Let's Get These Teen Hearts Beating Faster (A Love Story of Sorts)

"Love sickness needs a love cure."
Chinese proverb. (Obtained from the quotes on Dictionary.com)

Chapter 17

Chapter 16: Falling in Reverse

Kennedy had liked Alec a little too much in the beginning, and now that Lacey had given her a warning, and Alec had acted the way he had, she knew it was inevitable: she'd have to get away from Alec. She had asked the headmaster for another roommate, but he denied it. He said she shouldn't get any special treatment, because at the end of the day, she was a bad kid like everyone else. The only difference was, Kennedy knew for a fact that she was innocent. She hadn't sent that text; why would she? Just because she wasn't the best of friends with Stacey didn't mean she'd want to ruin her life.

It wasn't Kennedy, and she would stick with that story too. Someone must have gotten a hold of her phone and sent that text with that picture, and Kennedy knew it definitely wasn't her. But who could it be? She only had one really close friend, Becky, and even Becky wouldn't bother with it. Kennedy honestly had no idea. Maybe the phone just decided to send the text all on its own. Kennedy shook her head, knowing the odds weren't likely.

Kennedy sat in the library at the table that was hidden from everyone's sight, and she prayed that she'd stay out of Alec's sight, as well as his mind. The last thing she wanted to do was be in the same room with him, awake. Over the past week and a half, Kennedy hadn't spoken a single word to him, and avoided him at all costs. Every time he made a move to reach out and touch her, or come towards her, she immediately dodged the touch or took off in the opposite direction. She saw the look of hurt on his face, but she didn't care. She wasn't going to take Lacey's warning lightly, she was going to take it as though her life depended on it. And she feared that it actually did.

She concentrated on her homework, not paying much attention to what was going on in the library. As she worked studiously, she heard someone sit down right next to her. She looked up to see Alec's handsome face, a smirk on his lips which didn't meet his eyes. Immediately, Kennedy started to gather her things, not being able to stomach being so near him.
"Wait," He said, grabbing her arm. "We need to talk."
Kennedy shook her head and yanked her arm out of his grasp and continued to get her things.
"Are you honestly going to believe the druggie over me? I'm not going to hurt you, Kennedy! If I were, I'd have done it by now!" He exclaimed quietly.

As she stood up, Alec rose with her. No one else in the library, the librarian included, knew what was going on, nor did anyone seem to particularly care.
"We're going to talk, Kennedy, whether you like it or not," He said darkly.
She resisted the urge to say something and tried to walk away. He blocked her path.
"Say something damn it," He hissed, taking a step toward her.
She shook her head and backed away until her back touched the wall. He had her cornered, right where he wanted her. She groaned mentally; how could she get herself in such a stupid place? And it all leads back to that test. . . .

Alec took two long strides over to her, so now he was towering over her. He put his hands on either side of her head and leaned in.
"You aren't seriously going to try and run from me, are you?" He asked, his lips only centimeters away from hers; they were so closed that when he spoke, his lips brushed hers.
She couldn't help herself, and broke her silence. "I'll try and I'll succeed."
A dark shadow appeared to cross his seemingly angelic face.
"Oh really?" He challenged, pressing his body closer to hers.
"Really," She said before bringing her leg up and kneeing him in the groin.
Alec backed away, doubled over in pain. He gasped for air and his face registered pain.

Kennedy grabbed her things and quickly left, not wanting to be in the way of his war path that was likely to ensue after the pain faded. She walked quickly down the hall toward her dorm, hoping to reach it before Alec caught up with her, and lock him out. She managed to get to the dorm and lock the door behind her. And that's when she found her parents, and younger sister Reagan, sitting on her bed and glancing at her things.
"Why are you locking the door?" Her mother asked.
"Um, just making sure it works. You can't be too careful in a place like this," Kennedy said, a nervous smile on her face.

Kennedy, regretfully, unlocked the door.
"Why are you here?" She asked.
Reagan came up and gave her a hug. "Yeah, why are we--whoa," Reagan breathed.
Alec had walked in the room, his face impassive, though still gorgeous. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Kennedy's family.
"Uh, hi?" He said, more like a question than anything else.
"So this is her roommate Sherry?" Mr. Atkins said, noticeably upset.
"Oh shut it Robert, Kennedy's not that stupid," Mrs. Atkins mumbled.
"But I am," Reagan muttered, giving Alec the once-over.
"Reagan," Kennedy warned.

Kennedy and her family took a tour around the campus, talking about how well she was doing in her classes, and avoiding the topic of the whole Christian-Alec ordeal. Her family stayed for an hour before her father dropped the bomb:
"We're moving, and you're going to come with us after this semester."
Kennedy squealed in delight; finally, she was going to get out of here and away from Alec. She knew in the beginning that her feelings for him were wrong, and forbidden, but that's what made it exciting. Now that the excitement was gone and fear took its place, she knew it'd be best if she left.

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