I text my friends to pre warn them I'm driving in with Nathan this morning and wish I hadn't as I'm inundated with questions all the way to school, which don't stop even when I tell them I'll explain when I get there.
Shane, Luke and Gemma hop out of the back and run off to meet their own friends and Nathan grabs my hand, walking with me towards where my friends are standing.
"I'll see you later." He whispers, kissing me on the cheek and squeezing my hand, and then he's heading away from me, over to where his own friends are.
"Classroom." Italia pulls me along behind her to our empty tutor room, Millie closing the door behind us and then they're all standing there, waiting expectantly for me to tell them what's going on.
"Uh… So Nathan and I are kind of seeing eac
The fact that someone has sent Leanna flowers is obviously bothering her more than it is me because she can't stop looking at the card, even once we get into her room."You could ring the florist?" I suggest, the fifth time she picks it up. "Ask them if they've got a record of who sent them?"She got her phone out immediately and googled the place on the card, clicking to call and then sighing, pressing the speakerphone to let me hear the answerphone message."Uh… hi, my name's Leanna Woodson, I had some flowers delivered today from yourselves and I wondered if someone could give me a call back please." She hangs up after giving them her mobile number."Hey, relax, it's flowers not a horse's head in your bed." I hug her, pulling her to lay down on her bed.
My run cleared my head and gave me a new perspective on the situation.So what if someone's sent me flowers, they're flowers, what are they going to do to me? I'm not allergic or anything, so they're going to look pretty while they slowly die in the vase on my windowsill.Well, doesn't that just sound like life in general? No wonder Kim is intent on experiencing everything she can!So I'm over the flower thing, it's done, the picture message someone sent Nathan though, is harder to feel relaxed about. He's got it in his head that someone's trying to split us up and is trying to narrow down the suspects when to me it's fairly obvious.Georgie. She's got a history of doing bizarre things when she likes someone, she's alrea
Leanna wants to forget about the flowers and the text, and after her very convincing argument last night, I agreed to do whatever she wanted me to.We slept wrapped up in one another and as soon as the memory of last night filtered into my brain, I was ready and desperate to take her again.I'm patient, so very patient, waiting until she wakes up before I start kissing her. She responds immediately, rolling onto her back and letting me settle between her legs. I slip beneath the blanket, licking and teasing her the way I planned to do last night, before the night took a different turn."Now, Nathan, I need you now." She tugs on my arms, I roll on a condom and slide easily inside her."Good morning." She giggles when I collapse on top of her.
My parents were furious when we got home and showed them what was going on, my dad rang the school and insisted on a meeting that evening. Both they and Nathan's parents went in and came back more enraged."They say they'll get the graffiti removed and do an assembly on bullying and it's consequences. As if that's going to solve the problem." My dad paces back and forth in the living room. My mum holds me close to her, hugging me, as if just her arms could protect me from everything.My friends have come around and are sitting in the living room with us, even Kim's friends have said they'll talk to people and see what they can find out.While his dad speaks to the police, Nathan has his notepad of names in front of him, staring at it and barely moving."The officer sugge
This week has been stressful with the stupid boyfriend poll randomly popping up everywhere. Goodness knows what they're judging it on because somehow Max is in the lead and even Jack has got some points even though he's back at university, whereas in trailing in the back with only a single mark. Not that I'm really looking into it at all, but it's annoying to know they're trying to make out like someone else would be better for Leanna than I am. Anyway, because we've had a hard week and Kim's throwing her party tonight, today I'm making Leanna skip school and taking her ice skating instead. I've cleared it with both sets of parents and they're ok with it under the circumstances. It feels nice to be away from the drama of everything and actually act like a proper couple, a bit like when we were on holiday, we can just be us. We used to come a lot when we were kids, racing each other around as fast as we could or dancing during the weekend disco's but I haven't been since we stopped
