Just Can't Let Her Go
Chapter 5: Stalker
Julianna's POV
Oh shit. Only five more minutes until my first class of the new quarter. Crap, Crap, Crap, Crap…. Oh well. Luckily Claire and I have the same class first period this quarter so we can be fashionably late together. But what would mom say? Oh no. Better hurry up.
I picked my pace a little bit, but still made it look casual. A girl doesn't have to look frantic when in a rush. I made my way down the nearly empty hallways, and arrived at the door to Mr. Clyde's Chemistry class with a minute to spare.
I grabbed the handle to the door, and pulled it open. The calm chatter that filled the room came t a pause as Claire and I stepped in. Being "Queen Bee" had it perks. So did having a famous mom. I looked around the room at all the seats. Being the beginning of the quarter, we got to pick our seats for the first week, but since we were late… we got last pick. The only two open seats were next to my ex-boyfriend, Matt, and…. Harry. Of course. No matter which one I chose, they were both next to him. One was in between Matt and Harry, the other one on the other side of Harry. Thank god Matt and Claire were now best friends, I couldn't stand to sit next to him, even if it was only for a week. I slowly sat down next to Harry. Not making eye contact. I guess I was going to be Harry's lab partner for the rest of the quarter.
Mr. Clyde started to lecture us about what we were going to be learning about and doing in chemistry. I tried to listen, but Harry leaned over and whispered into my ear, " Hey, I'm sorry about last night. A girl like you shouldn't be treated that way."
" Damn right they shouldn't." I replied, trying not to meet his gaze.
" Hey, don't be that way, I was a little drunk. I couldn't help it." He said back trying to fool me with his eyes. Those beautiful green eyes that show all of is emotion. Trying to tell me that he is telling the truth. But I am too good for that. I stare down at my clothes and reply,
" How stupid do you think I am? If you were drunk, how do you remember what happened?" Nice one Juls. That was a good comeback. He opened his mouth, then closed it again. Hah, I stumped him.
" Listen," I say turning to face him, " I don't want anything to do with you. You just flirted with me last night before you even knew me. Who do you think I am?" I leaned back in my chair getting really frustrated.
" You are Julianna Lee Parker, daughter of Martha Grace Parker, and Tom Samuel Parker. You have been going here for two years, and are amazing at drawing, singing, dancing, and acting. That is who I think you are." Holy shit. How the fuck does he know all that? Claire. Oh well. He still is not my type.
" Okay, fine. You have more knowledge of me than I thought, but that still does not make it right for you to flirt with me! " I whisper-scream at him.
For the rest of the class period, I sit there in silence. I can feel him watching me, but I don't look up. I quietly exit the room at the end of the class. Chemistry is going to be torture this year.
* 3 hours later*
I made my way out of History, and down the crowded hallway, out the door, and to the dorm building.
I stroll down the hallways until I get to the elevator. I was about to press the up button, when somebody steps in.
" Up please. Floor 3." He said. Hey. I think I recognize that velvety voice. NO. It can't be. It is. It was Harry. He lives on the same floor as I do? Great. I try not to talk or look at him for the ride up. As soon as the doors open, I rush out and skip down the hall. Does anyone else feel like h is stalking me?
* Lunchtime*
Me and my group of girls made our way across campus to the cute little cafe called Cafe de L'amour. It is so cute! And they have they best cappuccinos in the west side of the state. We sat down at a booth along the wall to the right. Rachel gets up to order our lunch, and we start to talk about our day. Claire starts to question me about Harry.
" How convenient is it that the one class we have together, is CHEMISTRY of all things!" Claire said. I just sat there sipping the cappuccino keeping my hands warm. Claire and the others wouldn't stop teasing me about it. The bell above the door jangled. Claire looked up and started giggling but, being in the mood I was in, I didn't bother asking why. The group of boys who entered, sat down in the booth behind me. A velvety voice started talking. I turn around abruptly to that head of curly hair.
" Are you following me or something?!" I half shout to the back of his head. He turns around, smirks, then turns back around. Urggggh!!! He annoys me so much!
