chapter 7

Anabella's POV

" Ethan Brown and Anabella Anderson, please report to the principal's office immediately"

A voice from the intercom came.

Most likely the principal wants to know why we 'skipped' the first class.

For the first few seconds we just stared at nothing in particular, dazed

"We need a plan" he said looking determined.

I gave him the look of ' which is?'

"What?" He asked looking confused.

"What's the plan" I asked.

" I pointed out that we needed a plan, and you expect me to also come up with the plan? " He stated incredulously

I raised one of my eyebrows in question.

" You expect too much from me, think of something, come on, you got us into this trouble" he stated tapping his shoes in rapid successions.

"Uh........"

That's it!. I can pretend to be I'll and get sent to the nurse's office, I'll have to find a way to steal the medical supplies to treat my opening injury from there, that shouldn't be too much of a hassle. I'm sure it wouldn't be too hard to fake the pain.

I looked up at Ethan looking at me expectantly.

Hmm.. so where does he fit into this plan.

Aha!.

"I have an idea"

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I stand behind Ethan as he knocks on the door.

"Come in" a feminine voice replied from inside.

" This is ridiculous" Ethan muttered under his breath "just my second day, and I'm meeting the principal"

He opens the door and slowly walks in with me at his tail. Limping.

Why me?... Let's just say I've been here more times than I can count.

Okay... Maybe I'm exaggerating a bit. Just..... Like six or seven times.

"Good morning Miss Smith" Ethan greeted while I groaned and limped exaggeratedly.

" Good morning" she answered focusing on me. " Is something the matter Miss Anderson?"

" Yes ma'am" I answered meekly " and it has something to do with why Ethan and I are late"

"Oh really" she answered crossing her fingers and legs, "do tell"

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"..... And I was in such a hurry that when I was going past the corner that I sprained my ankle really bad. And I barely made any progress, you know it is really hard to walk with a sprained ankle" I narrated

" And that's when I came by and being the..." He paused and cleared his throat and swallowed ".. gentleman that I am offered to help her, and you know with the rain it was really difficult to get here with one hand bearing an umbrella, and the other helping, injured Anabella here" he ended his tale gesturing to me.

"So you are telling me that you" she said gesturing to me " lost your umbrella, and", gesturing to Ethan "Your car broke down, so you had to walk?" She asked looking at both of us

We nodded our heads slowly.

Please God,. Let her buy it"

" I see...." She nods. "Well that's quite unfortunate, how is your ankle miss Anderson"

"It still hurts a lot ma'am" I say feigning a pained expression, which believe me, isn't so hard

"You don't say, maybe you should have nurse Lily have a look at it"

Yes! Nailed it.

"That would be really nice Miss Smith thank you" I reply fighting hard to keep in my smile of victory.

"Okay. Mr Brown, assist her will you" Miss Smith says glancing at Ethan.

"Yes ma'am, we will be leaving now" Ethan says standing up and helping me up.

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"Woah, it worked, you are so devious... But let's not give you too much credit, my very attractive face also had something to do with it" Ethan says pushing his hair back with a sleek movement.

I ignore him.

"But come to think of it, it was a half truth, I mean you did sprain your ankle"

Yeah, that or.. I just pulled of a double lie. Damn I'm getting good at this.

"You go ahead to class, I'll go 'see the nurse' I say, ignoring the previous conversation.

He looks at me, he doesn't seem to understand what I'm talking about, but decides to go with it anyway as he nods and walks away.

Okay.

Time for operation steal the medical supplies.

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I slowly open the nurse's office... Great she's not in.....

I start checking all the cabinets, aspirin.... Cotton wool.... I take some cotton wool, I climb a table to check the top shelf, it was a slow climb considering my predicament when I'm finally up, .... Bandages!

"What are you doing here" a voice comes

I almost fall off the desk in my startled state. I turn to see nurse Lily looking at me, she doesn't seem angry.

Time to test waters.

"Uh, hello Nurse Lily"

She raises an eyebrow in question.

"Ummmm... You see a friend of mine..... Cut her... Wrists, but she claims she's okay even though she is bleeding seriously, so I came to ask you if I can get some bandages and disinfectants....." I say with a nervous smile at the end of the sentence.

She looks at me with narrowed eyes.

Something tells me she doesn't buy it, but the same time, she doesn't seem to care.

"That's a lot of make-up" she says

I try and most likely unsuccessfully try to hide my blush

She hands them to me, and tells me to get to class..

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I come out of the ladies room, with my injuries disinfected and freshly bandaged, I rush to class as I shove the blood soaked bandage into a corner of my bag.

I was able to dress my wound under ten minutes, they say practice makes perfect.

I reach my Biology class, only to find out that it has already ended.

Bummer...

What do I do now... I don't think I know anyone in my Biology class enough to ask for their notes.

"Anabella are you just coming?, What took you so long" a voice came from behind...

Except Ethan!.

"Yeah, about that... I was kinda, somehow otherwise occupied"I say turning to a very confused Ethan, who raised an eyebrow at my antics but otherwise remained silent.

"So...." I continue, this is getting really awkward, so I continue, "what'd I miss"

"A lot of work, notes and assignments, apparently, yesterdays assignments and those of today are both due tomorrow.

At that, I had to prevent my jaw from dropping open. I didn't have any opportunity to even start Yesterdays assignments.

"I could bring the notes over to your house once I'm done" He says looking at his ringing phone, yet ignoring it.

No.... No no, bad idea.

"I don't think that's..." I'm interrupted as his phone rings again, loudly might I add. He groans as he looks at the identity of the contact... Then he turns to me

"Sorry, I gotta go my mum wants me home, bye, I'll see you in the evening" he says pushing past me, turning back to raise the two-finger salute.

What have I gotten my self into.

"Your death, that's what"

My overly smart sub conscious reassures me.

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After my shift at the bakery I work at, I hurry to the grocery store to get ingredients for dinner. He'll be back in half an hour, I have to make it in time.

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Once I'm done making dinner and storing it in a flask, after taking some for myself, I let out a self satisfied sigh.

I rush upstairs, he'll be back any minute now, and I do not want to be here when he gets back.

I'm only half way up the stairs when a here a knock on the door.

Who could that be.... James doesn't knock, he just walks in wolf down a considerable amount of food, gets drunk passes out or in some other cases...

It takes another knock and a few seconds for the coin to drop.

"Sorry, I gotta go my mum wants me home, bye, I'll see you in the evening"

Ethan!

For a moment, I consider ignoring him, maybe he'll go away.....

But on second thought, I really need good grades, and this assignment does take a considerable amount of my final biology grade...

I carefully weigh the pros and cons.

Collecting the note shouldn't take long, hopefully fate will play fair this time and Ethan will leave before he gets back...

The knocks getting more persistent as I walk to the front door...

I open the door door revealing Ethan raising his balled fists to knock again before his gaze falls on me.

"Finally, I was thinking I would have sleep here" he says with his infamous eyeroll and rectangular grin.

I have no time to take note of his facial features as I quickly invite him in.

"Hi is your dad home" he says standing in the middle of the room looking around as I shut the front door.

It's not really your model seating room, just two worn out leather couches, just behind is the kitchen and dinning.

"No" I answer walking to him...

He sighs in relief,

That makes to of us," so we're are the notes and assignments"

"Right here your highness" he says in an overly fake British accent, handing me the notes and assignments with an exaggerated bow at the end to top it all

I raise an eyebrow at his silliness, while he chuckled under his breath then grins.

Right then fate decides it's time to strike.

The front door opens and reveals yours truly.