A piece of peanut butter sandwich hits my face and hits the ground with a plunk, I glare at Nancy Bobofit. But she just laughs and carries on aiming at me and Grover. Grover's my best friend, well actually my only friend, he walks around in crutches but don't let that fool you; you should see him run for enchiladas in the cafeteria. Grover must have been held back a few years though, he has stubble, much taller than the people in my class and always wear baseball caps. I've asked him why, but he wont tell me!
Anyway; I take out my lunch, a measly ham sandwich and apple.
"Are you going to eat that?" Grover asks breaking the comfortable silence between us. I sigh and hand it too him, and then continued staring into sky.
"Geez, stop brooding! It's getting annoying. You've nearly stayed a whole year at this school, we should be celebrating!" He says cheerfully, even as he unknots another chunk of food from his curly hair. I glance at Nancy who was jittering with her posse.
"I'm always like this." I say calmly, I skewer him with a look that could kill. His smile falters for a second and he shudders, but Grover recovers quickly. Sometimes I find my self wondering why he is my friend, I've been told I'm cold at heart, I have black raven hair, I'm as pale as milk and easily 6ft tall. Even I have to admit that I like night better than day. And my eyes turn a scary scarlet when I'm angry. Mum told me that I was special and different from other people, that this was a gift from my father. A Gift? More like curse! Who ever my dad is, if he made me this monster that I am, I will kill him. These feeling stirred a primal rage within me, suddenly I needed to destroy something, beat it to a bloody pulp, and end its life quickly. Grover must've seen it in my face because he slapped my arm.
"Snap out of it!" He whispered urgently.
But then Nancy came over…