"She had better be" I say gritting my teeth in anger. "You know what will happen if she obtains a scratch that isn't from me..."
"I know. You don't need to remind me..."
"Hope you've been subtle trailing her. I don't want her catching on" I remark, already walking out from the field and towards the old ICT centre.
"I've been invincible. I'm not called Ghost for nothing. The reason I haven't barged into her is so I maintain the status quo.
"Share her location. It's time we meet again" I smirk. Hold still Tabitha, your king is coming.
I hear a ping on my phone. I smile as i open the location Ghost just sent. It's easy to find even though it's a kind of hidden part of the school. But, I always have my ways.
Few minutes later and standing in front of the room room she is currently lodged at. I look at my left, behind two other rooms adjacent to each other, I see Ghost. He made the two fingers salute. I reply with a nod.
Almost immediately, I jerk the door to the room open. Her terrified eyes bore into mine. Those ocean blue charming and alluring eyes. She looks mystified and very shocked. Her expression is a typical example of deer in the headlights reaction.
"You..." Its obvious she wasn't excepting anyone here. Apparently, it's her place of alone time. "What are you doing here? How did you even find here?" She gulps. 
"Which are my to answer first?" I let out a low chuckle. But something gets my attention as I approach the desk she is seating on, I notice the tears on her face. I frown. I'll kill whoever made her cry. Her tears are mine. Only mine.
"Leave" she sniffles. "I don't know how you found here but I came before you... So please leave."
"The last time I checked, this classroom happens to be a part of this school and there is no restriction" I'm already standing in front of her.
"It has been a me alone space for as long as I made it habitable" she wipes her face but fresh tears are already forming in her eyes.
"It still doesn't make it your personal space. It's not one of your father's property" I notice the hurt that forms on her cute face immediately her father's name was mentioned. I guess the cunt is behind her tears. I wouldn't be surprised. 
The unshed tears in her eyes soon escapades without her permission. I know this because, I see how she struggles to hold them in. There is a limit to the emotional turmoil one can take. I guess my statement broke her last shade of control.
"Are you alright? Look if it's something I said I didn't mean it in a manner...." I comment while seating directly opposite her on the locker of the desk she is occupying. That makes her uncomfortable.
"It's not you" she cuts me off. "I just... Please just leave." She shrugs.
"I'm not taking a step if you don't tell me why you're crying. Besides, your crying face looks like that of an old man, it's nothing cute at all" that makes her smile a little. She uses the back of her palms to wipe her eyes.
"Old man really?" She rolls her eyes.
"At least that made you smile. Mission accomplished" she chuckles.
"Why are you here? I mean how are you here? This has been my me space for months now" I smirk at her statement. 
Truthfully, nothing would bring anyone here except someone intentionally on a look out for a hidden spot. Mostly no body comes here, it's hidden and it's inconspicuous.
"Guess great minds think alike. I wanted a place reeking decorum and my legs brought me here. Though, I was just walking through the corridor when I heard a faint and almost inaudible whimper. At first, I thought it was a ghost until I heard it a second time. I wanted to be the hero that saves the day" I easily lie. She's on on full laughter now.