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I halt at door to room 244, Maths, and take a deep breath. I'm about to push open the door when an arm reaches over my head and my eyes follow it back to the body it belongs to. Alex. He presses open the wooden door, grins and says "After you, my lady"

I roll my eyes at him but I can't help a tiny smile crack and a barely audible giggle bubble in my throat. I duck my head to hide from the sniggers and laughs and find my seat at the back, two away from Oscuro. I brush my hair back and try my best smile; Not too big it's stalker like but not too small that he thinks I smile to myself in a weird way...

Only one empty chair separates us.

Mr McKenzie taps his ruler on the board and my attention snaps to face him. Alex is stood awkwardly at the front with his hands in his pockets. I hear a couple of girls make comments about his appearance; ie Dark black hair, that complements his grey eyes perfectly, swept to the side, Black skinnies and a 'My Chemical Romance' Hoodie. His muscles are lean and even though he drowned himself in a baggy jumper you could tell he worked out. If I weren't already after a guy I may actually consider going out wit-

Wait?! What am I saying? There isn't a chance in this world that I'd go out with him! Who does he think he is, prancing into my life and actually managing to pry my eyes away from Oz?

Pssh... Some guys.

My gaze flicks back to Oscuro and he turns and winks.

OHEMGEE!!! HE FREAKING WINKED!!! Breath!!! SMILE!!!

I smile back; Hmm makes a good difference to shrieking and swooning...

Feeling self conscious I twirl my hair.

Damn. I really should stop doing that...

His grin widens and he mimics my sentiments by flicking his dark brown fringe sidewards.

I. Think. I. May. Just. Die!

I'm brought back down to Earth when Mr McKenzie barks at the front of the classroom, "Over there! Next to.. Umm.. Tay.. lor... Come on boy! We haven't got all day!"

My mouth seems to be on the floor.

'What?! He can't! He's blocking my view of Oscuro!' My mind retaliates.

"Hey! Great! I'm next to the prettiest girl in the class," He winks at me but I feel hollow inside. I notice him slyly nudging his desk towards mine...

This is just great...

For the rest of that lesson I zoned out and stared out of the windows covered with about an inch of grime.

Blech.

I pouted and took up doodling on the back page in my book. Nothing interesting. Just the usual. Hearts, swirls, different patterns; You know, the usual. I glanced up at the clock longingly and urged the hands to point to '12' faster... Nothing.

So, ok, maybe using 'The Force' wasn't exactly my strong point, but meh. At least I gave it a shot.

Oooh! Only 5 minutes left.

I notice that my hand had continued to draw subconsciously and I examined my latest master piece.

Oh. My. Gawd.

It was a hand. Not just any hand though. The hand from my dream. The one that had me in crippling pain. The one that seemed to glow with power. Only this time I could clearly see a small cut near it's thumb.

I scrunch the paper up and stuff it in my pocket just as the bell begins to chime. I slowly rise to my feet and my body seems to be on auto pilot.

What does this mean? Am I cursed or some freaky shiz?

Ok. Maybe that's just a teensy bit dramatic; But still.

I continue to ponder on this thought as I'm trudging along to my locker. I'm greeted by Alex.

'I really do not want to talk to you,' My mind shouts... Lucky he doesn't read minds.

Ignoring him, I reach for my books then yank my locker shut.

"Hey Taylor! I'm so glad we get to sit next to each other aren't you?" He did sound genuinely pleased.

"Ecstatic," I replied, except I used a hint of sarcasm, well it's pretty obvious.

"Awesome!" He was now following me... "What lesson you got up next?

Obviously he wanted a conversation.

"Drama," I tried to sound stand-off-ish but I don't think my point got across very well...

"Oooh me too!!!" He pulled me into a bear hug and I breathed in the smell of marshmallows. Weird. I accepted the hug, the only reason been I didn't want this to be awkward. There's nothing worse then a rejected hug.

Well at least Oscuro was in drama too...

I arrived and was about to talk a seat next to Oz when Little-Miss-Blonde struts in and drapes her arms possessively around him.

The little s-

My thoughts were abruptly cut off by Alex coming up and near as damn it mimicking her, except using me. I push his arms away and give a weak smile.

Miss Blonde swivels her head and gives a false giggle and keeping her eyes locked with mine, kisses him along his cheekbone.

Little BITCH!!!! Eurgh!!!! I wish I could just rip out her extensions and strangle her with them... SLowly choking her as I squeeze every last breath from her body...

Okaay... Don't know where that came from...

She winks at Alex and he scoffs and rolls his eyes in return.

Well at least he could see her true personality through the false charade...