< Episode 12 >
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Mallory's Pov continues
Everyone bursted into laughter, mr Henry included.
Everyone's gonna love her this way.
We clapped for her as she bowed and then........our eyes met......
My body vibrated and I felt something in my belly.
Now, that's weird!
She walked into the classroom, to an empty seat beside Luke and she sat down.
I saw her looking at me from a corner of my eyes and I looked at her completely, she looked away.
Was that real or I imagined it?
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Ella's Pov
Wow!
I never imagined I would meet her here!
I looked at her one more time and I saw her looking at me like "what is it?"
I looked away immediately and a teacher came into the class.
Sweet mother, I've gotten her!
I giggled.
"Hey new girl, keep that down!" The teacher said and everyone looked at me.
I looked around and I batted my lashes with a puppy face "whaaaaat?!" I drawled and everyone ended up laughing again except Mallory.
Is she wary of me?
She had better not!
I don't want her to know my real identity until I get Jacob.
I can't wait to meet him!
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Mallory's Pov
There is something really weird about Ella.
Something is off with her.
My instincts can't lie.
But, she looks so pretty, sweet and harmless.
I have to find out for myself, though.
I put on my invincible globes and I listened attentively to the teaching going on.
During lunchbreak.............
Before she goes out of the class, I decided to walk up to her.
"Hey, I'm Mallory Waston." I said as I stretched out my gloved hand.
She smiled before taking my hand. "You know mine already. Its really nice to meet you."
She stood up and she let go of my hand.
"I'm sorry, I really need to use the ladies, where can I find it?"
"No need to apologise, we'd talk some other time. Its down the hallway."
"Okay." She smiled "thanks."
She said quickly before running out of the class.
Now, that's weird!
I looked at my hand and then, at the door, I didn't see any emotions on her face.
Of course!
I smiled.
I'm out of it, like seriously?
Why would I think like that?
Poor Ella, I'm really sorry for painting you black in my head!
She is indeed pure and clean!
I smiled again before going back to my seat.
I sat down and I brought out my notebook to write down some things for my next project, but before that, I removed the glove and I tucked it back in my bag.
It has served its purpose!
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Ella's Pov
I opened the door to the ladies and I began to gag and sweat.
I went into an open cubicle and I locked it.
Mallory, that b**ch!
I looked at my hand and I started groaning.
My hand was burning!
What the hell did she put on?
If mom had not taught me how to pass tests like this, I would have failed woefully.
I placed my other palm on my hand and I began to chant silently.
I chanted for minutes before it stopped.
I passed her test!
I grinned wickedly as I looked at my palm.
If I had shown any sign of discomfort in her presence, she would have known and if I had not taken her hand, she would have suspected me, so, I had to take the hand.
Mallory Waston, get ready to be roasted!
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Jacob's Pov
I placed my legs on the table and I closed my eyes.
I am really mad at dad!
I can't believe he wants me to go back to new Jersey.
I came back because of him!
I came back to stay with him!
Because he is okay now, he wants me to disappear, to go back to where I came from all in the name of protection.
Protection from what?
What is he protecting me from?
I can't believe this at all.
But, if he thinks I would just go back without a fight, he should get ready to be shocked.
How can I go back now?
I'm getting used to my stay here in Florida.
I've met a girl and I'm not letting her go anytime soon.
Dad is joking, seriously!
"Are you sure you don't wanna eat?" Scott interrupted my thoughts and I opened my eyes.
He was standing in front of me with a plate of food. "Is it that you don't want to eat or you are waiting for Mallory?"
I rolled my eyes, waiting for her indeed!
"I am waiting for no one, Scott."
He sat beside me and he dropped the plate on the table. "Are you sure about that? It seems Mallory has forgotten about your lunch." He said as he took a spoonful of rice pudding into his mouth and I grinned.
"She has indeed forgotten but I don't want to eat. I'm not in the mood to eat."
"Whatever is eating you up, just know we are here for you, okay?"
"You have it up there after all!" I teased him.
"i***t!" He muttered as he concentrated on his food.
Let's go have fun with Mallory!
The girl with the flaming hair!
"By the way, where is Ray and Arthur?"
"Ray, Library, Arthur, who knows?" He said as he shrugged
I sighed. "You......." I walked out of the classroom shaking my head.
He seems like he has no care in the world!
At times, he is a sensible boy but in most cases, he is always childish and unreasonable.
I rubbed my palms together.
Time to put my plan to action.
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Mallory's Pov
I stretched my fingers as I sat upright.
All completed!
I looked at my wristwatch and I gasped.
Ten minutes to the end of lunchbreak.
Jacob's lunch!
Shoot!
That was what I was forgetting!
I searched frantically for Kacie but she was nowhere to be found.
Where is she?
I really need her help!
I went out of the classroom and I saw it again.
Jacob is coming my way and Ella would try to throw herself in his way, so that, it would be as if he hit her and she would start crying. He would crouch to her level, since she would be on the floor to pet her and then, boom!
She would slap him so as to draw attention to herself and also humiliate him.
I know he is handsome........hold on a sec!
Did I just admit that?
Anyway, that's so low for a girl as pretty as Ella.
You want him to notice you, just go to him and introduce yourself, you don't have to do this but what do I do?
Should I butt in again like I've been doing?
If I butt in, what could happen?
He would insult me, quite alright but that's okay, I think I'm getting used to it.
Why do I even care?
If she slaps him, that's it for me.
(We don't think like that)
I heard that voice again and I sighed.
I started biting my nails as I went around in circles.
So, I should save him and bear the insult?
(You are already used to it)
Okay, fine!
Should I help him or not?
(Just do it)
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Peace
- Writer
