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She looks puzzled for a second, before getting a look at my face. Her expression relaxes, and she nods. “Of course, we can.”
We head over to the table, and without me saying anything, she sits in the chair that will have her back to the room, something that would have me on edge the whole time we were here.
“Thank you,” I say, sighing as I take a seat.
“How are you finding it, living with your cousin?”
I beam at that. It’s been great. “I love it. He and Levi are the best.” I glance out the window, watching the rain drip down the glass. Being with them has been the best thing that has ever happened to me. I finally feel like I can breathe. “I don’t feel lonely anymore.”
“You okay?” Jordan asks, snapping me out of it.
I force a smile, nodding. “Yeah. Just lost my train of thought.”
“You made any friends here yet?”
“I have Banner, who I went to school with,” I tell her, blushing when I think of him.
“Is he just a friend?” she teases, winking at me.
I feel my face heat, and I look away for a second. “We’re just friends,” I confirm.
She smiles at me knowingly. “But other than Banner?”
I shake my head. “I’ve not really spoken to anyone. I’m not a social person, so I don’t go out much. I went to check out the library, but there was a group of boys hanging around by the door, so I went home.”
“No one from class?”
Now I feel lame.
“Nope.”
“I kept to myself for a few months when I started. My family live here, so I never really stuck around to make friends.”
“You live close, then?”
“I do. I live about fifteen minutes away from the university. I was planning on attending Birmingham University, but my sister needed me here,” she tells me, her eyes clouding.
Now it’s my turn to ask if she’s okay. “Are you okay?”
“Long story for another day. We’re here to see how you’re settling in. How are you liking Mr. Flint’s class?”
As soon as she mentions his name, I feel all the blood drain from my face. My entire body is frozen to the spot and I begin to tremble all over.
I’ve tried not to think about Mr. Flint, but the little bit of sleep I did get, I spent having nightmares about him. I woke up still feeling his hands touching me, and his eyes watching me. My room even smelt like his cologne for a few moments. I woke up with a bad feeling, that what transpired between us in the classroom was just the beginning.
What Mr. Flint isn’t prepared for is me. I won’t be a push over any longer. He can’t intimidate me unless I let him. And I won’t. Or I’ll try at least.
“Emma?” Jordan calls, and I blink back to the present.
“I’m sorry. I spaced out again. I was actually meant to ask you if there’s a sign language class around here I could take.”
She pauses for a second, her eyebrows bunching together. When she doesn’t ask why I avoided her question, I relax a little.
“Miss Webber—an old teacher of mine—teaches it for free at a youth centre near my house. I’m not sure if the university teach one, but if you want me to find out, I can. Or I can ask my mum to find out if Miss Webber teaches it still. They’re old friends.”
“I’ve looked online for a course at the university, but I’ve not found anything. If you don’t mind asking your old teacher, that would be great.”
“Why are you interested, if you don’t mind me asking?”
