CGL Boarding School [INCOMPLETE]

Eleven - There's Always Room For More

"There's a lot more that you don't know about me angel face"

A lot more??

What did he mean by that??

There's more I don't know about him??

I lied in my bed, in a daze at what Jason was getting at. When we were sitting there and he said that, I saw a glint in his eyes of hurt and anger. He was shaking like crazy and it looked like he was on the verge of tears. I, of course, wasn't just going to sit there and watch him struggle to get his words out, so I pulled him into a hug and told him he doesn't have to say a thing.

However, it was getting to me like crazy that i didn't know. I tossed, turned, pulled at my hair and stared at the ceiling but it seemed like the harder I attempt to rack it around my brain, his words still play out like a melody. I thought what was said in the cafeteria that day was his whole backstory.

His parents arguing every night.

Him taking beatings for his siblings.

Them running away.

I thought that was just it. But no, there's more to this twisted story than I thought and I can't help but think of the worst since he's already had a dreadful past. Like maybe, he got in a car accident, or maybe sold drugs like my brother did, or he..

Hurt someone..really bad..

I shook my head of the negative thoughts and fluffed my pillow, striving to get some slumber in. My as quickly as my eyes closed is as quick as they shot back up. I quietly groan, rubbing my face, agitated that i could not get this to just go away so easily. I looked over at jam and picked him up as we both stared at each other through the misty atmosphere.

I sighed up at him, remembering how we won him. Even though he tells me that I did it on my own, we both knew that I couldn't have done it without him.The thought of tonight made the ends of my mouth curl up, excluding the whole Akira problem of course. Tonight was definitely a night to remember and despite the negative nancy or my lazy roommates, I still had the time of my life.

Thanks to Jason.

I hugged jam tight, commemorating on how he held me when we were playing Skee Ball. A sizzling feeling swept across my cheek as I put more thought into it. The way his hand touched mine and how the other was just calmly resting on my waist. Even after the ball had left my hand we were still in that stance, watching the ball fly in, and it made me feel....secure. A small giggle then aired out of nowhere. I don't know what it was, but something in Jason made me feel....wanted.

Another memory popped in my head on when we were at the cafeteria the other day and he saved me from falling. As he stole a glance at my lips, I secretly did one right back. The burning on my cheeks increased at how soft and plump they look. They looked like two soft pillows. Before i could go any further with that thought, my phone nearly scared the pee out of me when it vibrated on the nightstand. I reached over and took it off the charger. As my phone came alive, i spotted a text from an unknown number.

Hey -Unknown

I raised a brow at it and checked to see if my roommates were still sound asleep before answering. Once the coast was clear, i retreated under my covers and texted them back.

Uh, who are you?? -Lyrical

Can't remember your own proctor?? -Unknown

Micah?! -Lyrical

One and only -Unknown

I rolled my eyes at the text but then raised a brow. How did he get my number?? Was he stalking me?? Was he some kind of killer?? Does he want my brain?? I'm not all that smart in school, it'll be useless. And as if reading my mind-like that would help my paranoia-he texted back.