We were at the police station for ages last night, Nathan's dad is furious, my parents are too, but he's not hiding it and is directing it at police, who in his words "have let us down and could have allowed us to be seriously injured or worse if his son was driving like a regular teenage boy and not being careful because his girlfriend was in the car." After we eventually leave the police station, Max insists on coming back with us and checking over the rest of our cars, just in case they'd been tampered with too. Jake stands over him like a terrifying and silent guard, making sure he checks Kim's thoroughly, before taking it for a test drive around the block, just to be sure. Jake's brothers however around making everyone feel nervous while they wait for him to come back, and then they disappear down to the road with him, talking in hushed tones before the
"I can't find my phone." Leanna grumbles, tearing the pillows and quilt from her bed and then chucking them back on and dropping down to look underneath it. "I haven't seen it since last night at the cinema and then you distracted me with kisses and things, so I forgot until this morning.""Maybe you left it there? We can pop in on the way back from the beach? They should be open by then." She nods, leaving her bedding in a heap on the bed and pulling her trainers on.Leanna and I have been jogging along the beach every morning the last three weeks, the sun beating down on our backs and it's how it should have always been.Three weeks of complete uninterrupted bliss, there's been no texts since the night her car brakes were tampered with, the boyfriend pole seems to have been forgotten and although I was worried dur
I can barely contain my laughter as I head upstairs in Max's house to look for a room. I've never been this brazen, but I've been texting him all evening and I can't wait until the end of the night to have him. People do this sort of thing all the time, but having sex with my boyfriend in a houseful of people is a completely new experience for me and it's giving me a little thrill. I find the spare bedroom and listen carefully at the door to make sure no one's inside, slipping inside I do the same. Making sure to turn the lights as per Nathan's request and plunging myself into darkness. I've worn a dress for this exact purpose and I slip off my underwear, storing it in my bag before sending him a message to tell him where I am. Nathan: Kneel on the bed, I want to see yo
The pains start around 3am. I was in a lovely deep sleep when I was woken to cramps starting low in my back, reminiscent of the terrible food poisoning incident in Venice nine months ago that seems to be the cause of this particular incident. My own lack of education meant I didn't think twice about jumping on Nathan the second I felt better, not realising my contraceptive pill wouldn't be effective during a nearly week long episode of sickness and diarrhoea. We found out about a month after the wedding, two days after moving into our first home together. We'd both taken jobs instead of going to university. Nathan with an accountancy firm and myself at a legal firm, both of us signing contracts which meant they would train us and we would study from home, so while we could only afford to rent a house at the momen
The last few months at school were relatively relaxed, as much as they can be when you're taking exams that affect your future, but in comparison to what we'd been through the previous month's, I'd happily take the exams over and over again.Corrine was right when she said the police could do nothing about what she did, there was nothing illegal done, immoral definitely, but nothing they could charge her with. For the first week she strutted around, casting smug looks at us whenever she saw us and somehow managing to befriend Sally Matthews, so she had people to hang out with.That rapidly changed when Kim and her friends told everyone what she did, the gossip was rampant and although the other kids didn't approve of what she did to Leanna and I, it was the belief that she caused Max to go off the rails that really got her ostracised socially.
I'm not pregnant! It seems I never was. I've taken ten different tests. One from each brand in the shop, just to be sure. There wasn't even a hint of a positive on any of them. I've got mixed feelings. My sister, Jake, Shane and Luke all cheered with each negative result and I'm obviously relieved. There's no way I'm ready to have a baby, but I don't understand why Corrine would do this to me. She's meant to be my friend, Nathan's noticeably quiet, but he gives me a quick smile every time he realises I'm looking at him. I can't work out what he's thinking. After breakfast with the parents, we suggested rather strongly, that they go out for the day together, promising to clean up while they're out and it didn't take long before my dad was dragging my mum out to the car.
