It's so weird to publish something all of a sudden because I've pretty much been out of commission for an eternity. Anyway, I found this in my laptop and decided to put it up just because I kind of like the way I was starting to set up the story. Enjoy!
Disclaimer:I don't own anything but my own characters.
Chapter 1
Senior year kind of sucks right now.
I scowled at the offending grade on my essay, hoping to burn a hole through it so I wouldn't have to see it anymore. Beside me I could hear my two best friends snickering at the ridiculous expression I probably had on. I'd been told more than once that my angry expressions were about as menacing as a kitten.
"It's just a C Josy." Andrew said, an annoying smirk plastered on his face.
I rolled my eyes and stuffed the paper into my backpack, "I swear to you that Mrs. Sanders has it out for me. Ever since that moment where I corrected her grammar at the beginning of the year, she's been out to get me!".
Ashley laughed, her tinkling laughter gathering some looks to our table. She was the kind of girl that everyone loved and wanted to be friends with, the Golden Girl if you will. Her perfectly curled chestnut brown hair and bright hazel eyes were something of a rarity here in the Reservation, what from being only half Quileute. Ashley had that sun kissed tan most girls would kill for because of her recent summer visit to Spain. The lucky cow.
"You're overreacting, Mrs. Sanders loves everyone." she replied, pulling out some lip gloss from her purse.
"You only say that because she loves you, just like every other teacher in this stupid school." I replied, rolling my eyes at her.
It just so happened that at that moment Mrs. Sanders strolled by. She gave me a dirty look and said, "You watch your mouth young lady, some kids aren't as privileged as you are and have no way of finishing their education."
I gave her a tight lipped smile, "Of course Mrs. Sanders."
She gave me another dirty look, smiled at Ashley and walked away. Ashley smiled back, all perfect hair and white teeth, pretty much sucking up to the bitter old woman.
"What a cow." I muttered under my breath, not sure whether I was insulting Sanders or my butt kissing best friend.
A loud booming laughter from behind caused me to jump a little and I turned around to see who was making so much noise, not that the cafeteria was generally a quiet place during the lunch hour. I rolled my eyes at the table that held the infamous "steroid junkies", also known as "Sam Uley's Gang", and various other nicknames that I could care less about. As if sensing my stare, Collin Littlesea turned around and raised an eyebrow at me. I quickly averted my eyes, turning back around and pretending to rifle through my lunch pack like I was actually looking for something.
"Now look what you've done, those steroid junkies are staring over here now." Andrew mumbled.
I shrugged, "They probably got caught in the trap that is Queen Ashley."
Ashley smirked and did a calculated flick of her hair, "Oh you know it honey!"
Andrew and I glanced at each other before bursting into a fit of giggles. Although Ashley had the aura of a queen bee and even acted like one on certain occasions, we both knew that she was as shy as Kim Conweller before she started dating Jared Thail, one of the first members to join "Sam Uley's Gang". And trust me, that girl was a twenty on a scale of one to ten shyness.
Ashley threw us a dirty look before stabbing her fork into her salad. She was a health freak that one. It wasn't that Ashley was trying to fit the image of a perfect teenage girl, it was just that she genuinely liked feeling healthy and thus her amazing body and great eating habits happened. It was also a lifestyle she was probably forced into seeing as her dad was a health freak himself, owning a gym and everything in the next town over, Forks.
"Josy, can you do me a favor and tell the coach I'm not going to practice today?" Alesha Fuller asked timidly.
The little sophomore girl fidgeted on the spot as I smiled at her, "Yea of course."
"Thanks, my mom kinda sprung on me a last minute babysitting job after school today so…yea."
"Don't worry about it, the coach loves you! He probably won't even care that you skipped today that's how much he loves you."
Alesha blushed a bright red, her tan skin lighting up slightly as she sputtered at my comment. The little sophomore girl thanked me once again and then hurried away to the other side of the cafeteria where her friends were waiting for her. I laughed slightly at her behavior, wondering just how in the hell she was related to Brady Fuller, her older brother a year below me who was also a prominent member of the "Sam Uley gang".
