One Big Change

next chapter please

Workin' on it.

*...*

'Fraid it's quite short...

*waits*

Just give it to me

*is waiting more*

I didn’t worry about what we were doing, too caught up in the moment, as he threw me against the floor, pulling me after him. Our clothes ended up disguarded, all over the place. Eventually, he rolled me on top of him, and I knew..... we were going to have sex.

Reaching up to stroke his face, I realised my ring was still on my finger, and it was catching his skin. I pulled it off my finger, and threw it across the room. It was weird. It felt weird, I felt weird... the second it was gone. Because the second my skin wasn’t making contact with the ring, I felt like I could see better, I could... It felt like a huge burden had been lifted from my shoulders. Like....a restriction had been lifted.

Suddenly, I looked down, and realised. It was different. It was all different..... Nothing was the same. The handsome, half-naked guy lying beneath me..... My handsome, half-naked earth science teacher – who was currently VERY aware of where I was sitting..... I reached across, with my palm, and slapped him, round the face.

The hatred I felt for him. The anger. It all flashed back to me, in a wild moment. I didn’t like him, I didn’t love him..... he was my enemy. A dazed expression was on his face, probably from the slap. How could I have done that – or nearly – with an enemy?! I slapped him again, and more expression fell into those features.

"I hate you!" I yelled, standing up.

I stood up, running away from his warm body, and over to my dress. I pulled it back on, frowning furiously at him. He sat up, his hair ruffled.

“What are you doing?” he asked, groggily, confused. I pulled on both my shoes, and cardigan, still filled with hatred.

“I’m leaving!” I yelled, angrily, rushing to the door. Tears fell down my confused face, as I sprinted into the bathroom around the corner.

Make-up had run down my face, and my hair was a complete tip. I ignored the nagging feeling in my gut, and after a few more minutes of serious stress, confusion and crying, I let go. I just... I couldn’t deal with this right now. I needed to.... I needed to be there for my boyfriend... my fiancée. I forgot how I had thrown the ring across the room, as I raced out of the bathroom, and down the hall, finishing my journey to the coronation hall.

I watched, interestedly, as I swarmed through the crowd, pushing past the other students, as I made my way to the front. Once I reached it, I stared in awe, at the huge stage before us. A man who I knew was called Abram Dorogoi, the president. His power was limited, but he was the leader of our parliament, at the moment, waiting for the true leader – the next king – to take his place.

He was talking into a microphone, while Rob waited on the left side of the stage, and Gabriel on the right. He was in the middle of a conversation, seeming to be waiting for the result. Eventually, a black envelope appeared in his head, and everyone hushed.

“Our last king is....” he boomed, and I couldn’t help feeling how it felt like television awards. “Gabriel Wolfe.”

How did that happen?

And interesting how taking off her engagement ring made her realise. I'm guessing that's no coincidence?

*that was the reaction I was going for*

wait so Bevean can only get it on with people who are going out with other people

No coincidence.

And it's because.

:O

where's Chris and sexy Taylor?

Taking off the ring didn't mean she broke up with Rob, Matt was he somehow using that to cloud her senses?

no i just realised it cos Bevean didn't manage to get Lauren, who was going out with no one but he got Elle, who was going out with Matt and are never going to make up and Hayley-ish

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