Two hours later I was already screamed at the principal and my parents. My mother was still yelling at me, while my father sat in the kitchen in stony silence. And of course I would see my little brother sneak a peek down the hallway and silently laugh at me.
I rolled my eyes wishing I hadn't gotten caught, but I did. And I was so embarrassed that I wished that a black hole would suddenly appear below me and swallow me whole. Thinking of sucking, Sylar or whatever his name is, sucked on my lips, my neck . . . I gasped, and stopped my hand that was currently trying to make a grab at my neck. Oh, Thank God that I wore my black turtleneck today. Otherwise I would have been stinking with humiliation.
"Furthermore, what made you think you had a right to go swim in a closed pool after school today?" My mother demanded.
This is so what I didn't want when I had gotten home today. But oh well, I just had to grin and bear it. Every day I get my ass chewed out for something. But this something would never go to rest, and I knew it.
"I don't know." A bland reply, but if I told her the truth she would just have a field day with it. And will I tell anybody about Sylar? Never! They just wouldn't understand, but then again I didn't understand.
"'I don't know.' One of your famous sayings! What are you going to do about College? This is your last year of high school and you screwed it up by going skinny dipping in the school's pool? Once again, 'Nice Job!' You couldn't screw up your life any better." She paused to look at my father and the said, "Go to your room. I don't want to talk to you anymore, let alone see you!" She seethed.
I got up and complied by going into my room like she told me to. Glowering, wishing that I hadn't got caught. It was all Sylar's fault. If he wasn't there I would have been out of there in time. I growled just thinking of it.
I stripped off my turtleneck and checked to make sure there were no hickeys. But of course to my luck, there were two. One was where my shoulder met my neck and the other was on the left breast, next to my nipple. That one would be gone in a few days, but the other would stay for awhile since it was part bruise since he bit me so hard. But I don't mind, it did give me an orgasm.
I smiled despite myself, and then put my mind in check. I got ready for bed since I wasn't going anywhere any time soon.
Thursday
"Hey Casey, nice hickey!" Sam called out to me, snickering to himself.
I turned around and gave him the finger and poked my tongue out. I held my trig and street law book in one arm and walked down to my locker in C-hall to drop my books off. I opened my locker to dump my books inside when Christina came up and leaned on the other lockers to stare at me. More like staring at my hickey.
"So what happened?" She asked, hearing the rumors most likely.
"A long story." I mumbled and started to head to my next class.
"I got time." She offered and followed close to me.
I groaned and nearly gave. "So I almost had a one night stand!" And then I dragged my feet some more. I wanted this day to be over already, but it had just barely begun.
"What!?!" She stopped in shock for a second, and then quickly caught up with me. "To who?" She demanded.
"That's the thing. The lights were off and I couldn't see who!" I nearly growled. "But he said his name was Sylar, but like I believe that for a second!"
"Why?"
"Because I already looked through the yearbooks! And nobody and I mean nobody is named Sylar! And he said that he came to this school!" I was still upset over the fact but like I could change that.
"You like him!" She whispered.
"I do not!" I said to quickly.
"What if it's his middle name?" She grinned mischievously.
I bit my lip. It was a good possibility. "Well how the hell am I going to find him? Ask every boy their middle name is Sylar?" I blasted. I needed a swim, but I shot that idea down instantly. I didn't want to be embarrassed from my head to my toes, or have what happened to me again. I frowned at my thoughts.
"Sorry, just trying." She grumbled beside me. She clutched at her books to her chest like the book worm she was. Her reddish brown hair was swept away from her face from a scrunchie hair tie. Her chocolate eyes had a bleak light inside and I immediately felt sorry.
I sighed, and said, "No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have blasted you like that. It's just that I'm really under stress lately, and Ughhh!" The pain was coming back inside my head because I was thinking too much of my problems, and it just pissed me off more.
"It's okay. Friends?" She stopped and turned to me with her hand extended. I took her hand that she offered and shook.
"Friends!" I agreed. "Hey maybe you can come over my place today and we can do something. I can't go anywhere for awhile, since I'm grounded." I frowned at that but looked at her hopefully.
"I don't know. We'll see. But hey this is my stop. So I'll talk to you later?"
"Yeah later." I said as I already knew the answer. She wouldn't be able to come over tonight. But then the thoughts of Sylar came sneaking back into my brain. I went to my next class English up ahead and tried to think of something else entirely, but of course it didn't work. I'd catch myself doodling his name and mine together, and I'd stop myself until I caught myself again.
At one point after class, I heard his voice around me, so I turned to look to see him but I wasn't sure who it was I was looking for. But then his voice and breath warmed my ear when he whispered, "What's a matter Casey? Distracted?" And then that damn bad boy chuckle followed. I whirled around swiftly but I only saw students exiting and entering classrooms, and students going down the hall.
"Damn you Sylar!" I ground out through my teeth. It was going to be a long day.
Friday
