believe Shaun did this to me. I was so going to tell
Anita that he has a crush on her.
As I join Damian onstage, I feel like I’m being watched. I look over
the auditorium as I had yesterday, but there is no one there. It must be
because I am so irritated. I sit on the swing and start to pout to get that
just crying look, “Steve, I just want to be alone. I have to process all of
this. Why didn’t you just tell me?”
Damian looks at me with pleading eyes, “Isabella, please! I didn’t
think you would understand. I tried so many times to tell you.”
He takes my hands and I pull them away for real. His touch was like a
shock. I get up and start running across the stage. “Izzy, come back, please!
Let me explain.”
I hear him running after me, just like Shaun had the day before. Suddenly,
I’m afraid. I turn to scan the rafters, expecting to be attacked again at any
second. OOF! I hit the floor with Damian landing on top of me. I look up into
his eyes and neither of us moves.
“Bravo! Bravo! That was wonderful, although I think we can do without
the tackle next rehearsal.” Mr. Hitero is speaking, but I still can’t move.
Damian sits up off of me and takes my hand. I don’t pull it away this
time. “Are you okay? I didn’t mean to run you over.” He helps me up and I just
stare, “Sara?”
Breathe! “What? Oh, yeah. I’m alright. I guess I was just a little
dazed for a sec there.” What was I doing? I couldn’t stand Damian ten minutes
ago, and now he has me ogling over him like a lost puppy. I pull my hand away a
little slower this time so I don’t seem rude. I straighten the front of my
outfit and turn away. “Was that enough, Mr. Hitero?” I knew it was but I needed
to recover from that scene before anyone noticed what happened.
“Yes, Sara. That was more than enough for today. You may sit down.”
Good, I didn’t think I could stand next to him much longer. I walked as
fast as possible back to my seat, but Damian had jumped down off the stage and
already had my chair pulled out. “Thanks.”
He pushed my chair in after I was seated and we sat there quietly the
rest of the period.
Chapter Six
As soon as the bell rang, I was out the auditorium doors. I ran down to
my locker to put my lunch bag away and I had decided that I was just going to
skip the rest of the day. I had Biology next and we were doing blood typing so
I’m sure I could get out of class by saying I felt sick. I sat down in my seat
and prepared my act. The scene was already set for us to do our labs. The bell
rang and I took a deep breath with my eyes closed. Visualize the part, be the
part. I open my eyes and there stands Damian.
“Geez! Don’t sneak up on me like that.”
He smiles, “How would you like me to sneak up on you?” He stares at me
for a moment. “Sorry, I was just trying to be funny. Don’t get mad.” He gives
me this sad puppy dog face.“I’m not mad. Just sit down, please.” I couldn’t
concentrate on acting while he was standing in front of me.
The teacher gave us our instructions and we began. I opened an alcohol
swab and wiped my finger. This was going to be easy. Prick. “Ouch! What
was that for?” I hadn’t poked myself, Damian had instead.
“Oh my God Sara, I’m so sorry. I think she needs to go to the nurse, I
got her good.” He wasn’t kidding; my finger was bleeding like he had cut it
instead of just poking it.
“I’m fine,” I begin to sway in my seat, “ugh, okay. Maybe I do need the
nurse. I don’t feel so hot.”
Damian wrapped a napkin around my finger. “I’m gonna walk her down
there, she looks a little faint.”
What? He takes my hand and we start to walk down the hall.
“What was that all about?” I ask.
He looks at me stunned. “I thought you might want to get out of school early.”
I could scream, “So you stabbed my finger? That is not exactly how I
had planned it. Wait, how did you know I was gonna skip?”
He thought for a minute, “You