When Distress Meets Distress - S01 E35

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When Distress Meets Distress - S01 E35

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 35

The angel decided to kick me in the face because

Waverly started making her way down the hallway

to my left. The angel proceeded to kick me while I

was down because Shaw just so happened to turn

down the hallway, right behind Jonah and he was

gaining speed. Before I could make a decision, the

people behind me were urging to get to class and

they pushed me straight into Jonah’s path.

I stumbled slightly before regaining my balance. I let

out a frustrated sigh before turning to see Jonah who

had an eyebrow quirked upwards. I waved my hand

slightly as I pasted a smile on my face. “Hi.”

“Not the usual ‘what?’” Jonah asked as I peeked

beyond his shoulder. Shaw was gaining on us. I

discreetly turned and looked back at Jonah. He was

smirking.

“No, I’m trying to be a nicer person,” I stated,

glancing over his shoulder again. I casually glanced

behind me to see Waverly chatting with a blonde. I

decided to just cut to the chase. “Anyway, do you

want to walk to class together?”

This surprised Jonah and he shrugged. “Sure, why

not?”

We walked in silence for a moment and after we

passed Waverly, whose back was turned as she

continued talking to the blonde girl. “I’m sorry…”

He looked confused for a moment. “Why?”

“I said a lot of mean things that I didn’t mean and I

feel really bad about it,” I apologized.

“If you didn’t mean them, then why did you say

them?” he asked.

“After spending a year with only talking to teachers,

the occasional student, my family and Mere- it’s

weird having a boy come up to you at a library that

you rarely go to and just talk to you; although it

wasn’t much of a conversation. It was even weirder

seeing him at school and realizing that he’s a totally

different person, or hopefully, than you assumed,” I

shrugged.

“Is it that hard to believe that I wanted to be your

friend?” he asked.

“I assumed you had bad intentions,” I frowned. He

furrowed his eyebrows. As we continued walking, I

glanced over his shoulders and saw that we lost

Shaw in the crowd of people walking from class to

class.

“Intentions like I wanted to play you? I mean, I know

I’m hot and all but I’m not like that,” he smirked. I

rolled my eyes. “I’m more of a bad boy.”

“Actually, I thought you might’ve been a visiting

friend of a student here that I may have angered and

you were going to embarrass me or something,” I

bit my lip.

“Embarrass you? How would I do that if I was a

visiting friend?” he asked and I shrugged, staring at

the floor. Because if you would’ve charmed me and

then laughed in my face; that’d be pretty

embarrassing.

“I’m not sure.” I lied. “So are we on good terms?”

“Sure,” he nodded. “So, what I’m gathering from this

is that you missed me.”

I stared at him for a minute. His smirk widened. “You

missed me, didn’t you?” he asked.

“Sure, call it what you want,” I shrugged. His smirk

formed into a grin as he stared down at me.

“You missed me,” his voice was accusing and

amused at the same time.

We entered the classroom and people’s eyes were

glued to us. He didn’t realize it, though. I did, well,

because I felt the familiar feeling of eyes on me and

when I looked up, people were staring at us with

curious and questioning eyes.