‘Princess, You look beautiful first thing in the morning. Green really is your colour. I’ll be seeing you soon. Don’t forget what I told you. x’
I sag back against the locker hoping it will help to hold me up. I actually think I’m going to be sick. I put a shaky hand up to my mouth just in case and take a few moments to catch my breath. I was wearing my green pyjamas to bed last night. He must have still been in the yard this morning when I went out and discovered the flowers. Maybe the grey wolf isn’t wild, and it belongs to him?
I fold the note up and tuck it inside my notebook next to the first one. With un stable legs I make my way to Chris’ car, to my new safe place and as I pass the rubbish bin I dump the flower in it.
This person knows where I live, where I go to school, which locker is mine, my combination. Does that mean it’s someone from school? They must have been watching me here.
Who would do something like this? Would Logan do this? He’s the only person I know that acted in any way possessive of me. He started on Chris just because he had his arm on me. In my heart, I hope it wouldn’t be him; but the honest answer is that I really don’t know.
That’s the problem; I thought I knew what Logan was like. The truth is, I don’t know Logan at all.
I walked out to Chris’ car, constantly looking around me. I didn’t feel safe. School and home were those places where people were meant to feel safe, but I didn’t. I didn’t know if it was just a kid that was pulling a prank on the new girl, or something more sinister.
I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw Chris waiting outside his car for me. He was chatting to some other teammates, they had a game soon and that seemed to be all the boys talked about at the moment.
“Hey gorgeous” He welcomed me with open arms and I willingly let him embrace me. He plants a kiss on the top of my head, which he seems to just do every time we say hello or goodbye. Like it’s just our thing now. He finishes his conversation and we get into his car.
“You ok? You seem a little quiet” He questions me, so I paste a smile on my face and nod my head.
“Yeah, I’m good, just thinking about what to get changed into.” He raises his eyebrows at me like he doesn’t quite believe me, but doesn’t push any further.
“So I was thinking shall I just drop you off and go get ready and come back for you or...” I don’t give him chance to finish before I interrupt him more sternly than I meant to.
“No. No, stay with me and then we can just go to your house together. I wont be long. I’ll be super quick. I promise.” I don’t want to sound needy but at this point I’ll say anything. I don’t want to be on my own. He just chuckles at me though.
“Okay, that’s fine. Take as much time as you need. I don’t mind.” He says with a smile on his face and a wink.
I reach over and squeeze his hand on the gear lever.
“Thank you” I say and slowly pull my hand back to my lap.
A couple of hours later we park outside of Joe’s Pizza Place and make our way inside to meet everyone else. Chris opens the door for me like a gentleman and places his hand on the small of my back and ushers me inside.
As soon as my feet pass through the doorway I feel it. I feel him. My body knows exactly where he is the room.
Logan.
My eyes land on him to find he is already looking at me. My feet have stopped moving and I’m just stood staring at him. Chris moves his hand and pulls me closer to him and in the direction of our table. I don’t need to be closer to Logan to see that he looks furious. I’m guessing my being with Chris has something to do with that, but after what happened yesterday he has no say over anything that I do. Logan moves like he is about to stand up, but he doesn’t. Someone stops him.
She stops him.
With a simple touch to his arm by a girl I have never seen before, he looks down and sits back in his seat. Unconsciously I push myself even closer to Chris and carry on walking to our table.
I really try to join in with the conversation and laughter on the table and to most of everyone around the table I’m doing a great job. I can tell Amber knows something is wrong. I would probably say she knows its something to do with Logan too, because she keeps looking over to where he is sat with the other girl and then back to me.
Chris is picking up on something too but doesn’t say anything. He just carries on talking to everyone while relaxing back in his chair with his arm draped across the back of mine, casually
