Mystery of the locket

urned to me. “Are you being bullied? Was he

do that. Not for her sake, but for my poor stomach that's currentl

He can't push me down.” Mate saves me. He's not one to hurt me

in the same classes? Isn't h

is. “

s. People like her are those who talk of t

Wh

cradle my stomach to sto

n't have the strength to answer long questions I would have

ightly touched my sho

d of treating a poor person like I who came fo

et righ

r parents?” Th

ly through wi

bullied?” I raise a brow. Outwards I look conf

r on you. My options are two, it's either you'r

t your paren

ave a phone wherever they are right now.” I

re you t

phanage.” I say with my entire on my legs

t even know if

orr

not the one that killed them.” I turn my face to the

w about my parents. I hate it when they say the s

my forehead to make sure it isn'

ok

ee that.

sed for the day. Mate came to

tient to leave. It's as if he would rather

the nurse.” I

k on the nurse. I'll be back before you know it.” Dropping ou

ompared to mine, his is far neater and new

l the things I make use of are all handed down to me, t

ever they see me in one of the ove

an now leave.” With his hand on my back, he helps

tep to make sure am not feeling

l any pain

ur backpacks on his back. Both o

ear to the school, I can't help but think ab

sunshine. He came at a ti

would have taken my locket. They prob

him the moment we stop i

d as he continued up the sta

oks neat Despite the

t I would have done had you not made an a

into his beautiful eyes. Looking into

or he looks into my eyes, but I like the feeling. I might not know

a person feels when

to do that. Saving you is what a go

me feel warm.” I'm in no way crying, bu

y. Let's go.” He slowly wipes my t

ing to say our

to be here yesterday,

fused. “You would rather not be seen

have him think I want to avoid being with his Frien

't I? That's