White It out Like Glittering Wax Butterflies

Knowing Nothing Is Better Than Knowing At All...

"What are you doing here Quinn?" I said in a annoyed tone.

"That was my question."

Now, I was mad. I was doing this to get away from HIM, and now he was sitting right next to me.

"I just... need to go away..."

"But why though?"

I tightened my jaw. "I just DO Quinn..."

He sighed. "I guess I'm just not understanding this."

I picked up my bag and stormed off. I was absolutly fuming.

"Anna! Wait!"

"Damnit Quinn, GO AWAY!" I screamed, my tears threatening to fall any second.

"Just tell me why you're leaving. At least tell me what you're running from!"

"I'M RUNNING FROM YOU QUINN! DON'T YOU GET IT?! I'M RUNNING FROM YOU!"

I turned back around and quickened my pace of walking.

He grabbed my shoulder. "But why though?!"

"BECAUSE I LIKE YOU!"

We both stopped walking.

"OKAY QUINN?! I LIKE YOU! THAT'S WHY I'M LEAVING!"

Quinn's eyes looked like they were full of sorrow. He took a step towards me. "Anna, I-"

"No Quinn. Leave me alone..." I turned back around and quickly started to walk away.