A Night to Remember

I felt awkward being at school. I walked through the halls wondering what I was going to do. I had promised my sister that I wouldn't interact with Mr.Quinn again... yet he obviously didn't know that.

"Morning Jane."

My heart dropped in my chest. I turned to face an all too familiar person. "Morning..." I muttered.

"Had a good sleep?" he teased.

Before I said anything I would regret I turned away and walked towards my first class. I had to keep my promise. I wouldn't talk to him, unless it was for school purposes.

"Jane?" When I didn't responder reached out and grabbed my arm. "Jane what's wrong? Did I say something wrong? I take back whatever I said that was rude."

"Let go. We're in school... So don't touch me as if we know
each other," I said rather harshly.

His mouth opened slightly as if in shock and then he released my arm slowly. I pulled my arm back to my side and continued walking. I was such and idiot. What a harsh way of portraying myself. But it couldn't be helped... I respected my sister more than I respected him. That was just a given.

As I listened to Mr.Quinn in English class I felt nervous and awkward. I didn't look up at him once... But eventually I did, and as I did, my eyes met his. I quickly looked back down at my paper. My hand was shaking to the point where my grip on my pencil loosened and it fell to the floor. Immediately I went to pick it up but a hand moved more quickly than mine and picked it up.

"Thank you," I said. As I raised my head, my eyes met Brendan Carrier. He sat next to me and was a kind person. He was quite handsome too and I felt happy whenever I was around him. He was my first crush...

"No problem," he said smiling at me. "You look nervous Jane. Are you alright? If you want, I can take you to the..."

"What's going on here?"

We both looked up to see Mr.Quinn. He didn't look to amused. I frowned and Brendan smiled.

"I'm sorry sir. Jane dropped her pencil so I got it for her. But I noticed... she looked rather pale... So I was going to offer to take her to the nurse's office," he said.

"She doesn't look that pale to me. If she is, then she'll have to deal with it until after my class is finished. There's a test coming up and I'd rather her be here taking notes and studying instead of lying down. I hope you understand."

"Yes sir."

I bit my lip in frustration. At that moment I really wanted to scream...

"Alexander!" I shouted. I stood up from my desk and stared at him. My heart was now racing in my chest and I could feel a rush of adrenaline spreading throughout my body.

He whipped around and glared at me. "Do not call me by that name, Jane," he said. "It's Mr.Quinn."

"Oh really? Hmm..."

"What?"

"That's not what you said last night," I said.

He looked taken aback by this. I felt good... I felt as though I was getting to him and pissing him off just as much as he was pissing me off right now. "What are you...?" he began.

"Oh come on. You remember. It was last night at your house."

There were now murmurs spreading around the classroom and Mr.Quinn's face had now gone a deep shade of red. "I-I..." he stuttered.

"Oh please Alexander. Stop acting as if you don't remember what you said last night. It was when we were..."

Before I could say anything else he covered my mouth roughly and he pulled me out of the classroom. He dragged me to the empty classroom at the end of the hallway and pushed me into it. He locked the door behind him then turned towards me.

"How dare you..." he said.

I looked away from him and looked towards the window. I didn't want to speak to him.

"I mean... how dare you treat me as you did this morning and then... and then treat me like you just did. Last night... I was opening up to you. I rarely do that for anyone. But you... I though maybe I could trust you. Perhaps even be friends. Jesus... I was wrong to trust a petty high school girl like you. You're just another slut and whore like your sister. Nothing good will ever come of you. And frankly I don't care. I won't care for or about you anymore. If you're going to hurt me like this... I can do so much better. You want to play games? I'll definitely beat you," he said and he smirked at me. He then walked towards the door and left me.

I stood there. I didn't know what to say. His words were said out of his confusion and angst. I didn't blame him... But to go that far and threaten me? Maybe doing what I did... wasn't the best thing I could've done...