19. Don’t be too long

Adeline's POV

Looking up Gemma warned me about him and I suppose jack looked a little off. But then again I did call him several things that even the devil wouldn't dare say. It's just him keeping himself to himself, which I'll admit is a little strange for jack. He doesn't socialise anymore, he used to be a right joker such a laugh to be around. Now he's that creep that stares at Coop from a corner.

Sitting down next to Cooper and Bene it felt like just a normal day. Everything seemed to be going just fine, eating my cheese sandwich. "I need the bathroom." Cooper jumped up leaving her stuff with us. "Don't be too long." I hate it when Bene does this, he's not saying it to be all cute and loved up. He's saying it like a commandment and because Cooper is so smitten she listens.

We sat in awkward silence for a moment, letting the skaters pass us by, the leaves on the tree fall and rustle. I noticed everything in that moment. My senses felt heightened, especially when Jack moved past. Usually he does this look that I can't quite figure out and he's done it again. I assumed it was because of Cooper... But she's in the bathroom and it's not me. Bene. Feeling hold enough I turned to him "what's up with Jack?" I questioned and all he could do was raise an eye brow and look away with a worried face.

So the day passed and I woke up the next morning with two coffees and strolled into Gemma's classroom. "Morning baby." I closed the door and turned around to see her sat with someone and a first aid kit out on the table. "Sorry I didn't know where to come." Jacks timid little voice spoke out as I rushed to help get him cleaned up. I examined his face, blood clung to his blonde hair, his eye swollen black and blue, his lip sliced on one side and his nose looked as if it had been bleeding. "Who did this?" Jack just shrugged as I stormed out of the room.

Walking across the main yard was Henry. I looked closer, usually just the lower years are here this early. Henry is in my year, taller than Benedict, muscular. One of those gym freaks, a genuine meat head and someone that would do anything for Bene. I looked closer to see him fiddling with his fingers, his knuckles swollen and bruised with bits of blood being cleaned off into a tissue. I couldn't help but stare at him as he noticed me watching and made his way towards the gates.