when you get hurt though because I warned you, I tried to help and told you what you should do,” she mumbled at the table.
Sighing I got up to leave and as I bent down to pick up my bag I bumped into Ian who was for some reason stood behind me. As he held out his hands to steady me I tried to suppress the urge to slap him once again and instead flinched involuntarily.
“Careful Rea,” he said, flashing one of the smiles that I used to love but now just made me shiver.
“What do you want?” I couldn’t keep the annoyance out of my voice as I pulled my bag over my shoulder and crossed my arms over my chest.
“We’ve got history next,” he said as if that was enough of an explanation.
Please don’t tell me he wants to walk with me to class,
I thought.
“And? I’m quite capable of finding the room myself you know. I’ve been doing it for a year now.” I replied, irritated by his presence as I moved to walk towards the hall, not wanting to be late again.
When Ian decided to follow me it made me madder but it wasn’t like I was going to show him that. Instead I walked on, ignoring him while he stood at my side, rambling on about some sport match he had competed in.
I would have loved to be able to switch seats to get away from him as we entered the classroom but sadly it wasn’t possible. Mr Baits had never seemed to grow out of the high school routine of writing a seating plan and never letting anyone move. I doubted he would be sympathetic to my reasoning anyway.
We found our seats and Ian all too casually rested his arm on the back my chair.
“Great game the other day by the way, that team would get nowhere without you.”
Choosing to ignore his arm as I didn’t want to cause a scene, I leaned away from it and turned to look at him, only to find his face was much too close for comfort.
“Yeah they would we’re the best nationally, I wouldn’t be able to score without them,” I said as I returned to face the front of the class. I really didn’t want to talk to him but I couldn’t find a way to avoid it.
“I’m sorry Rea.”
His sudden apology shocked me, although I wasn’t sure what he was apologising for.
“For what? Cheating, lying, being a total jackass or anything else you’ve ever done?” I knew I was acting like a bitch, but I was already wound up from my friends, and Ian didn’t deserve me to try and be nice to him.
“Yeah okay I deserve that.” He moved the arm that was resting on the back of my chair to rub his neck, a gesture he performed regularly when he was guilty, uneasy or nervous. “For all of it I guess, I was a jerk and treated you like shit so I’m sorry.”
I didn’t know why he was doing this all of a sudden as I thought I had made it quite clear there was no hope for us ever again.
“Well thanks, it’s not like I’m still losing sleep over you but it’s good to know you think you’re a jerk. So what’s your motive for this sudden apology?”
Sighing he put his arm back around my chair and slouched in his own. Neither of us were paying attention to the lesson Mr Baits was trying to teach us on the Russian revolution.
“I don’t have one Rea. Honestly I’m not trying to win you back, I wish I could but I know you. I was just hoping maybe we could move towards being friends? Or at least not enemies if that won’t happen.”
I knew Chloe would lecture me about it later but at that point I was fed up of being mad at everyone so simply agreed to what Ian wanted, reasoning that I would only have to see him for a few more weeks.
The surprise that registered on his face was fun to watch, obviously he thought he was going to have to persuade me a bit more than he had. To show his happiness he squeezed my shoulder slightly before dropping his arm finally.
“So how’s it going with that other guy?”
I’m sure in that moment my face mirrored my friends faces earlier but Ian just kept shocking me.
“Same old, why? Have you had a sudden change of
Sighing I got up to leave and as I bent down to pick up my bag I bumped into Ian who was for some reason stood behind me. As he held out his hands to steady me I tried to suppress the urge to slap him once again and instead flinched involuntarily.
“Careful Rea,” he said, flashing one of the smiles that I used to love but now just made me shiver.
“What do you want?” I couldn’t keep the annoyance out of my voice as I pulled my bag over my shoulder and crossed my arms over my chest.
“We’ve got history next,” he said as if that was enough of an explanation.
Please don’t tell me he wants to walk with me to class,
I thought.
“And? I’m quite capable of finding the room myself you know. I’ve been doing it for a year now.” I replied, irritated by his presence as I moved to walk towards the hall, not wanting to be late again.
When Ian decided to follow me it made me madder but it wasn’t like I was going to show him that. Instead I walked on, ignoring him while he stood at my side, rambling on about some sport match he had competed in.
I would have loved to be able to switch seats to get away from him as we entered the classroom but sadly it wasn’t possible. Mr Baits had never seemed to grow out of the high school routine of writing a seating plan and never letting anyone move. I doubted he would be sympathetic to my reasoning anyway.
We found our seats and Ian all too casually rested his arm on the back my chair.
“Great game the other day by the way, that team would get nowhere without you.”
Choosing to ignore his arm as I didn’t want to cause a scene, I leaned away from it and turned to look at him, only to find his face was much too close for comfort.
“Yeah they would we’re the best nationally, I wouldn’t be able to score without them,” I said as I returned to face the front of the class. I really didn’t want to talk to him but I couldn’t find a way to avoid it.
“I’m sorry Rea.”
His sudden apology shocked me, although I wasn’t sure what he was apologising for.
“For what? Cheating, lying, being a total jackass or anything else you’ve ever done?” I knew I was acting like a bitch, but I was already wound up from my friends, and Ian didn’t deserve me to try and be nice to him.
“Yeah okay I deserve that.” He moved the arm that was resting on the back of my chair to rub his neck, a gesture he performed regularly when he was guilty, uneasy or nervous. “For all of it I guess, I was a jerk and treated you like shit so I’m sorry.”
I didn’t know why he was doing this all of a sudden as I thought I had made it quite clear there was no hope for us ever again.
“Well thanks, it’s not like I’m still losing sleep over you but it’s good to know you think you’re a jerk. So what’s your motive for this sudden apology?”
Sighing he put his arm back around my chair and slouched in his own. Neither of us were paying attention to the lesson Mr Baits was trying to teach us on the Russian revolution.
“I don’t have one Rea. Honestly I’m not trying to win you back, I wish I could but I know you. I was just hoping maybe we could move towards being friends? Or at least not enemies if that won’t happen.”
I knew Chloe would lecture me about it later but at that point I was fed up of being mad at everyone so simply agreed to what Ian wanted, reasoning that I would only have to see him for a few more weeks.
The surprise that registered on his face was fun to watch, obviously he thought he was going to have to persuade me a bit more than he had. To show his happiness he squeezed my shoulder slightly before dropping his arm finally.
“So how’s it going with that other guy?”
I’m sure in that moment my face mirrored my friends faces earlier but Ian just kept shocking me.
“Same old, why? Have you had a sudden change of
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