"How is that girl even remotely related to Brady Fuller? She's so sweet and quiet that it's hard to believe she shares blood with that pompous dumbass." Ashley mused, staring at the back of Alesha's head on the other side of the cafeteria.
A loud guffaw sounded behind us and I automatically turned around again. The group of boys referred to as the steroid junkies were all snickering loudly as Brady seemed to sulk. As if once again sensing my stare on the group, this time Seth Clearwater looked up from his laughter to lock eyes with me.
I wouldn't even begin to know how to describe the feelings that crossed his eyes at that moment. Seth's jaw dropped slightly and his expression lightened into one of pure adoration, as if he saw the most beautiful thing on the planet. Those ten seconds of solid eye contact with Seth had somehow set blood on fire and now I felt as if every cell that was rushing through my bloodstream was coated in sleeve of endorphin. My cheeks began to grow hot and my fingertips were beginning to get a tingling sensation as they warmed up as well. If it weren't for the sound of the bell that signaled the end of lunch I felt as if I would burst into flames at any second. I quickly broke eye contact with him and swallowed thickly as the tingling sensations all over my body were still humming.
"Are we still on for froyo after your track practice?" Andrew asked suddenly.
There was a low buzzing in my ears that made me feel slightly lightheaded, almost as if I had sat up too fast from laying down. I closed my eyes tightly and pressed the heel of my palms into my eyes to get rid of the sudden lightheaded feeling.
"Yea, we're still on. We do that every Friday, of course we're gonna go today." I finally replied as I blinked out the colorful dots that appeared in my vision.
Andrew drew his brows together and leaned down to get a better look at my face. I leaned back a little, feeling uncomfortable with the sudden intrusion to my personal space. He squinted his eyes at me and did a quick scan of my face.
"What's wrong with you all of a sudden? You're cheeks look really flushed and I can practically feel your body heat emanating around you."
I let out a breathy laugh and stood up slowly, the tingling was starting to subside so I clasped my hands together and rubbed them, thinking that it might disappear faster if I got my blood flowing.
"Yea, I'm totally fine! Froyo after practice, meet up at Ashley's house, and shit talk until I have to go pick up Bec from her playdate like I do every Friday!"
Ashley and Andrew shared a look before shrugging it off and bidding me farewell once we walked out of the cafeteria. While the two of them had advanced art together, I was on my way to history. Or, as I like to call it, my nap-time class. The minute I walked into the class I knew something was off. I caught my bottom lip between my teeth and started chewing on it, a habit that I tended to do when I felt something wrong was going to happen. After settling in my seat at the front of the class and by the windows, I folded my arms on the desk and laid my head down. Mr. Landess was always at least 15 minutes late to class so I took that time to focus on blocking out all the noise and taking my first short nap for that period.
My eyes slid close and I relaxed as much as I possibly could in my seat before the atmosphere in the class seemed to shift from random noise to purposeful whisperings. There was a presence that was starting to close in on me and I wondered who it was that wanted to talk to me when I knew everyone in this class knew that this was strictly my designated nap time. The hairs on my arm rose on end and the tingling sensation that had completely disappeared on my walk to the class came back full force. I clenched my eyes shut and pressed my warming fingertips hard into my arms. What in the hell is happening to me? I felt the heat climbing back up to my cheeks and I huffed in annoyance. A looming presence stopped in front of my desk and I had to swallow nervously when the tingling in my fingertips increased. I picked up my head and stared straight into smoldering chocolate brown eyes. Smoldering chocolate brown eyes that I had had an intense ten second staring session with not even twenty minutes ago. I felt my eyes widen comically as the boy in front of me suddenly smiled like he was a kid in a candy shop.
"Hi, my name's Seth Clearwater."
Yup, senior year definitely kind of sucked right now.
