#7 some secrets

It was break time and I wasn't up for anything. Nothing could enter my system without it being thrown up. The only thing my stomach would tolerate were energy bars but unfortunately enough, I had no supply of energy bars in my locker. I usually keep quite an amount of them in my locker as this always happen to me. Thank God I had no class after. I head out to the school compound, the cool air blowing softly as little snow were falling slowly. I walked to one of the trees and sat, leaning against it. Not too say that I was hungry, but some food would be awesome.

As I was closing my eyes, I felt something drop onto my lap. I abruptly tilted my head, to look at the person standing in front of me. Wait, wasn't I alone? I didn't realise anyone walking towards me, and there standing in front of me was one of the most mysterious person I've ever met. Now just what is he doing here?

"What are you doing here?" I demanded.

He ignored my question and focused his gaze on my lap, asking me to look down. I followed, looking down at the object on my lap. I was too taken aback to even say anything. I looked up back at him with an awaiting and questioning look. Instead of doing what he should do, answering me that is, he laid on the soft snow beside me with his arms above that his hands were behind his head. He was always so calm and nonchalant. I don't even know how he does that.

"Eat," he then demanded.

"Why?" I challenged.

"Eat," he repeated, his tone was flat.

Unwillingly, but also gratefully, I peeled open the wrapper of the energy bar. I bit a large bite as he looked at me with a blank expression plastered across his face. All of my wonders and curiosity flowed away from my mind as I savoured the chocolate flavour in my mouth. As I was munching on the last bite, my conciousness came back. I let the silence last a few more seconds before proceeding to questioning him. There were thousands of questions but I decided to go slow.

"What are you doing here?"

"What makes you think I'll answer your question?" he questioned back.

"Uh, excuse me? Okay, so let me get this straight. You just came here, gave me food and suddenly you're all so snobbish?" I scoffed.

He chuckled. In a sarcastic way of course. If that's even possible.

"I have the every right to be here," he stated, a-matter-of-factly. "Why is there a problem?"

"You? You have the every right to be here?" I scoffed, again. "Yeah right, not if you're not..."

A sudden thought crossed my mind as I realised the probability of it being true. I glanced to my right to see a smirk forming on his lips. No...

"No. No, you're not." I said, trying to deny the fact, which has been revealed. He closed his eyes and the corners of his mouth tugged slightly upwards.

"Whatever you say, love."

anis.