Ch. 3 The Suspicion

I wake up with a slight headache.

To my left is the director and my homeroom teacher.

To my right is Siah Effulf, who is stroking my arm.

That first of all startles me, and then makes me mad 😤.

'After all these years of ignoring me, you can't just stroke my arm like this! ' I think as I pull away from him.

'Now that I see him up close, he's gotten older, and cuter... AHHH! WHAT ARE YOU DOING LULU?! GET AHOLD OF YOURSELF! YOU'RE SUPPOSED TO HATE THIS CUTE, GeNtLe, Kind, sweet boy... 😍🤤

NOO! STOP IT! HE IGNORED YOU FOR 5 YEARS!! ' I think as the doctor tells me how I got to the infirmary (in which I pay no attention to whatsoever).

I said, "All I remember is looking from Siah's face to my right and then everything went pitch black."

The doctor says, "You got a big bruise on your forehead, but other than that you're fine.

"And by the way, ya wanna know who saved you from falling off the bleachers? "

"Who?" I asked.

"Him."

He pointed at Siah, who smiled in a michevious and gentle way.

That's when I suspected that he did something.

'Did he drop me a couple times just for fun on the way to the infirmary?? ' I thought for a moment.

We headed back the dorm, and by "we" , I mean me and Siah 😒.

The awkward level of silence was over 9,000.

We got back and that's when I met the rest of my roommates.