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Walking through the schools' hallway seems like one of the hardest things I've ever had to do. I weaved passed the kids and stepped through a few different hallways. Then I saw him. Xavier was standing at his locker, a few of his buddies were hanging out all around him, and they were laughing about some unknown thing. Did I want to know? Probably not.
Xavier looks my way and smiles, waving me over to his group. I can see the looks on his friends faces, the look saying that it's time for them to make their escape before he notices. His friends, one by one, escapes before I make it to Xavier. He grabs me in a hug and kisses me gently on the lips.
"What's wrong?" He asks as a tear slips from my face.
"I...I have to leave." I whimper.
He backs up from me and puts his hands on my shoulders. "What...No..You can't!"
There was silence between us and then, "How long?" He asks.
Xavier grabs me in for another hug, as tears escape my eyes. "It's alright. We can figure out what to do. It will all be okay." He says comforting, petting my hair.
The bell then sounds the five minute bell and I look up to Xavier. "I...I have to go to class."
Xavier shakes his head and laughs. "I can't believe this. You tell me your leaving and then you can't wait to get to class."
I laugh with him, standing up on my tip toes, I kiss his soft lips. "I'll see you later."
Xavier nods and then turns to go the other way. I start toward my locker when I bump into someone, sending papers flying.
"Oh my world!" I say. "I am so, so sorry." I bend down and begin to pick up the papers, most of them drawings, of a girl. That can't be. It's me. I look up at the strange kid who looks down at me with those deep blue eyes of his.
"It's fine." He say's, grabbing the papers from my eyes. He then extends his hand out to me, "Hi, I'm Jake. Jake Thorne."
I smile and reach out to shake his hand. "It's nice to meet you Jake, I'm Bethany Church."
Jake nods and then reconsiders, "Um, could you possibly help me? I'm looking for my English class, but I have no idea where it is?" He says and hands his schedule to me.
I glance at it and smile, "I have that class too. I can walk with you there if you want, but I have to get my stuff."
He smiles, "Thank you."
"No problem, you knew here?"
"Yea," Jake says. "Moved here from Britain."
I smile and begin to walk to my locker, Jake following behind me. The bell sounds the start of class and I hurry to my locker, and then show Jake to our class.