Oh shit. Only five more minutes until my first class of the new quarter. Crap, Crap, Crap, Crap…. Oh well. Luckily Claire and I have the same class first period this quarter so we can be fashionably late together. But what would mom say? Oh no. Better hurry up.
I picked my pace a little bit, but still made it look casual. A girl doesn't have to look frantic when in a rush. I made my way down the nearly empty hallways, and arrived at the door to Mr. Clyde's Chemistry class with a minute to spare.
I grabbed the handle to the door, and pulled it open. The calm chatter that filled the room came t a pause as Claire and I stepped in. Being "Queen Bee" had it perks. So did having a famous mom. I looked around the room at all the seats. Being the beginning of the quarter, we got to pick our seats for the first week, but since we were late… we got last pick. The only two open seats were next to my ex-boyfriend, Matt, and…. Harry. Of course. No matter which one I chose, they were both next to him. One was in between Matt and Harry, the other one on the other side of Harry. Thank god Matt and Claire were now best friends, I couldn't stand to sit next to him, even if it was only for a week. I slowly sat down next to Harry. Not making eye contact. I guess I was going to be Harry's lab partner for the rest of the quarter.
Mr. Clyde started to lecture us about what we were going to be learning about and doing in chemistry. I tried to listen, but Harry leaned over and whispered into my ear, " Hey, I'm sorry about last night. A girl like you shouldn't be treated that way."
" Damn right they shouldn't." I replied, trying not to meet his gaze.
" Hey, don't be that way, I was a little drunk. I couldn't help it." He said back trying to fool me with his eyes. Those beautiful green eyes that show all of is emotion. Trying to tell me that he is telling the truth. But I am too good for that. I stare down at my clothes and reply,
" How stupid do you think I am? If you were drunk, how do you remember what happened?" Nice one Juls. That was a good comeback. He opened his mouth, then closed it again. Hah, I stumped him.
" Listen," I say turning to face him, " I don't want anything to do with you. You just flirted with me last night before you even knew me. Who do you think I am?" I leaned back in my chair getting really frustrated.
" You are Julianna Lee Parker, daughter of Martha Grace Parker, and Tom Samuel Parker. You have been going here for two years, and are amazing at drawing, singing, dancing, and acting. That is who I think you are." Holy shit. How the fuck does he know all that? Claire. Oh well. He still is not my type.
" Okay, fine. You have more knowledge of me than I thought, but that still does not make it right for you to flirt with me! " I whisper-scream at him.
For the rest of the class period, I sit there in silence. I can feel him watching me, but I don't look up. I quietly exit the room at the end of the class. Chemistry is going to be torture this year.
* 3 hours later*
I made my way out of History, and down the crowded hallway, out the door, and to the dorm building.
I stroll down the hallways until I get to the elevator. I was about to press the up button, when somebody steps in.
" Up please. Floor 3." He said. Hey. I think I recognize that velvety voice. NO. It can't be. It is. It was Harry. He lives on the same floor as I do? Great. I try not to talk or look at him for the ride up. As soon as the doors open, I rush out and skip down the hall. Does anyone else feel like h is stalking me?
* Lunchtime*
Me and my group of girls made our way across campus to the cute little cafe called Cafe de L'amour. It is so cute! And they have they best cappuccinos in the west side of the state. We sat down at a booth along the wall to the right. Rachel gets up to order our lunch, and we start to talk about our day. Claire starts to question me about Harry.
" How convenient is it that the one class we have together, is CHEMISTRY of all things!" Claire said. I just sat there sipping the cappuccino keeping my hands warm. Claire and the others wouldn't stop teasing me about it. The bell above the door jangled. Claire looked up and started giggling but, being in the mood I was in, I didn't bother asking why. The group of boys who entered, sat down in the booth behind me. A velvety voice started talking. I turn around abruptly to that head of curly hair.
" Are you following me or something?!" I half shout to the back of his head. He turns around, smirks, then turns back around. Urggggh!!! He annoys me so much!
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