While Leanna is sorting things out with her friends, I'm catching up on homework. It feels too normal. With everything that's gone on recently, sitting here trying to figure out maths problems is quite nice. I never ever thought I would say something like that! After that, I lie back on my bed and watch a film, waiting for Leanna to let me know they've gone so I can go over and see her. This is the longest we've been apart since Max took her nearly a month ago and I can feel myself getting twitchy with the urge to check on her. Telling myself it's all fine, I wander downstairs to make a drink and a sandwich. I'm not really hungry, but at least it'll keep me occupied and I take it upstairs to eat while I finish the film. A knock on the door has me jumping out of bed and running downstairs, Corrine's standing there
I feel ridiculous with how nervous I am waiting for Corrine to come over. I haven't spoken to her for three days and she's ignored all my messages. Finally she sent a brief text this morning to say she'd come over this afternoon. Millie and Italia are already here talking about some show they both watched last night. Pretty sure they're trying to distract me, but I feel like my entire focus is downstairs, waiting for her to arrive. There's got to be a reasonable explanation for why she tried to make out like she and Nathan had a thing, right? Millie has reassured me repeatedly that it was the briefest of kisses and that Nathan was not involved at all, I think she thinks that I'm doubting him, which I guess I should a bit. I think I should be upset that Corrine kissed him too but I'm more concerned why one of my oldest and closest friends is behaving so oddly.
The news came early last week that Max has been transferred to a psychiatric unit for assessment, apparently he's still under the illusion that he and Leanna have something and I'm the one standing in the way of that. They're not sure who's most at risk from him; Leanna, me or himself.Leanna feels guilty, like she somehow did something to encourage him or send him over the edge. She keeps asking if I think she was too flirtatious with him, regretting the times she was a bit overzealous in her appreciation of something he did. I keep telling her she's like it with everyone, that she tells everyone she loves them, she told my sister that on our last holiday because my sister hid her a piece of the chocolate cake from being devoured by Luke and Shane.It's just her way, it always has been. I'm fairly sure her friends are the same. Italia and Corrine both to
It's been two weeks since Max took me to that cottage. Two weeks of people tiptoeing around me, treating me like I'm made of glass and trying not to upset me.My parents are being super protective and I understand that, they want to know where I am all the time and I'm having to text them every hour just to reassure them I'm ok, even Kim's finding reasons to be around me all the time and Nathan hasn't touched me more than a cuddle since I got back. I know he wants to, but whenever we even get close to starting something, he backs off, asking me if I'm ok and apologising for pushing me too far, too soon.It doesn't matter how often I tell everyone I'm fine, they think I'm just trying to put a brave face on, but I really am fine. I agreed to see a counsellor that the police recommended, but it all feels like a lot of fuss over nothing.
My parents are furious with me, Leanna's parents were furious with me, I'm pretty sure if I hadn't brought Leanna home after nearly three full days of not knowing where the hell she was, I'd have been being grounded, lectured and they'd be thinking up new punishments for me for weeks. All because I went off to rescue Leanna without taking them or even telling them where we were going, not directly anyway and I hadn't stopped long enough to actually tell Millie where we were heading so they could even follow us. They had to wait at home, helplessly, praying that we would all be ok.My only other saving grace is that I at least called the police and let them know where we were heading and what we anticipated on arrival. Jake saw the trouble I was in, so thankfully didn't mention it was him that called them, it hadn't even crossed my mind, I was too focused on getting to Leanna.
Max's arm is around me, tracing circles on my shoulder, his other hand gripping mine tightly and holding it in his lap. I can feel his erection through his trousers and I'm fairly sure he's holding my hand over it on purpose, almost as if to let me know how much he wants me tonight.My heart's hammering wildly in my chest and I have no idea what time it is, or how long the film's been going on for, but it feels like it should be finishing soon and I'm yet to come up with a plan to avoid having sex with him.About halfway through, he nudged my head so it was resting on his shoulder, so I pretended to fall asleep and I'm resting all my hope on the idea that he won't try to wake me tonight. But that plan is flimsy at best."Baby, wake up, the film's finished." He rubs his thumb over my cheek affectionately and I force