I was shaking, my chest felt tight and heavy, every breath I took made it all worse.
I guess everything just started to stress me out, I had a Mathematics GCSE Examination (Which I was taking a year early) due to start in an hour. My parents had recently had a divorce, my dad leaving my mother and I, taking my younger sister, Cloe, with him. And Finally, my best friend had moved to America.
I guess my life was just falling apart.
I stumbled into the empty classroom, pressing my back against the nearest wall. I couldn't breathe, it was getting harder each time, I was so afraid I'd end up not breathing at all.
"Catherine?" A voice called, I looked to the door. Morgan Harris was stood, a concerned look on his face. I nodded, confirming that it was me, and he walked towards me. His hair was blonde and his eyes a bright blue and to be truthfully honest, everything about him was amazing. He was amazing at science, especially Chemistry and he was really good at Art. I'd had a crush on Morgan since we had first met in Year 7, now we were in Year 10 and I still liked him.
"Are you okay?" He asked me. "Is it a panic attack?" He added, I managed to nod. He stood still for a second, he looked like he was questioning his next move. I closed my eyes, hoping to calm myself down. I started to think about other things.
"Caty?" He mumbled and I opened my eyes
"Yeah?" I stammered.
"Do you trust me?" He quizzed. I nodded slightly and he smiled. He wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me. I kissed back almost straight away. My crush was kissing me, the boy I liked for three years was actually kissing me.
He pulled away and I let out the breath I didn't know I was holding. The tight feeling in my chest had disappeared and I could breathe properly again.
"How did you know that would work?"
"I read that holding your breath can sometimes stop panic attacks, when I kissed you, you held your breath," He explained. I sighed and smiled.
"Why are you upset?" He kept his arms around me as I collapsed towards his chest. I was sobbing.
"Everything's going down hill," I muttered and he shook his head.
"Maths GCSE in an hour, My parents got a divorce, my dad is taking my younger sister with him and Brooke moved back to America," I cried. He hugged me as he whispered things into my ear.
"It'll all be okay," He said softly, holding me a little tighter.
"I'm going to fail this exam," I admitted and he stepped back slightly, we weren't hugging but we were standing close to each other.
"You're not, Caty, you are incredibly smart, I mean they are letting you take your Maths GCSE early for a reason," He smiled at me.
"But what if-"
"Stay positive, and when you finish the test, come and find me, okay? Come find me first" He gently hugged me.
"I'll find you first," I spoke quietly, he let go of me and smiled.
"Okay, if you don't go soon, you're going to be late," He chuckled slightly, I giggled and sighed. I started to leave the room
"Caty," He said it in such a small voice, I almost didn't hear him. I turned. "I like you," He stated.
"I like you too," I replied before leaving the room with a massive grin plastered on my face.
Even though my life was collapsing, I was happy.
Okay so this is like a little prologue to see if you guys like it...
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