Teenage Runaways

Bella... a.k.a Isabella, is a 16 year old school girl who is devoted to her education. She sticks to the rules and obeys her strict parents 24/7. When an 18 year old, rebellious teenager moves to her city, it seems he knows a little bit too much about her.
"We all learn to make mistakes... and run from them."


3. Chapter 3

"You should remain quiet, facing the front at all times. If we hear any electrical devices, we will confiscate them and you will be removed from the exam hall. Good luck, you have one hour, you may begin." the examiner called as everyone in the exam hall turned over the first page.

I saw the first question. 'What are the chemical symbols for: Magnesium, Sodium and Iron?' Seriously? I thought the questions were going to be more difficult than this. I flew through the first half of the paper, answering every question. As I got to Question 12, I began to struggle. My mind had gone blank and I couldn't remember anything. I guessed and wrote whatever I could remember.

"Your time is up. Please remain silent until we have dismissed you." the examiner called.

I quickly finished the last question and slammed the paper shut. My hands were shaking like crazy as he dismissed my row. I grabbed my bag and rushed out, grabbing my phone and switching it on. I had to call my mum and tell her how it went.

"Hi Bella." Mum answered.

"Hi Mum, I just called to say my exam is over." I replied, biting my fingernails.

"Well, how did it go?" she asked.

"It went... urm, fine. I struggled a bit, but I managed to answer every question." I nervously replied.

"I'm sure you've done great! You have tonight to look forward to anyway!" she replied.

"Thanks Mum! I'm gonna go, bye."

"Bye bye sweetheart." she hung up.

I made my way to the library to see it was closed. That meant I had to eat in the canteen. I hated the canteen. The feeling of being stared at by fifty faces as you eat alone. However, I had to deal with it. I walked up the canteen and opened the double doors to find fifty faces turn around and stare at me. They looked at me as if I'd just confessed to a murder.

I looked down at the floor as I walked over to a free table. I looked around to see they were back to their previous conversations and pulled out my lunch box. I had another chicken salad, with a carton of orange juice, a banana and a sausage roll... I love sausage rolls! I ate slowly, picking at my lettuce and taking small bites of my banana. It didn't take long for someone to come over a talk to me.

"Isabella right?" the girl asked.

"It's just Bella thanks." I replied, placing my sausage roll back in my lunch box.

"I like your sweater." she said.


There was an awkward silence until she broke it.

"Do you wanna come sit with us?" she pointed to a group of girls who seemed very interested in our conversation.

"No thanks, I've finished my lunch anyway." I lied.

"You're gonna waste that perfectly yummy sausage roll?" she asked.

"I'm full." I lied again.

"I'll take it then." she grabbed it from my lunch box and went back to her table.

Cheeky! Just take my lunch... thanks! Mind you, I did say I was full. I made my way back out of the canteen and as I quickly pushed open the double doors, I heard a deep voice say, "Ouch!"

"I'm so sorry!" I anxiously said as I looked back to see a boy standing with his hand covering his nose.

"You should be!" he replied, dabbing his nose with his hand.

"Wait... you're a boy?" I asked, confused.

"Last time I checked yeah... I guess you are blind after all." he snapped back at me.

"What are you doing here? This is a girls school." I asked again.

"I'm just visiting for the day. My mum works here." he snapped again.

"Who's your mum?"

"The headmaster!" he picked up his bag and left into the canteen.

I walked to my Maths classroom just before the bell rang. I couldn't stop thinking about him. I didn't quite see his face but I know he had dark brown, curly hair that flopped to one side of his head. His eyes looked hazel and his hands were rather large. He had a terrible attitude which made me think less of him already. For some reason, I felt the urge to found out more about him, but I put him to the back of my mind and got on with the rest of the school day.

The bell rang and I made my way to the bus, where I finally got a seat in the middle for a change. I hated sitting at the front. I plugged in my earphones and turned up the volume to full. The whole way home I thought about my dinner with my parents at the Fish Grill tonight.

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