Seemly Forbidden [Chapter 4- So we meet]

I was completely confused. I wasn’t sure how to respond when Blaze Kramstake took my arm and pulled me to the side as I pleasantly walked down the hallway.

I turned my head to see who had grabbed me. To see it was Blaze numbed my mind. Perhaps he grabbed the wrong person? I didn’t really want to be shoved forward to get away from him. Who would want something to do with a person who that just gave furious looks the day before? But, his face looked pleasant as he looked me, such a look that made me weak in the knees and had to lean against the wall for support.

What was wrong with me? I was being so pessimistic lately, and the questions running through my mind are giving me a headache. I give up.

"Yes?" My voice came out as a soft whisper, that I was sure that he wasn’t able to hear me. But, he smiled a toothy grin and rose his shoulders in shrug. His smile looked tight, like he hasn’t smile for awhile or never and I didn’t know what his shrug meant, but he was making me feel rather uncomfortable. He wasn’t saying anything, perhaps not wanting to or just shy? Maybe he wanted to scare me and if that was his reason; he was doing a pretty darn good job at it.

I began to walk away. I was only a few feet from him when he called out to me. I could feel my knees crumble underneath me, having to use all my strength to stand up. I was ready for the sound of his voice, it sounded to perfect. It was low and lovely, not many words can describe it.

"Sorry."

I blinked. It took a few moments for his words to process through my mine. Then, I was suddenly more confused. What was he sorry? Sorry for grabbing me to the side of the hall without warning and giving me a frightening smile? Was he sorry for confusing me or making my insides knot from his gorgeous face? After a moment of silence, I finally got the nerve to say, "I gotta get to class."

Then, his face suddenly changed from the pleasant look to a look of sadness. His face was so melancholy and his eyes, oh his eyes. I bit down on my bottom lip as I tried to resist the urge to place my arms around him. But, I didn’t stay to build of the courage this time to do so. Nodding again for the second time, I turned around and walked down the hallway. This time, I didn’t glance back like I did on the soccer field, I didn’t need to. I could feel his eyes stabbing me in the back till I turned around the corner. I felt woozy and nauseated as I entered my math room.

Taking my normal spot in the back, I took my seat. I didn’t feel well and I couldn’t concentrate on the lecture. To make matters worse, I answered the question my teacher asked me incorrectly.

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Her rejection stabbed me and I couldn‘t help it but feel angry. She had no idea how hard it was for me to speak to her, not as in I was afraid. That had nothing to do with it. It was just that having her so close to me, having her smell to reach my nostrils was extremely dangerous. I could feel my face radiate heat as my face grew a deep shade of magenta. I balled my fist and swung my arm through the air. Within a quick moment, my fist collided with a nearby locker and a loud noise rang through the hallway. The impact of my fist with the locker left a deep dent into the metal…. While the metal left my fist free of injury.

Flexing my hand, I turned around and left the damaged locker. I wasn’t going to stay for anyone to spot the witness, talk wasn’t what I wanted. I needed to get out of her and cool down, think it through.

No one knows how hard it is to live like this. My entire life is a secret, the feeling of being a captive to over whelming. I feel like I’m about to explode, I can’t explain how I really feel to Thalkore, he just won’t understand.

I can’t put my emotions into words, it would sounds to much like a bad diary entry. It’s just that I need to vent, explain it and come up with some words. I need someone to understand and hear my story.

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"Megan," I dropped my tray of food on the empty spot next to my friend. I was really pumped to tell her about what happened in the hallway before third period, the encounter I had with Blaze.

Grabbing my milk and shaking it up, I glanced over to my friend to make sure that I had grabbed her attention. Megan never really was the type that would listen in right away, it always took a few moments to pull her to get her eyes on you.

"Hey Raleigh, hey," Megan gave me a big toothy grin. There was something different about Megan today, which told me she had a story to tell me herself.

Megan was dressed different, more in dressier clothing and her hair was up. But, what shocked me the most was that she was wearing makeup, "Oh, Megan, tell me what’s up."

Megan can wait for my story, it wasn’t really that important. I just knew that she would like to listen to my story about how the stranger no one ever talked to randomly started talking to her. It was interesting, and yet, extremely odd.

Her smile grew wider, "Jimmy Potask asked me to the dance."

Oh, that was an obvious. I should’ve known that it was doing to be something about that. There was poster’s up all around the school, in the hallways and on the doors, they were everywhere. I had totally spaced out that dance, but dances were never really my thing. Though, to be a good friend, I acted all excited for Megan.

"Really!?" I smiled, lifted my head up and looked around for Jimmy. He was in a few of my classes, a big school nerd, but he was extremely hilarious. He was always interesting to hold a conversation with.

"Do you already have a dress?" I expected her to wear the same dress from last year. I took my milk and took a drink, I looked back over to give Jimmy one last glance, when a black jacket from the entrance caught my eye.

It was Blaze. Just the sight of seeing him cause my heart to flutter and push Megan’s date for the dance out of my mind, now I was determined to tell her what happened, "Blaze talked to me."

At first she looked confused and I don’t blame her, she also didn’t think Blaze ever talked.

"Blaze who?" Megan asked, her fork held up in mid air as she looked around the cafeteria for Blaze.

"Blaze Kramstake," I told her in a matter of fact tone, feeling excited now that the conversation had turned to me. I wanted to tell her the entire experience.

"What’d he say!?" Megan turned her entirely body towards me, waiting for me to give her the details on what happened. This was something totally new and not the everyday conversations we normally had, so she was really into the short story I had to tell her.

"No… That’s it? He was sorry?" She looked up, pointing him out after while, "go and talk to him… now." Megan gave me a push, wanting me to get up and talk to Blaze.

After awhile, I gave up and got to me feet. Building up the courage, I took in a deep breath and walked across the room.