The Girl He Promised To Protect

Mouse Tailing On the Cat

Day 2 of tracking Naomi and Harry's mission.

Gosh... I let out a long sigh of boredom.

Why on earth does Samuel have to put me on them? They are only future scholars; studies have piqued their interest.

I am aware that I have developed a new habit of biting my nails recently. Gross! This is a bad omen. What is next? Even now, Naomi still refuses to talk to me; she would rather spend her time alone.

I pity myself, oh,

I closed my notebook in frustration at having the whole class turn to me. A moment of silence followed, then they returned to their desks, leaving me in an awkward situation.

Samuel made a hand signal asking what was wrong with me, but I just waved my hands, acknowledging that there was nothing to worry about.

Looking at the wall clocks, which show five more minutes until 4:30 p.m., our free time for club activities will start soon. Naomi was in art and Harry was in chess, so there were two long distances to cover.

I decided to follow Naomi, who knew I might solve the problem of keeping her from isolating herself from me. Since she had gone to the washroom, I leaned against the wall, drifting into my empty mind.

The vibration of my cell phone pulled me back to reality. Swiping across the screen, I lazily accepted the call, "Yes, Sam."

"No teacher today, don't bother to return to class."

"Oh, that's great." Seriously, I don't understand why I'm stalking Naomi in the washroom. "Do you have anything more adventurous than this?" I mumbled, almost whispering.

Samuel chuckled from the other side. Hah! How dare he laugh at me?

"See you around there, let's get home earlier today," he suggested.

"Alright, whatever. See you later," I said, ending the call right away.

I peeked out, yet I didn't see a trace of Naomi. Have I lost her? Striding to the washroom to check on her, I was only welcomed by Sunni and her two comrades, who were making Naomi's way out.

They are the school bullies that I despise. Damn, had they eaten too much of their lunch so that they decided to confront Naomi? They know Naomi is someone out of their league, and they are purposely trying to get her into trouble with the demerit system.

"We are asking you nicely to help us with the assignment, Naomi."

There was no trace of fear on Naomi's face. She is strong. I'm most impressed by her attitude.

"I said no, Sunni. "Move away while I'm being nice."

"Well, what are you going to do?" Slap me? "Come on then." Sunni irritated Naomi by offering her cheek to receive the slap.

"Move away," Naomi warned.

I hid away as Naomi came my way.

"Low-class bitch." Sunni hummed as they let Naomi pass.

The word "b***h" sends ripples of anger through Naomi's nerves. She turned back and slapped Sunni instantly. "Say it again." " I will make sure your fake nose drops on your feet."

Seeing the upcoming fight, I watched as I saw Sunni use the book in her hand to hit Naomi.

Oh no, she is going to trigger Naomi's temper, and she might get herself beaten half-dead.

"Stop!"

Still, the tips of the notebook managed to scratch the skin of my jaw. I pressed on it as fresh blood gushed out from the parallel line of cuts.

"Lana..." Naomi gasped.

"It's alright, Naomi, let's go, shall we?" I said, begging her to leave them.

Sunni reached for Naomi's collar anyway, hissing monotonously, "I knew the dead pervert Mr. Bong is your maternal uncle."

The deceased's name grabbed my attention. Looking at the drained color from Na Bi's features had me in a flutter. "Naomi's uncle? " My mind spoke about my thoughts, and before I could even advance to my curiosity...

"Girls,"

A seductive, husky voice diverted our attention.

Every one of us turned to see our school flower boys gazing at us.

Sunni let go of Naomi in an instant.

"Sunni, what's wrong here?" Jason Bak continued.

There goes Jason Bak's flirtatious ascent again.

"It's nothing. "Really?" Sunni replied in her sly tone.

"Sunni," said Jason, tilting her chin, mesmerizing her with his charms. "Our Naomi here is Nelson's girl. I would be unhappy to be harsh to a beautiful girl like you, Sunni."

"Nelson's girl? What? No..." Naomi had wanted to deny it.

I quickly clasped her mouth closed with my other free hand. "She's shy," I quickly explained.

"Well, it's just a little argument. "Nothing else," Sunni insisted.

"You are interesting," said Jason, nonchalantly taking her hand and jolting something on her wrist. "Call me, we should hang out sometime."

"You are..." "You mean it?" She stuttered, her fingers started playing with her shiny straight hair, and the tone of her voice changed to a soft fragile girl too!

"Yes, I mean it. You should only remember me for today, right?"

"Of course. Sure... I will call you." Said Sunni before leaving the scene with her allies.

I guess those sweet tacky phrases are sending Sunni to heaven now. "Earth to Jason Bak! "This is not a social gathering place for God's sake." I rolled my eyes as my inner voice yelled at him.

"Are you crazy? Why are you taking the blow for me?" Naomi was irritated as she handed me a pocket-sized tissue pack.

"I worry you might beat them half dead. We are in our last senior year, you might get in trouble... I'm afraid..."

"Am I a kid then? Geez..."

"Let me see," Samuel interrupted.

"Just a small cut. It's nothing; "I lied when all I felt was the radiating pain from the little cut.

"Come, we should get to the art club now," Nelson said, dragging Naomi away from the awkward situation before she got a chance to push him away again.

My lips formed a smile as I watched them. Nelson really likes Naomi so much that he enrolls himself in the art club just to get along with her.

Oh, this is such a romantic love story.

"Ouch!" I flickered at the sudden pain Samuel put me in.

"Stay still." He ordered.

"You will get a scar across your face, Lana," added Jerry, inspecting the cut from Samuel's side.

"It will heal, don't worry," I assured him.

"Let's go, Jerry, Sam will take care of it," Jason suggested. With both hands stuffed into his pants pockets, he took a short glance at me.

Jerry puts his hand over Jason's shoulder, and together they leave.

Jason is the kind of guy who magically radiates charm to girls everywhere he goes, but to me, he is just being flirtatious.

It's obvious. Why are girls still bewitched by him? Whoah!

"Stay still, will you?"

I turned to Samuel and my heart skipped a beat, our gaze locked. When did he become so close to me? Too close, I can feel his hot breath on my face. His gaze was fixed on me, and I thought I was going to drown in the sea of his clear brown eyes.

"Keep it covered until the bleeding stops." He stammered, cutting his enchantment that was about to captivate me.

"Oh..." And I obediently followed his step from behind, cheeks flushed with warmness.