Apart from the wild number of balloons and flowers on her doorstep, Leigh had not heard nor seen hide or hair of Willis since the party on Saturday night. Now it was Monday morning which also meant school. Unlike most high school teenagers who always grumbled about school and not wanting to go to school, Leigh actually loved attending school. The very act of waking up morning every morning, preparing for school, attending classes, taking notes, doing assignments, projects, pop quizzes, everything. She enjoyed the routine and rigor of school life and it didn't bother her in the least that she was attending school with a whole bunch of pretenders and assholes who only cared for themselves. Leigh had never for once in her sixteen years of schooling, encountered bullies. She had always stood straight with her head held high and given whoever crossed her path a piece of her mind which was a lot. The last guy who had tried, was much to her satisfaction, not going to be walking for the next
The student body of Saints Academy parted like the Red Sea to Willis' tall, handsome frame as its six foot of male and muscle made its way gracefully towards Leigh's homeroom. He had barely waited until practice was over before sprinting out, still in his uniform, to search for her.Her. He had been surprised when she had come to practice earlier, certain that she had come for him. He had even started to think back to that morning and if she had left anything behind in his car that she might want to retrieve. His surprise had tripled when she had instead, called for Cole. When she totally ignored him and called Cole out, his blood had boiled in his veins and not from the toil of practice. He could feel the simmer of heat slowly awaken now as he came closer to her homeroom. He needed to ask her, needed to hear from her what her business with Cole was. Was she interested in him? He saw red. No, he told himself very calmly, she couldn't be involved with Cole. Of all people, Cole was an o
By the time Willis got to the car, Leigh was nowhere to be found. For a second, he felt a cold reeling sensation lick at his gut. Had she left? She had been really willing to let him take her to that ice cream shop. Had she changed her mind and then decided to leave? He had not known her long enough to know if she would take spontaneous actions like that but he really hoped she hadn't. Maybe she had been tired of standing in the sun and had gone to find shade somewhere. Yes, that had to be it he thought, going around the length of his Chevy with hopes that he might get a glimpse of wherever she went to. "Looking for someone?" Willis almost jumped at the sound of her voice. He had not heard her come up behind him. She really had quiet feet he was thinking now as he turned to face her. She was standing with her back to the sun, her face cast in the late afternoon shadows. The wind had blown her hair out of its ponytail so that it was now dancing f
It was already dark by the time Willis parked his Chevy in the underground parking lot of his sister's apartment. Since he had a falling out with his parents, which had involved a lot of shouting, broken china and a furious storming out, he had taken to living with his sister Willa in her fancy apartment right at the edge of town. Like him, Willa had also been tired of their parents 'bullshit' as she liked to put it and had decided to live alone. Willa Reeler was a twenty-four year old certified lawyer who worked at a reputable law firm with the dream of one day owing hers. She was usually busy most of the time, had practically thrown herself into work when she had left their parent’s house and so gave Willis the space and freedom to do whatever he wanted whenever he wanted. Willa's only rules were one, no partying in her house and two, no touching of her beloved Ferrari. They were rules that Willis could live with, not that he did not want so badly to test his hand at the F
Willis had woken up that morning with mere minutes to prepare for school. Not that he cared about that though, his thoughts were filled with Leigh and how she would most definitely be sick. No one could eat that much ice cream and not be sick after. Then he had remembered his sister telling him the previous night to attend school. Well, it wasn’t like his grades all depended on this one day of school and Willa would never know he missed school. He would make sure of it. So he had proceeded to prepare his infamous hang over soup which he knew worked wonders for belly aches, and had decided to bring them to her. He had stood outside her home like a stalker for few minutes, contemplating which window was hers. He had then decided after he hearing the distinct sound of a shower running that the window with the purple blind was hers and hoping she was the only one home, he had dialed. "Hi Sunshine," her hair was still messy and she looked pale, Willis observ
By the time she came back down the stairs, skinny jeans had replaced ankle high socks, an oversized, "PLANET OVER PLASTICS' top had replaced the long sweater and boots adorned her small feet. "Has anyone ever told you, you look gorgeous?" Yes, multiple times, Leigh smirked inwardly but made a show of blushing for him. It was one of the things she had to learn when she had decided to take on the path of heart breaking. How to fake emotions. She was lucky to have been blessed with the kind of body she had, and the kind of personality that was never shy. It had helped her a lot. They walked quietly, side by side along the scenic street, basking in the morning sun and enjoying the husky scent that hung heavy on the air. Once in a while, cars swooshed by them, kicking up the fallen leaves of Oak trees to dance on the wind before settling back on the paved road. Most times, they saw a cyclist pedaling their bicycles up and down the road, one was even friendly enoug
"That's a wrap people." Mr Sinmipe, the science teacher said as the bell rang for change of periods. Leigh waited for the rush of students to thin out before heading out into the hallways. She had Literary methods next but since the teacher was fond of coming a few minutes late, she thought it gave her perfect time to visit the restroom. She’d been holding her full bladder for almost thirty minutes and she felt like she could burst open any minute. She dashed like a bullet through the thinning crowd in the hallways and into the nearest restroom. After finishing her business, she came out of the stalls to wash her hands and brush out her hair. She had just soaped her hands when the stall doors swung open and the girl that had been slicking up to Willis the previous week barged in, her face filled with inch thick make up. Leigh, sensing trouble brewing, rinsed her hands and made to leave quickly but her path was blocked by stiletto heels that led up into Jessica's very
Leigh felt her body heat up, starting from where his skin tightly clutched hers and worked hard to swallow the lump that had formed in her throat. They walked the rest of the way in silence, hands in each other's and eyes on the road. By the time they got to his car, the parking lot was nearly deserted. "Won't you change your clothes?" Leigh jerked her chin towards his play vest. "Nah," he shrugged, getting into the car. "You stink!" Leigh said dryly as she got into the car with him. "I refuse to have lunch with a stinking guy." Willis rolled his eyes, turning the key in ignition. "And here I was thinking my good looks and charm were enough to woo you," he replied cheerfully. "Nuh-uh," she shook her head, letting her hair fall all over her face. "You’ve got to do better than that Stink," she smirked and smoothed her hair out of her face. "Oh yeah?" his asked, intrigued. "I would absolutely love it if you could tell me more abou