Chapter 13

"I'm not a fan of apple juice" he defends. I grab the collar of his shirt,

"Do you really want me to?" My question scares him, he takes the bottle and drinks out of it. He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, "good boy" I coo at him,

"Hey did you get your math homework done already?!" He stares in disbelief at my open notebook,

"Yeah. Why?" I take a bite out of my cupcake,

"I'm stuck" he admits sheepishly,

"Where?" I chew slowly. He looks at my lips, the motion in which they go, round and round,

"Um............. question three" he brings out his notebook and shows me.

I explain things to him and show him a few more examples. After a while we talk and laugh about other things, he is a very interesting guy with a fun personality.

"Aren't you going to pick that?" I point to his phone, it was the third time it was ringing and he just cut it every time. And this time was no different.

"Ignore it" he puts it on silence and slips it in his bag, "so I was wondering" he stares at his hands, "are you free Saturday night?"

His question catches me off guard, "um yes why?" My cheeks turn a faint pink,

"Um I was wondering if we could go out?" He scratches the back of his head sheepishly, his face turning a slight shade of red. He isn't looking at me anymore, "just a walk in the park, nothing big" he laughs nervously,

"Sure" my eyes soften and I stare into his eyes, he stares back into mine as if trying to search for something. I see this familiarity in his eyes and an image flashed before me, almost lightning speed but what I could make of it was a pair of blue eyes staring straight at me, they hold an emotion.

Happiness.

I feel an ache in my head and I try to shake it off but it doesn't leave me,

"You can rest on my shoulder" he offers and repositions himself to my side, I stare at him and gently lay my head on his left shoulder, I could hear the blood rushing in his body, his heart beating. Was that normal?

I close my eyes trying to relax, I feel his gaze on me and I open them slowly to see him staring at me with his tender eyes,

"Don't you have class after break?" My gaze unshifting, it just felt so right to look into his emerald green orbs,

"No. Neither do you" his lips are laced with a gentle smile, I close my eyes and enjoy the comfort of his shoulder, I don't get VIP treatment very often.

Soon I am asleep, he gently moves some of my locks away from my face and admires my features. His thumb traces my lips making them twitch in my sleep, he stifles his laugh and forms it into a smile,

"She's even more beautiful when asleep" he admits. Mrs. Brown comes in and Daylon puts his right index finger on his lips, she covers her lips with the back of her palm and drops her bag quietly on the table. She tiptoes to us,

"She's so cute" she lightly strokes my hair making me moan in my sleep, "awwn" she coos quietly, "you don't get to see this side of her every day" Mrs. Brown jests,

"Let's consider ourselves blessed" Daylon follows suit. They both laugh silently.

After what feels like an eternity but is only an hour I emerge out of slumber,

"Oh, I fell asleep" I mumble in realization and rub my tired eyes. I see Mrs. Brown smiling at us and Daylon is on his phone playing a game, "thanks for everything"

"No problem" he smiles at me, "I have class in ten minutes" he checks his phone,

"Um, Daylon?" I slip my hand in his as he gets up, the aura hooks me again but I hold myself together, "please watch out for Debbie for me?" I beg, he squeezes my hands as a sign of affirmation and he takes his leave.

I glance over to Mrs. Brown and I see her pretending to be reading,

"You are one of a kind Mrs. Brown" I praise with a smirk,

"And why'd you say so?" She tries to stifle her laughter,

"You never told me you could read comfortably upside down" she looks at the book cover and bursts out in laughter,

"Okay you caught me" she waves off. I smile at her and I feel a strange aura from her, it felt very pure,

"I think Mrs. Brown is pregnant, and I think it'll be a girl..... Wait how do I know that?" I dabble in thought for a while and conclude it as true. I decide to get some baby stuffs for her but I wasn't sure which color.

"Red would be good." I smile to myself. I'll make it a surprise, she'll never see it coming.

I look at my vitamins and pop one while getting back to my homework. I have a lot to do if I want to rest easy at home.

The school bell rings and Debbie kisses me goodbye and heads home. I watch her leave and I walk to the clinic to get my shot.

On coming back I spot Daylon closing his locker after putting some books in it, his gaze hits with mine and he smiles, he does a phone sign and leaves.

I head back to the classroom where Mrs. Brown was and take my seat,

"We'll be here till 7 pm" she sighs, "are you done with all your homework?" She asks and I nod, "wow, you're fast" her eyes twinkle,

"The easier the better right?" I put my feet on my table and give the world a big yawn, she giggles and plays with her phone, I notice the necklace on her neck, it looked old but valuable, "Um Mrs. Brown for how long have you had that necklace?" I point at it,

"So you noticed?" She holds it up with soft eyes, "my Grandma gave it to me when I turned 16, she died that very day" she smiles a little,

"You must've been close to her" a gentle breeze blows into the class,

"She was the only one who truly understood me. She told me to keep it safe and give it to my daughter when she turns 16" her glisten with tears,

"It looks really beautiful on you" I compliment her,

"Thank you." She smiles, "I do not think this detention is fair" she pouts,

"I know. Has the principal left?" I ask,

"Yes, apparently he'll be out for a couple of weeks. He's catching a flight to Europe today courtesy of Mr. Shane" Mrs. Brown rolls her eyes and scoffs, she couldn't understand why someone would be so unjust because of money and power,

"Great!" I exclaim, I grab my phone and play some classical music, I waltz over to her table and offer my hand, "m'lady may I have this dance?"

"Oh Eris" she laughs and takes my hand, "why yes you shall" she responds with the same tone and style and we waltz to the front of the class swaying to the music,

"Let's not see this as detention but as quality 'us' time" I smile at her,

"Yes I agree" she chuckles and we dance on.