Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 101
“They were so itchy; they had to forfeit the game and
somebody ended up saying that I did it, that I
planted the itching powder for revenge. Of course
this was just an accusation, but then the person who
saw me came forward with this piece of information
and before you know it; the majority of the school
was shunning me. I made the football team lose their
place at the state championships all because of a
“That’s why you sat alone outside?” he asked me and
I shook my head.
“It was partially the reason, but it was also because
everyone inside is an idiot; or most of them, at least,”
I explained and Jonah sighed. I was staring at the
rug, void of emotion.
“That kid was a jerk,” I nodded my head at his
statement. “If I would’ve been there, I would’ve
beaten him up.”
I turned to look at him before I laughed. “Seriously, I
would’ve. I would’ve beaten him up just like I beat
your character up,” he joked.
I went to punch his shoulder playfully but he caught
it in his hand, wrapping his fingers around my fist.
“You didn’t deserve that, Savannah. What he did was
wrong and cruel. You’re better than him. Any guy is
lucky to have you.”
I stared at him, shocked at his words. Did he really
mean that? If any guy is lucky to have me, is he a
part of that group? He’s a guy, right? As far as I
know. So he qualifies, right? I was pulled away by
the sound of my phone ringing.
I answered it quickly, my face blushing. I seemed to
blush a lot around Jonah now. “Mom wants you
home,” Jer stated in a sing-song voice.
I went to speak but my voice cracked. Jonah let out
an unattractive (but still very attractive snort) “What I
meant to say was: I will be home in about an hour.”
“Whatever,” Jeremiah replied before hanging up the
I turned to Jonah. “Well, I have to go,” I explained,
standing up. He stood up beside me, grabbing my
bag and walking with me down the stairs silently.
After saying bye to Diane and Gregory, Jonah walked
me to my car. I turned to him. “Thanks.”
“For what?” he asked me, shivering slightly.
I shrugged, staring at him. “For listening.”
He stared at me before suddenly wrapping his arms
around me tightly. It took me by surprise but I too
wrapped my arms around him; I felt his shivering
stop as I held him for a moment. It felt good to be
able to tell someone about Arthur without them
saying that what I did was wrong or something
along those lines. He didn’t push me to tell him
sooner and I appreciate that. I really do.