A New Begging

The tardy bell rang, and kids were pushing and rushing back to their seats before Mrs. Tunet came in. I, on the other hand, was already at my seat with yesterday's assignment on the right corner of my desk. My name is Cassie R. Durand, I have short light brown hair and green eyes. My body is athletic and I stand about 5'8. The sky was a dark grey and lightning was in the background. I was staring into the parking lot when Mrs. Tunet came in, wearing an unusual yellow flowered dress.

"Good Morning class, I take it every one did their weekend homework?" Mrs. Tunet questioned. A loud moan went around the room. As Mrs. Tunet walked down each walkway listening to every excuse. My focus was outside, I noticed a boy getting out of a Black F150. He was tall, muscular, tan skinned, with dark brown hair. This boy was gorgeous; his eyes were silver with a small blue tint. My eyes stayed focused on him and nothing else. This stranger must be new to Ida Grove, because my eyes have never come across him before.

"Eh-em, Mrs. Durand, Thank-you for being the only person in class to do their homework but, please focus on class, not what's outside." Mrs. Tunet's voice almost scared the poop out of me, and I nearly fell out of my chair. A loud rupture of laughter flew throughout the classroom. My face turned pink when everyone was staring at me. In my mind, a dark rain cloud was forming over my head saying this would be a horrible day.

After my horrible introduction of the day in Reading/English Class, I swam threw the kids the hall down to Mrs. Volri's math class. This was my last class before lunch, were I usually tend to sit alone or stay and eat with Mrs. Volri. "Good Morning Cassie, nice to be back from winter vacation right?" her smile was warm, almost like a mother. I sometimes wished Mrs. Volri was my mom; my mother was killed in an accident so to speak.

"O.K., Class today we have a new student," she announced," His name is Zack Scotts, and he is new to Ida Grove." The stranger walked in and handed Mrs. Volri his paper. My eyes grew wide, in the light he was even handsomer then before. My heart jumped again, and then I realized that there were no more seats in the class except the one at my desk. I was panicking, in my head alarms were going off. Mrs. Volri looked around the room and pointed in my direction.

The handsome stranger walked down the aisle and stopped at my desk. He looked at me and gave a cute Innocent smile. He set his backpack down and stretched out his hand to me. "Hey, I'm Zack." I froze staring at his large hand, then I can't believe it but I shook his hand. Me, Cassie Rose Durand shook his hand, I never do stuff like that I'm always too scared. My voice came out a whisper, "H-Hello, I'm Cassie Durand." His smile got wider, "Cool, you have a French last name."

By the time class was over Zack wouldn't stop talking to me. He talked about anything and everything. Almost every student was staring at us. I just nodded and the occasional, "cool." The lunch bell rang and dozens of kids ran out of the room. Zack caught up with me in the hallway, "Hey, can I sit with you at lunch?" There it was again, his innocent smile. I studied him, "Sure, I guess." Zack and I sat at the table, were of course we were the center of attention. "Hey Cas, were are all your friends, or tell me about your mom?" he asked.

There was a pain in my heart, I got up and walked quickly from the room. After I got past the lunch room doors I ran out into the Dark wet Rainy Parking lot. No one had P.E. or athletics today, so if we wanted we could go outside but it was raining. I ran to the giant oak tree outside the school and sat there crying.

Loud footsteps followed me, and then they slowed down until I could hear them not even two feet away. I could hear him breathing hard, but he didn't talk yet, he just came and set next to me. After two minuets he said, "Cas, did I say something to hurt you, if I did I'm very sorry." My head turned to him with tear filled eyes, "My moms dead and I don't have any friends." There was another silence, "I will be your friend."

The bell rang calling everyone to go to class. Zack and I both were muddy and wet, as if we were rolling in the mud together. I blushed just at the thought. I had science next while he had health class, which is basically "Sex Ed". The time went by fast, and Zack and I basically passed notes all through History class. He would burst out laughing at something I wrote, only to be hushed by the evil Mr. Wats. I swear that Zack actually could be scared of Mr. Wats. I made myself laugh and ended up getting a ticket.

The end of the day bell rang, and once again a stampede of kids rushed out the door. Some of the jocks were standing there by the door, "hey Zack hurry up we still have practice after school!" Zack waved them on but they didn't go. He turned to me, "Hey Cas, how about tomorrow you and I go off campus to eat?" I was stunned, then I thought, "maybe he does want to be my friend". "Sure, Zack, but maybe you should go to practice now before your buddies destroy the hall."

I walked home, which for some reason was in the Ida Grove forest. I will never understand my dad's taste in houses. Well, it was kind of dark when I got home. Dad left some ribs out for me but he was asleep.

I ate then went up and took a shower, having all my homework finished at school. I stared at myself naked in the mirror. When I was four years of age, my dad had told me that I was a special little girl, and that I was born with these lavender markings. These markings covered just my waist so far. He never told me why or even how I was born with these markings.

I crawled under the covers after kissing my mom's photo good night and praying to God. A sweet dream of Zack awaited me tonight, falling painlessly asleep.