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He will find me.
ChapterSix
Brody
I standat the school entrance.
I watched her arrive and I watched her enter the school.
And she looked so fucking tempting.
I didn’t want to wait but I wanted to play a game.
Kicking my heavy army boot into the ground, a smile pulls at my lips but you would never know because of my mask.
I don a skull with blood stains swiped across it. My green eyes flit around my surroundings and that’s the only thing that would give me away.
I have an army helmet on, covering my thick, tousled brown hair. The top half of my body is hidden behind a long-sleeved black top and a padded vest.
I finish my look off with black army style combats and heavy black boots.
She’ll know it’s me the minute her eyes land on mine, but I am going to put up a good game. I don’t want her figuring me outjustyet.
We have the whole school between us, and I can’t wait.
Inhaling deeply, I begin walking into the school and the first people my eyes land on are Hallow and her douchebags.
We all just need to accept that we’re not going to be friends. That part of my life is over, and I don’t care. They chose Hallow, Hallow chose them. I’ll be polite but that’s as far as I’ll go.
Flicking my invitation towards her, her wide smile slowly slips from her face as she watches the invitation float to her feet.
I keep moving forward, the music blurs around me and all I can hear is my heavy breathing and the sound of my heavy boots hitting the hard floor of the school.
Thump.
Thump.
Thump.
I slip into the gymnasium, and I watch the chaos around me, it takes me a couple of minutes to actually notice her but when I do, she is all I see.
Standing in the shadows, sipping on her drink a little quicker than normal, my eyes roam over her.
Teacher.
Fuck.
Maybe she is playing me? Maybe I’m the game.
Slowly stalking over to her I am just about to finally close the gap between us when some dickhead dressed in a quarter back outfit with a bloodied hand mark on his white helmet and the number #69 written on the side tries to make a move on what’s mine.
Mine.
He steps even closer to her and pushes her against the wall, pinning her there as his head tilts and I watch as his lips edge towards hers.
“Don’t… please,” I hear her voice and that just heightens the rage that is currently storming deep inside of me.
Storming forward, I wrap my fingers round the back of his shoulder pads and drag him away with force.
