Sydney
I walked to the front of the school. I had my bag over one shoulder. No one was paying me any mind. I made my way to my first class which was history. I was so early. I just wanted to sit in an empty classroom with my thoughts. I opened the door to find.
Mr. fine and principal Davis talking. They both turned around to look at me as I gulped. At the sight of them
The principal legit zoned all his focus on me "Sydney! It's great to see you. Mr. Fine can you please give us a moment?" He turned to look back at Mr. Fine for a split second than back to me.
Mr. Fine gave a small nod of acknowledgement "Sure thing. I need to buy some coffee." He started feeling his pants, then pulled out his wallet. Mr. Fine walked out of the room.
The principal stood there looking at me.
I kept looking around the room. To break eye contact. We stood there in loud silence it was awkward .
The principal had a blank expression on his face. That I just wanted, to draw a emotion from "How are you, Sydney?"
I took a gulp "I am good. Thank you for asking."
The principal maintained his monotone voice "Yeah I was worried. I hope your friend told you. I was looking for you." He gripped his folder which was in his hands tightly.
A smile grew on my face "yeah Violet told me." I suddenly felt at ease. "So does this mean we cool?" I pointed back and forth between us.
The principle tilted his head, a dark smile grew on his face he started to murmur " The reason why I asked. Because I found it funny. You haven't come back to school after that accident."
My eyes widen in shock. I took a step back. from him slowly
I crossed my arms in front of my chest "what's so funny this is my real life. That is someone I knew. What are you implying?" I blurted out.
"I am not implying a thing?" why you so defensive?" The principal continued " you have no one to blame your absence on, but yourself." A twisted one sided smirk grew on his face
I bite my lip at his choice of words. Because those were my words when we spoke in his office.
I had an idea. That you were behind the Candy accident." He pointed his pencil at me "but after that reaction. I don't know how or why?" He is slowing nodding his head. "But I will stop at nothing to figure it out"
I rolled my eyes "You don't need my permission to waste your time." I tucked my hair behind my ear "If you want to crash out because of a' little misunderstanding'. Go nuts." I did sarcastic air quotes. With my hands.
"A little misunderstanding?" His eyebrows knitted together "You threatened me. Where I'm from that does not fly...every time we see each other it's going to be a problem." The principle warned me
"Good luck, it's like feeling in the dark." I turned around to walk to my desk. I looked back at him from my seat. He had his eyes locked on me. Then Branson walked into the room.
"Good morning, principal." Branson waved at him while he greeted him.
The principle just walked away without acknowledging him.
Branson pulled out a chair next to me "What's his problem?" I just shrugged my shoulders at his question.
I pulled out my phone and started typing on my phone. I just heard shifting next to me "Hello Sydney" Branson cooed
"Hello, Branson.'" I murmured back. I looked at my phone
He nudged my shoulder "that's, all I get no hug and a kiss" he tried to joke
I put my phone down and I looked at him "What do you want from me? jump in your arms and kiss on you" I picked up my phone and I looked at the screen " I thought we were done." I murmured back
He took my chin. Gently made me face him. He kissed my forehead "you would have to do some underhanded stuff for me to turn my back on you." I smiled at his words, and I melted into his arms.
Than he whispered in my ear "plus financially I'm in a better place. " I rolled my eyes. I know he is lying like a rug. But I let him put his arms around me.
"Okay let's start with class." Mr. fine walked in the class. He clapped his hands twice. And a sea of kids followed behind him. I pulled away from his arms and set upright.
"I got you something " Branson whispered to me. Then he dug into his bag. He pulled out a file.
I gasped when I saw my gift.
"I drew you a picture. Look." Branson presented me with a beautiful drawing.
" You know I love your art. I wish you would draw more" , I covered my mouth. since it is stunning. The art was like eye Candy "Wow this is beautiful. I look so dreamy." This drawing right here was a fountain of joy.
"Now you know how I feel. When I look at you." I gave Branson a kiss on his lips.
I pulled away for a few centimeters, to say " I didn't get you anything." He went in for another kiss and reassured me " it's nothing I was just thinking about you, and it inspired me to draw."'
I saw Mr. fine walked in and I quickly pulled away from him.
The class followed behind him. He turned around and started writing on the board.
Then Mia walked in last " Sorry sir I was at the police station." Mr. fine just nodded his head. And I just gave them a knowing side eye.
