cuddles as soon as she sees me. I hug her back with everything I’ve got and take a deep breath.
Have I mentioned that I love this girl?
“You okay?” She asks timidly.
“ He remembers me,” I tell her dejectedly.
“ Oh,” she frowns. “Is that a bad thing, then?”
“ I’m not sure. Depends what he does with the information.”
“ I see,” Becky frowns, taking my hand so we can walk to the library. “Want to have a cuppa in the staff room before we study?”
I look at her contemplatively.
“I have Wagon Wheels,” she grins, sealing the deal. She knows I love those round disks of yumminess.
My steps are lighter as we leave the school grounds behind us, along with its spiteful girls and the testosterone-overloaded boys. I’m looking forward to the quiet serenity of the library and a nice cuppa with Becky Blossom.
Half way to our destination, my peaceful escape is threatened by – surprise, surprise – the Carter brothers.
They’re really starting to get on my nerves.
A group of them and their friends have gathered around Karl and Ian in the centre. They appear to be in the middle of a screaming match.
“ I’m only going to warn you one more time, Karl,” Ian levels his younger brother with a menacing stare.
“ Fuck you,” Karl shouts, at which point Ian punches him in the stomach. His stomach appears fairly firm, but it still had to hurt. It seems to be what Karl was waiting for though because he barely even reacts, taking the opportunity to launch himself at his brother.
The gathered crowd is shouting and cheering them on; only Matt and the twins step in to try and pull them apart. They don’t seem to be having much luck as the brothers continue beating the living daylights out of one another.
I feel Becky’s discomfort and it matches my own. I don’t particularly enjoy watching two brothers beat on each other, especially because I know how close they usually are.
“It’s okay, they’ll be fine,” Rob says to Becky, approaching us from the side.
“ They look like they’re going to kill each other,” Becky cries in horror.
“ They won’t,” Rob grins, nodding his head in their direction as the twins finally manage to pull Ian off of his perch on top of Karl.
They both look about ready to murder one another with their fists balled tightly and chests heaving. They seem to have been kind enough to avoid each other’s faces because I can’t see any obvious bleeding or bruising.
“ Enough,” Matt snarls, pushing Karl back again. “Save it for the mats, mate.”
“ You should have fucking told me, E,” Karl ignores his friend and continues glaring at Ian.
“ Guys, come on,” one of the twins urges, glancing around uncomfortably. “Do this at home.”
Ian takes a deep breath and relaxes, his lips pulling up into that trademark smirk. “Home,” he nods, approaching Karl. He leans forwards and whispers something in Karl’s ear.
I watch as Karl grimaces and his jaw clenches even further. His eyes meet mine for a fraction of a second before he shrugs Matt off of him .
“ About time,” Ian winks at me as he passes and I’m left there gawking at their backs.
Were they seriously fighting because of me? The thought makes my stomach turn. I hate the idea that by keeping my secret, I caused two brothers to fight. If I look at the bigger pictur e, I know that I lied through omission. I hate lies. I groan inwardly as I realise that I owe yet another Carter yet another apology.
Over the next week, Karl tries to talk to me at every opportunity but I rebuff him like a pro. I’ve g ot all of the girls’ bathrooms around the school memorised because I know he can’t follow me in.
I’ve had to threaten his manhood a few times but he isn’t backing off. By Friday, I’m mentally and physically exhausted from avoiding him. Lunch break is the worst because I’m not going to hide away with Becky, especially when she spends her lunch breaks exchanging shy looks with Rob.
Have I mentioned that I love this girl?
“You okay?” She asks timidly.
“ He remembers me,” I tell her dejectedly.
“ Oh,” she frowns. “Is that a bad thing, then?”
“ I’m not sure. Depends what he does with the information.”
“ I see,” Becky frowns, taking my hand so we can walk to the library. “Want to have a cuppa in the staff room before we study?”
I look at her contemplatively.
“I have Wagon Wheels,” she grins, sealing the deal. She knows I love those round disks of yumminess.
My steps are lighter as we leave the school grounds behind us, along with its spiteful girls and the testosterone-overloaded boys. I’m looking forward to the quiet serenity of the library and a nice cuppa with Becky Blossom.
Half way to our destination, my peaceful escape is threatened by – surprise, surprise – the Carter brothers.
They’re really starting to get on my nerves.
A group of them and their friends have gathered around Karl and Ian in the centre. They appear to be in the middle of a screaming match.
“ I’m only going to warn you one more time, Karl,” Ian levels his younger brother with a menacing stare.
“ Fuck you,” Karl shouts, at which point Ian punches him in the stomach. His stomach appears fairly firm, but it still had to hurt. It seems to be what Karl was waiting for though because he barely even reacts, taking the opportunity to launch himself at his brother.
The gathered crowd is shouting and cheering them on; only Matt and the twins step in to try and pull them apart. They don’t seem to be having much luck as the brothers continue beating the living daylights out of one another.
I feel Becky’s discomfort and it matches my own. I don’t particularly enjoy watching two brothers beat on each other, especially because I know how close they usually are.
“It’s okay, they’ll be fine,” Rob says to Becky, approaching us from the side.
“ They look like they’re going to kill each other,” Becky cries in horror.
“ They won’t,” Rob grins, nodding his head in their direction as the twins finally manage to pull Ian off of his perch on top of Karl.
They both look about ready to murder one another with their fists balled tightly and chests heaving. They seem to have been kind enough to avoid each other’s faces because I can’t see any obvious bleeding or bruising.
“ Enough,” Matt snarls, pushing Karl back again. “Save it for the mats, mate.”
“ You should have fucking told me, E,” Karl ignores his friend and continues glaring at Ian.
“ Guys, come on,” one of the twins urges, glancing around uncomfortably. “Do this at home.”
Ian takes a deep breath and relaxes, his lips pulling up into that trademark smirk. “Home,” he nods, approaching Karl. He leans forwards and whispers something in Karl’s ear.
I watch as Karl grimaces and his jaw clenches even further. His eyes meet mine for a fraction of a second before he shrugs Matt off of him .
“ About time,” Ian winks at me as he passes and I’m left there gawking at their backs.
Were they seriously fighting because of me? The thought makes my stomach turn. I hate the idea that by keeping my secret, I caused two brothers to fight. If I look at the bigger pictur e, I know that I lied through omission. I hate lies. I groan inwardly as I realise that I owe yet another Carter yet another apology.
Over the next week, Karl tries to talk to me at every opportunity but I rebuff him like a pro. I’ve g ot all of the girls’ bathrooms around the school memorised because I know he can’t follow me in.
I’ve had to threaten his manhood a few times but he isn’t backing off. By Friday, I’m mentally and physically exhausted from avoiding him. Lunch break is the worst because I’m not going to hide away with Becky, especially when she spends her lunch breaks exchanging shy looks with Rob.
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