Entangled (Entangled Trilogy #1) (5 page)

“
Hope you’re not
dissatisfied.”

“
Not at all,” he grinned,
looking all mischievous. He acted as if we were at couple
counseling.

“
Anyways, Rosemarie, I’ve
requested for you to take your test earlier because of the
surprise. This is your surprise. You get to elude class for this
whole week and show Adrian around the whole school while sitting by
him in each of his classes,” Mrs. Paige finished just as I glanced
over at Adrian, who, I realized, was still staring at me. So is
this the “special” fellow Maddie was speaking about? He doesn’t
seem very extraordinary.

“
A-All right,” I
faltered.

“
All righty then. Here is
a copy of his schedule. Remember that he has almost the same
classes as you so you won’t miss out on most of your notes in case
you’re concerned about that. I’ve already informed all your
teachers as well so no worries,” Mrs. Paige finished, dismissing
us.

Adrian hurried past me and
opened the door, stepping aside for me before he stepped out and
then he shut the door. All I could see was now blue-green. His eyes
were hurtfully beautiful. An image precipitously flashed across my
mind. It was of that night, the night of the dreadful
“accident.”

The last thing I
remembered were those beautiful eyes of his, fear, love and dismay
written in them. Holding onto that bit of memory, I smiled, knowing
that he loved me and he was safe, and inhaled my last breath, a
voice said in the back of my mind.

Both of the times, an
image of the same pair of those blue-green eyes flashed across my
mind. I quickly let it go before striding out into the hallway
traffic.

As we toured through the
hallway, all the contemplations seemed to slither in our direction.
Some of them even gaped at us, finding it all problematic to
consider. I tried to flout them but I could literally feel the
burden of their gazes. Some of the girls winked at him and some of
them looked as if they were about to faint. I don’t blame them; he
is good-looking.

“
How come all those girls
are staring at me?” Adrian asked, completely unaware of what was
going on.

“
I think they already like
you. You’re not from here are you?” I asked.

“
Nope! I’m from England.
You can be my teacher and teach me how to act like Americans,” He
said, popping the “p” in the nope. I rolled my eyes. What did I do
to deserve this?

Adrian was really tall;
probably as tall as James thus, I had to look up to answer him. I
really couldn’t stop thinking about him. I haven’t seen him the
past whole week. As we approached our first and last class for the
day, I ushered him to go ahead of me while I told the teacher about
the new guy. Mr. Moore told me to sit next to him in Health class
while James will be my Biology partner.

Surely before I sat down,
James came over and kissed me roughly on the cheeks, making sure
Adrian saw us like that. Then he quickly whispered a, “I promised
you that we’ll talk later so we’ll talk later on this week” into my
ear and stalked off. Alright, first the hug and now this, what do I
do?

Adrian seemed a bit
dismayed as he sat down next to me and at last, broke of the
“staring contest” he was having with James across the room. Health
class was exceedingly mind-numbing. We were learning about the
right person to choose in our life and how to avoid being fooled by
the wrong people. While I toyed with my pencil, Adrian stared at me
and didn’t even pay courtesy to the teacher. Who was he, James
junior? Couldn’t this get any worse?

“
Mr. Ross, please stop
gawking at Mrs. Ross and pay attention to your classmates,” Mr.
Moore said while the class guffawed. Emotion rose up to my cheeks
while I strained to befuddle myself with something else to do.
Adrian still didn’t listen but Mr. Moore didn’t care.

“
Mr. Ross, tell us about
the first time you fell in love,” Mr. Moore said.

“
Oh come on! We don’t want
to be bored. Am I right people?” shouted Mark while the girls in
the class yelled at him to shut up. Well, some people seemed
excited to find out.

“
SILENCE! Go on Mr. Ross,”
Mr. Moore said.

“
Let’s see then. Okay!”
Adrian said, turning to face me while I stared, intently into his
beautiful eyes. I could sense James watching us but I didn’t
care.

“
The first time was a
couple of months ago. She was a very appealing brunette who really
didn’t know how to be unkind to anyone at all. She was really
beautiful. I won’t tell you guys the name though ‘because I think
it would be better that way. We were really happy the first seven
months or so and we were joined at the hip. Okay, you guys probably
took it the wrong way. It means that we were inseparable. It was
the night before Christmas and we were going to the apartment we
shared. I was driving while she had sat next to me.

“
Then, a car collided with
ours and we were both incapacitated very severely. The ambulance
had come but I had refused to go because I sought to look for my
Ro— I mean her. The doctors went onward to take the passengers from
the other car. I looked everywhere to find her. I couldn’t. I lost
consciousness at last, worn out,” He continued, still looking at
me. Everyone in the class was listening to him, even Mark. His love
life seemed so disheartening. Unfortunate girl.

“
When I had convalesced
from the coma, I thought that I had lost her everlastingly. I
expended months trying to look for her. One day, I had seen her in
the streets. I distraughtly desired to go to her but I thought I
was fantasizing. She was dead, I had thought. I spent the next two
months or so trying to shadow her and trying to make sure she was
real. So, I relocated here to be with her and finally reunite with
her. I found out that she goes to this school so I transferred
here. I went to her older brother who told me that she had amnesia
and she couldn’t remember anything from the accident and
unfortunately, she couldn’t remember me. I tried to talk to her,
trying to hint out who I am. Once she had recognition, I was
concerned that she might remember everything all at once which was
bad for her, according to the doctor. So I tried not to tell her
anything and instead, I tried to befriend her.

“
It was hard to stay away
from her. Once I was about to tell her who I was, I saw a guy come
up to her and kiss her, a gesture that showed that he loved her.
She looked happy; the way she looked at him confirmed that she
loved him too. I was happy that she had found someone who loved her
and she loved him too. She was someone else’s because I was too
late to get to her. So I decided to stay and be her guardian angel.
I felt as if I had died once more. I still love her and I don’t
think I can ever love anyone again, not as much as I love her,”
Adrian finished off, wiping a tear from his cheek.

