Chapter 71

I stand up with a frustrated groan as I turned to face the person that is standing behind me. His face does nothing to calm my senses, as I can feel myself practically gushing at the sight of him.

I seem to forget the turmoil that he made me pass through just a few hours earlier, the consistent starE that always made me feel I was being watched, the consistent trailing with his eyes that made me feel so insecure and bad about myself.

I almost forget all that I have seemingly suffered at the hands of this person that I barely know, but who seems to always elicit so much emotion from me.

I can see Eras has snapped out of his earlier fascination, and is now focused on the little drama that is unfolding in front of him. It seems everyone in the hall is also fully tuned in, as I can practically feel the stares of each and every person trained on what is about to go down.

Is anything about to go down?, I think to myself as I look into imploring eyes that beg me to at least give him a chance and hear him out.

I begin walking out the hall, and I I can hear his steps as he readily follows me. We keep on walking like that, as I take my own form of revenge and walk us through the whole school compound. Oakley sees us pass the cafeteria for the second time now, and she bursts into laughter.

The game I'm playing makes me smile, he thinks he's the only one who has a sharp wit and can make someone uncomfortable, then I'll show him that I'm more than up to the challenge.

I can feel myself panting from lack of air as we take a fourth lap around the school compound, and yet I do not seem to stop in any particular place for him to talk to me. His tenacity is surprising though, as he seems to trail each and every one of my steps, with a rythm which matches my very own.

I think I walk more out of anxiety than out of the anger. I am drop dead anxious right now, as I cannot seem to imagine what he would want to say to me.

This Little thing he has of randomly coming up to me and requesting an audience in front of all my friends is surprisingly annoying as much as it is oddly endearing, and I can't seem to find exactly which emotion I will use to quantify it.

It makes me nervous to see him come out to talk to me, and yet it also makes me excited, the excitement part is something I don't know why and I'm pretty sure I'm ready to find out now.

I'm pretty sure this is our fourth lap around the school right now, and I can't really say I've taken him around the whole school yet, there is a place that has involuntarily popped up into my mind, and I think it would be the perfect place for such a meeting.

I want to make him feel as anxious as I feel, and I think that is spurred caused this particular decision. I walk faster.