"Okay class let's start." Mr. Fine's voice ran through the class
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Branson and I walked out hand in hand. Out of Mr. Fine's class. He walked me to the locker. "So, you want to do a movie tonight?"
I pouted my mouth "I thought, we were going to see Candy?"
He took my hand and kissed it "Yeah...but I just want to hang out with you. Without being in a sad gloomy environment"
I went on my tippy toes. To kiss him, I really went in. My hand started to rub his biceps. He slowly pulled away.
"Calm down. Because once I start, I won't stop." He gave me, a wink and sounded out of breath. "And we in public."
I just rolled my eyes. Then I saw Alvaro hand in hand with Zurie. He dropped her hand as soon as I noticed. I just rolled my eyes. I turned around and gave Branson a quick peck on the lips.
I just mentally sigh, thinking about his lies. The other night about how he missed me
He put arms around me.
"Oh!" I squealed when I remembered something. Branson knitted his brows in confusion.
I pulled out the picture he drew. And I used tape to past on the inside of the locker door. I turned to looked. Him and He just smiled at his work.
He put both his arms around me "You need to draw for me. A smaller picture. So I can, put in in my wallet ." And I laid my head on his chest
He just chuckled at my words.
"We got to head to class." I pulled out of his arms. He threw his head back and gave me a kiss.
"Hey did the police ever question you?" I pulled out the needed books
We made our way to class hand in hand. "Yeah, they were waiting for me at the hospital." Branson said in a monotone voice
" I pulled out my phone and started texting my butler "What kind of questions did they ask you?" I looked back up at him to ask him.
"Just generic questions like, where were you when it happened? Anyone hate her? How can you afford to go to Grandview High School? Do I know what she was doing alone on the street and so on," he scoffed.
"I don't think knowing. What she was doing, on the side of the street at night alone. Is generic." I gave him a pointed look. I crossed my arms and leaned back in my seat
He just took a breath and ran a hand through his hair "It's hard you know. I haven't had a full night's rest ever since it happened." he murmured "but I just want him to find. That clown that did it. I would really bust their jaw in." He gripped my hand
"OW!" I yelled. His eyes widen in surprise.
"Sorry sorry." He started to kiss my hand. "I got lost in my thoughts."
"I can feel it." I scoffed. Imagine how much he going to hate me once he finds out I was involved.
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"Sydneyyyy!" I turned around to meet eyes with violet I wrapped my arms around her.
"How was police questioning?" I grip her a bit tighter "It was intense wasn't it. The school day is basically over." She let me go and she batted her lashes in confusion
"No i finished it within an hour. I was busy visiting and doing errands." She divulged
I tilted my head in pure confusion "Wait, so you let me spend the whole school day on my own?"
Her eyes glowed with mischief "You had your shadow with you." She paused and looked around "Speaking of shadows where is he?"
I rolled my eyes cause I knew she was talking about Branson "He is going to meet later on. Want follow me to my locker, to see the drawing he made me."
Her brows snapped together "His back to drawing?"
"Follow me. So you see yourself." I told her and took her hand. We walked all the way to my locker. I opened the locker door to show her
I position my hands in a presentation motion "TA-DA."
As she laid eyes on the picture her face turned impassive "you look so dreamy and beautiful. How did he capture your beauty."
I look back at the picture in amazement "I really don't know how he did it?" But I love it."
She was looking at the drawing. Like her eyes were digging in, between the ink and paper. "Usually, people are the least creative. When they are going through hard times." Violet murmured
"Speaking of Branson. I think he is not doing well." I Mumbled to Violet. Violet slowly turned her head to look at me
"His sister was ran over like road kill. Why would you think he is coping well." Violet said it in the driest way possible. I just took a breath, at her bluntness. It's one of her worst and best character traits.
"I know . Do you know, how I could perhaps help him? Emotionally." I confessed
She shrugged her shoulders " try going to ask the school therapist or google. I don't really know or care to know. How to comfort....humans."
I rolled my eyes at her " you know how to comfort me."
"Your the exception to the rule." She gave me the brightest smile. She looks so sweet. Like she didn't just compare someone on life support to road kill.
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Author's note
This took me days to write. I wanted to add more but this felt like a sweet ending. Enjoy it because the next chapter is well...you will read it yourself
Branson's picture he drew is on top . Of this chapter
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