He looked around to see
that others were really saddened by this. I was, also, furiously
wiping away the tears. Poor Adrian. The one person he loved the
most could no longer be his. He must be dying inside. Adrian saw me
and smiled a broken hearted smile, handing me a handkerchief to
wipe away the tears. I denied it, turning away. So he personally
wiped away my tears, each and every one of them, very cautiously.
Most of the people seemed to be crying, even Mr. Moore.

“
I’m so sorry for your
loss,” I said and I meant it.

“
You Americans with your
apologizing for something that isn’t your fault. I guess my story
really made everyone very sad, huh?” Adrian said, smiling down at
me. How is he smiling at a time like this? He just lost his soul
mate. He must be really good at concealing his emotions.

“
Well, class dismissed
everyone,” Mr. Moore said, his voice still a bit shaky.

“
I’ll see you tomorrow,
Rosemarie,” Adrian said, once again, picking up my hand to place a
kiss on it.

“
Please call me Rose,” I
said. I didn’t like my first name or any part of my name. Now that
I comprehended it, my last name was Ross, just like his. Why was my
last name Ross when all my ancestors and my brother’s last name was
Hathaway?

“
Rose,” he frowned. “I
like to be very original when I call someone by some pet name.
Everyone calls you Rose so I want to be dissimilar.”

“
Most of my teachers call
me Rosemarie,” I pointed out, smiling which somehow bought out a
sparkle to his eyes.

“
True. I’ll call you Roza
then. It’s settled,” Adrian said before turning around and
leaving.

How was he still alive
after dying so many times? I would not have persisted. I
congregated my books before heading off to find Maddie, beginning
the whole routine again. Before I left, I saw those blue-green eyes
again but I dismissed them, hopefully, for good.

chapter 4

a content word of honor

The rest of the week had
been very stupid and boring. Adrian was his sprightly self the
whole week. He was able to memorize his schedule and officially
knows the whole school and his ways around it. I guess I don’t have
to show him around anymore. James had paid me a visit by my locker,
but Maddie told me to talk to him some other day. James had
reassured me that we will talk next week. Why did Maddie do that?
Didn’t she know what I was going through?

On top of that, Krystal
had gotten a new BF. You will not believe who it is; it was kind of
hard for me to believe who it is. I usually don’t care who it is,
but now, I do. To make matters worse, she had started going out
with Adrian. He had told her that he was flattered by the offer,
but Krystal didn’t let him finish his sentence. Instead, she just
kissed his cheeks. She had gone all around the school and announced
that Adrian and Krystal are officially a thing. Their ship name is
Krysian and some people even say Adristal. I personally don’t like
either of them.

Adrian looked cheerier
than ever. I thought that he could love no one else ever again, but
I was wrong. He had revamped his soul. Now, I didn’t actually like
Adrian so much. I hate liars and I’m pretty sure that he’s one of
them. Pretty sure? I am damn sure he’s one of them.

Why was I assigned to
deliver his homework to him? Mr. Moore had told me to give Adrian
his homework and now, I had to go to him before I could go home. I
felt a strong antipathy towards him.

The boys’ locker room
reeked of sweat and teenage boys. I was positively not going in
there to give him the homework so I just waited outside until he
could come out. From the distance, I saw Adrian starting to come
over to where I was standing, his head down and looking at the
floor as he walked. Before he could reach me, Krystal came out of
nowhere and stood in front of him. He just smiled a sad smile and
before he could do anything else, Krystal backed him up to the
locker so that she was pressed against him. Then, they were
kissing. Adrian seemed to be kissing her back while he enclosed his
arms around her waist. They really did love each other. So Adrian
really did lie to me and everyone else.

I couldn’t believe my
eyes. Adrian had lied to everyone about his true love. He made up
that sad story just to get attention. I should’ve known; of course
a spoiled good looking guy like him would do that for attention. I
was so compelled by his personality though. I felt something on my
cheeks and realized that I was crying, for him. Why should I
freakin’ cry because of a jerk like him? Screw him; he could get
his own homework. I dropped his homework on to the chair next to
the row of lockers with such force, the couple stopped making out.
Adrian looked over at me and looked as if he regretted everything
that had just happened; Serves him right.

Adrian kept shaking his
head and muttered, “No, no, no, and no. What did I just do?” He
tried to detangle himself from Krystal who kept pouted, but
Adrian’s eyes were fixated on me, never leaving my face.

Adrian had started to walk
towards me, but I hastily turned around and bolted for the door so
I could get out of this hellish place. Adrian can’t see me like
this; I won’t let him see me in this broken state. He didn’t
deserve to see me in my vulnerable state. Just as I turned, I
sauntered into a moving wall that kept me upright when I was about
to fall. It even leaned towards me and whispered in that au fait
voice.

“Let’s get out of here and
have that talk we were planning,” James said. I relaxed in his arms
and let him take me away from this place towards the school
garden.

The school garden was
actually the roof garden. The roof consisted of benches surrounding
the edge of the roof with the whole floor of the roof covered in
grass. There was even a greenhouse in the school that consisted of
numerous flowers. James led me to one of the benches.

“So, how have you been,
Rosemarie?” James asked me. Why was he still calling me Rosemarie?
I hate it when some other student calls me that; only the teachers
and the people I love has that right over me.

“I’m fine. Let’s just talk
about whatever it is that you want to talk about,” I sighed, trying
to dodge all the other issues. He got up from where he was sitting,
took a few steps forward and kept his back to me. I got up too and
took one step forward.