief. Everyone was too busy chatting about the approaching party or why Mr. Donald’s hair looked like a wet mop

 

 

 

 

 

 

who drove over a dirty puddle of water on purpose with the intention to dirty me. Why? Because he caught me staring at him through

 

 

 

 

 

 

brain enough to come up with a not so oafish answer a feminine voice

 

 

 

 

 

 

as Samantha yelled again. Both Gwen and I turn to stare at

 

 

 

 

 

 

the size of Antarctica, Gwen waved back

 

 

 

 

 

 

hook just yet.” She straightens her spine just

 

 

 

 

 

 

as soon as those two starts talking, Gwen would forget all

 

 

 

 

 

 

just a stare Arabella. Everyone

 

 

 

 

 

 

me right back on track before

 

 

 

 

 

 

where she clenches her eyes tightly and widens her smile. A soft gust of wind brushes past us and has her hair fluttering over her shoulder. “Hey guys!”

 

 

 

 

 

 

Sam.” Gwen answered.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Especially on the first day of

 

 

 

 

Samantha.” I said

 

 

 

 

 

 

her bubbly personality,

 

 

 

 

 

 

furrow in confusion. “Uh oh, someone

 

 

 

 

 

 

narrow my eyes down at the pretty copper-haired girl that was few inches shorter than I. “I don’t have a cat.” I grumble and side-step her to walk towards the school building. “I’ll see you inside Gwen.” I said

 

 

 

 

 

 

asked in a hushed voice.

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