“Yes Mark? Welcome back. I hope you enjoyed your break?” He started to slow down his run as he approached me.
“Yes, yes Miss. It was splendid. And you?” he asked.
“Oh, I spent most of my time relaxing here,” I replied.
“My father is outside. He wanted me to ask if he could speak with you for a moment. I’m not in trouble am I?” the boy asked, clearly nervous.
“No, of course not. You are a great student!” I replied quickly, setting him at ease. “Come, let’s find your father and you will see that you have nothing to worry about.”
He nodded nervously and started to lead the way. I had no desire to see Richard, but it was for a good cause. Richard was surrounded, as per usual, by a handful of women trying to get his attention. As soon as we were spotted, he left his fan club and headed towards us.
“There you are! You are a hard person to get hold of,” Richard said.
“Mark said you wanted to see me? Is there anything wrong?” I asked.
“Wrong? No not at all,” he replied.
“See, I told you!” I said as I squeezed Mark’s arm. He smiled with relief.
“Wait!” Richard yelled, grabbing my arm as I started to walk away.
“Richard,” I whispered, shocked by his touch.
“I’m sorry, please don’t leave. I wanted to speak with you.”
“What is it?” I asked, trying to sound uninterested.
“Mark, why don’t you run along? I will see you soon.”
“Alright”!” was the reply as Mark shuffled off towards the college.
I looked at Richard with irritation. All those so-called devoted mothers had now given us their undivided attention and that was making me feel very uneasy.
“Richard, please. Everyone is looking at us now. Can’t this wait?”
“How is your leg,” he asked, releasing my arm, showing no reaction to what I just said.
“Better,” I snapped. I was still sore about him telling James about the locket the way he did.
“I just needed to see you again… Catherine, I can’t stop thinking… about you,” he whispered, looking away almost shy.
“Mr Cartwright, please stop! I don’t want to hear anymore!” I said conscious that many eyes were on us.
“Please let me finish. Seeing you that day at the cottage, terrified and hurt was unbearable. I have never cared for anyone’s well being as much as I did that day. What would have happened if I wasn’t there for you,” he added.
I couldn’t argue. After recent events, he was right. I cannot and do not want to imagine what could have happened to me. My silence seemed to give Richard false hope. He took a step closer to me.
“I know it may seem… that I enjoy all this attention,” he said looking in the direction of the mothers, “but I don’t. I never have. This is all a charade, but you… this is real, I know the difference. Please don’t leave.” He then took a step closer to me and waited. For what, I wasn’t quite sure.
“Mr Cartwright! I think your helping me that day at the cottage has given you false feelings towards me. I don’t want to hear anymore. I am going to walk away now. Please let me!”
I took a second before turning and walking away. I kept my head down as I made my way to the main building, not wanting to see who was still watching. I headed to the main doors, deciding to stay there and greet the boys as they came through. I then cowardly scouted to see if Richard had left. I wasn’t off the hook just yet. He was still standing there, looking in my direction. I looked away quickly; noticing James with his arms crossed taking a defensive stance.
I hope to God he didn’t see us talking! Who am I kidding? Of course he did and he probably saw Richard grabbing my arm. What am I going to do? I can’t possibly wait until this evening to explain. I need to speak with him now.
After convincing myself, I headed straight to James. I walked swiftly, not making eye contact with anyone. I passed Richard, who was still watching me, and his eyes followed me towards James. James was now staring straight at Richard with angry eyes. I began to think this was a bad idea, my being here.
“James?”
He turned to me then looked away.
“You should go inside.”
“Only if you come with me!” I pleaded.
James looked at me. The firm look on his face melted away as he looked into my eyes. He gave me a smile and nodded. The restraint I had to use, not to hold onto his arm, was incredible. When we arrived at the doors, James turned to me. He looked amazing. With all the tension around us, I hadn’t noticed how beautiful he looked today.
“I will not be making the same mistake twice, I promise you that!” James whispered.
“What is that supposed to mean?” I asked.
James looked around slowly. His calm expression changed quickly when he noticed Richard looking our way.
“I believe all the boys have made their way in now, and you should also. I will see you later this evening,” he said, taking a step back and making room for me to get past. I slowly looked away from him. Tearing my eyes from his wasn’t easy. My patience was wearing thin, not knowing what I should do.
The day seemed to drag on longer than usual. James was nowhere to be found and neither was the sun. The rain was relentless. Tired and cold, I made my way to the common room in search of Jules. I needed someone to talk to, even though I couldn’t talk to her specifically about what was going on, I felt relaxed and distracted in her company. When I spotted her I made my way to her quickly. She noticed me instantly. Her eyes widened and she waved her arm around for me to notice her, like she required extra assistance to stand out among all these old men.
“Catherine! There you are. You are a hard person to find.”
“So I have been told,” I replied and sat down beside her. “How has your day been?” I enquiry.
“My day? Hmmm… Let me think… Boring compared to yours, from what I hear. I knew you were keeping a secret from me. But I must confess I did not expect it to be this!” Jules cheerfully announced.
“What?”
“Now Catherine, there is no need to deny anything. I would be the first to say I know how hard it is to hide feelings for someone you love. But it’s me! You could have told me anything. I would have kept your secret.”
I was completely taken aback, and she could see it. My mouth was open and nothing was coming out.
“How long has it been going on for?” she asked excitedly.
“Jules, I am so sorry I didn’t tell you.”
“Ah! I am so happy for you both. I knew from the start that you too would make a wonderful couple.”
“You’re not upset?”
“Upset? Why would I be?”
“Keeping it from you, the sneaking around? You don’t think it’s unethical?”
“Unethical? My dear, you’re dating a student’s father not a student! Mr Cartwright is a very lucky man.”
A look of shock appeared on my face.
“Catherine, are you alright? You look a little pale.”
“Um, uh…”
What am I supposed to say now?
“Jules… you won’t tell anyone will you?” I weakly asked.
“Well, I have to be honest with you. There aren’t many people left that don’t know. Most of the teachers are aware. And the mothers. Oh, you should have heard their tongues wagging in envy this morning. That’s how I found out.”
“This is awful. I could just die,” I cried.
“Catherine, what’s this all about? You are not committing a crime. You have fallen in love with a wonderful, charming man. That is perfectly natural. My sympathy now lies with Mr Barclay.”