Good Idea for a Bad Plan 2

Elena.

Do you know what it feels like to regret right then and there? That's right. That was exactly what I felt as soon as I stepped into the classroom. So what's the point? Don't get me wrong, I was trying to convince that man. That ruthless, arrogant, and heartless man who had crushed the heart of the wolf inside me, was the same as me. His mate and soul. It almost made me feel pathetic, but I had no time to think about it because I was already over the time to turn back.

I ended up deciding to keep my uncertainty and put on my boldest face, while casually walking towards my desk. The regular sound of pen tapping suddenly stopped as his eyes blazed at me. My cheeks started to heat up as I felt his intense gaze as I walked towards my seat. As soon as I sat down, he resumed his writing, his gaze back on his paper.

Feeling annoyed, I crossed my arms, while giving him a piercing glare. I knew that he most likely would not even look up to see me, given that he was deliberately turning his face away. It was as if I was the sinner in his eyes. In that case, what exactly had I done wrong? I have no idea, I don't know either. And here he was, the sinner, yet he was looking at me as if I was some sort of sinner.

Even so, I know that I'm a person who always tries hard, and I'm sure that every woman is the same as me. Every single girl would want to impress someone that she's interested in, right, but even now I feel puzzled at how little attention he pays to me. It's as if he remains cold and doesn't care at all.

While dispelling that feeling, I watched him for a little longer, while crossing my arms to lean forward. I guess I was more uneasy than him as I stared at him intently, with my eyes shifting focus from his well-built body, then back to his face.

Until finally, he looked up, and could not resist my intense gaze. The moment when our eyes met, his face took on a look of astonishment. He stared at me one after another. I was not sure whether he was staring at my dress, or the fact that I looked like a total freak.

"What are you doing?" He asked as he came back to reality. As best I could, I gave my best shy smile, with my fingers twirled in my hair.

"What do you mean?" With a tilt of my head, I tried to dodge his question. Every time I did that, I felt like a dog obeying its master, but I said it was cute.

But instead of saying anything, he just blinked while staring at my face. My stomach lurched as he started to put down his pen, while his other hand ran through his short, silky brown hair.

"It's not like you," he said simply, and I felt like going on a rampage. As if he really knew! Who does he think he is? What an arrogant man, I cursed to myself. After that, I got up from where I was sitting and leaned over my desk.

"As if you already know! You don't even know anything about me!" I snapped, my voice cracking halfway through the sentence.

A low, sad chuckle escaped from my mouth as I crossed my arms over my chest. "It's not that you want it. As if you would," I muttered bitterly.

Something seemed to change in Killian's eyes, and it seemed like he wanted to say something but was interrupted because another student entered the classroom.

Without thinking, I sat down again before they could lift their eyes from the cell phones they were holding. On the other hand, Killian locked his mouth tightly and frowned, while looking back at the papers in front of him.

A trembling sigh escaped my mouth as I closed my eyes, trying to calm myself down. While Lexi was silent, she withdrew to a place where I could not reach.

The class started half an hour later. There were a lot of questions from Jane and Sasha, which I avoided as much as possible. From behind, Reid planted a wet kiss on my cheek, playfully winking at me as he went to join his boyfriend at the back of the classroom.

Then I shook my head, and my eyes flicked to the front of the classroom where Killian sat with an irritated scowl on his face. It looked like he had just bitten into a very sour lemon.

While holding back my laughter, my spirits suddenly lifted, and I decided to join my friends in their conversation. It was extra lesson time, which was basically free time before the next class. For most of the lesson, my mind was crystal clear, as I chose to completely ignore Killian. All my plans fell apart in less than a minute.

"You know, it was a pretty bad plan from the start," Lexi's shrill voice rang out, and I was surprised by her sudden appearance. It seemed like she was getting better every day.

"Shut up, Lex," I snapped back, and Lexi barked like a dog.

I finish work at a pace that even I don't know, and then just sit around, looking at everything but Killian for the rest of class. Since the cat incident, we were all not allowed to bring cell phones into class.

In the end, the class was over and I was getting ready to go home. As we were packing up, Killian's voice broke into my thoughts.

"Ms. Brown, if you could please stay."

My heart almost stopped as I completely froze, my hand halfway into my bag as I searched for the math homework that I hadn't done yet. I glanced up, at the completely deserted classroom, and Killian who was sitting in a chair.

As much as I wished I was just hearing incoherent things, I had to admit once again that I was not hearing those things.

Dragging my feet reluctantly, I stepped over to one of the front desks and sat there slowly. Then he looked up from his papers, with a piercing look in his eyes.

"Well, I won't take back my guess," he said after the last person left the room. My eyebrows furrowed as I leaned back, trying to recall our previous conversation.

"No matter what you want to do, or try to do, it won't work." He concluded, his gaze fixed on my face. Behind his eyes, I could tell that there were emotions that were visible but he was trying to hide. I just didn't know what kind of emotion it was. You could say that from the outside, he seemed extremely cold like ice.

"How can you be so cruel?" My voice sounded like a shattered whimper, my eyes squinted even more as I got to my feet, and there was hatred radiating through my veins.

I subconsciously took a deep breath, before finally shaking my head and starting to walk away towards the door. Without a fight, I was halted at the doorway.

"You are such a jerk, you know that and you don't even realize it. I just wanted an apology. But you told me to leave instead," after that I walked away, feeling victorious for getting the last word. I may have lied a little about my motives, but Killian doesn't need to know.

Hopefully, that would hurt him. Once again I saw my cruel side and tried to corner him. Maybe that cruel attitude was just an adolescent thing?

The next thing I knew, I was skipping class for the rest of the class, telling my friends that I was not feeling well. They didn't think much of it, though, as they knew that I had already had a rough few weeks.

The ride home took only a few minutes, and before long I was wrapped up in a thick blanket and fast asleep.