Chapter One
The school bell went off with a ding, signaling the start of fifth period; English. Ruby fished a book out of her school bag. A small paperback book with a magnifying glass on the front cover, the words "Cat Detective" in the center of the magnifying glass.
Ruby set the book down on the wooden desk in front of her while the teacher called from a desk at the back of the room.
"For the first half of the class, half the class will write while the other reads. Then at the halfway mark it'll switch so people who have been reading will write, and vice versa for the people who were writing," The teacher called out, his scruffy beard twitching. "Everybody got that? Good."
Ruby looked around with a bored expression, noting her sister reading what looked to be a motorcycle magazine at the other side of the room. A few people had pencils out writing slowly; others lazily flipped the pages of their books.
The girl sitting next to Ruby pulled a notebook and a silver pen out of her bag before leaning back in her chair. Her black hair becoming slightly un-tucked from the grey beanie that sat on her head. She noticed Ruby starting to stare at her, and turned her head to look at Ruby, a annoyed expression taking over her face.
She's so pretty… Wait what? Why do I think she's pretty? Ruby thought to herself.
"Can I help you?" The ebony haired girl asked.
Oh no, oh no, oh god, she's talking to me! Ruby mentally panicked.
"sorryyou'rejustreallyprettysorrysorrysorryIdidn'tmeantobotheryouI'msosorry" Ruby jumbled out.
The beanie wearing girl stared at Ruby for a moment trying to make sense of what she'd just heard. Her forehead scrunching for a moment, as her eyes narrowed.
"Okay, then" The beanie wearing girl said, lingering on the okay for a few seconds.
Did she say I'm pretty? The ebony haired girl wondered.
"I'm, uh, I'm Ruby." Ruby said, hesitating for a moment.
"Blake. It's, Uh, nice to meet you Ruby." Blake said.
Blake turned her gaze back to the open notebook on her desk.
What should I write? Blake asked herself. Poetry? Why not.
Just as she was about to start writing she noticed the girl beside her, Ruby, had fallen asleep. Her book open a few pages, atop her head.
Heh, kind of cute. Like a little kid. Blake thought, a small exhalation of air leaving her nose, as a smile spread across her lips.
Blake wrote of new friends.
Ruby dreamed of new love.