Recently Sam Uley the leader of the La Push "gang" had been checking me out, he always looked at me expectantly like he was waiting for em to join his little gang or soemthing. That was never going to happen, he is such a mature asshole. All he and his friends are huge, as in muscle and body mass. None of them were under 6' and they all weighed about 200 in sheer muscle. What I wouldn't give to have a body like that, then all the girls would be after my hide. Not like alot arn't already, but hey what can I say I am a sexy guy. I never really dated cause I have an atitude problem diagnosed as ADAD or Anger Distress Action Disorder. Or when ever I get really angry I lash out and hurt people. ADAD had controlled my life, High School sucked and still does as I am only a junior. The only Junior in all of La Push High without a family.
I felt sick and like I was gonna throw up or explode, either or both. But I hadn't missed a day of school since I was 5. I had always been strong, no sickness or broken bones had kept me from school not ever. I had been strong and relentless since I was 5, there was no way I wa quiting and givign up now. Just because of some little sickness. In all honesty, I m not okay, I feel like shit. My head is pounding, my body feels like it s on fire and any sudden movement makes me feel as if I m going to throw up. The drive to school was dreadful. My body just ached and my concentration was going astray. I was happy when I reached the school parking lot. I rested my head on the steering wheel and took deep breathes. I knew I was early so I just sat in the same position not caring how I looked. I heard the bell ring in the distance. I pulled myself out the truck and grumbled.
The morning was probably the worst in my life. I felt worse than I did earlier. The pain was everywhere, I felt as if my body just wanted to tear apart. My friend Jared hadn't showed up yet, and I was just chilling with Dave and Aaron. We had all been buddies since like 4th grade, inseperable. But Jared and I were atached at the hip. WE had known each other since we were 5 he had helped me through everything. We were like twins or some thing.
Where s Jared? I pulled my head up off my arms and looked around the table. We were currently sitting in the cafeteria.
I don t know, I text him this morning, but he never text me back I hadn t even noticed that he hadn t turned up.
He s probably ill as well Dave commented. I just nodded.
Listen man, I really think you should go home. You look like shit! Aaron told me. I just lowered my head on to the table and tried to block out the voices in the cafeteria. Why is it that when your ill everything seems to sound so much louder. The buzzing of everyone speaking was making my head spin. The mindless giggling of a group of girls on the table next to us was the final straw. I swiftly sat up and glared over at the girls.
What s up, Paul? Dave asked me concerned. I ignored him as I stood up, wanting nothing more than to get out of there.
He s probably finally listening to me and is going home I heard Aaron say as I started to walk away. I turned and forced my glare on him. He seemed shocked.
Nobody tells me what to do I snared and growled in his direction before pulling myself out of the cafeteria, I was vaguely aware of people watching me. The doors swung shut behind me and the peaceful, empty corridor was heaven. I dragged myself down the halls, stumbling every so often. I stopped in front of my locker. I went to open it but my body was too weak. I slid down on to the cool floor, my head resting gently on the locker behind me. The coolness from the surfaces was relaxing and calmed my tense muscles down. I closed my eyes and took deep breathes.
Guilt over took me as I thought of how I had just spoken to Aaron. He didn t deserve that, neither did Dave. They were both just looking out for me and I throw it straight back into their faces. As soon as my body is functioning properly, I will go and apologize.
What s up with you Paul? I heard a vile, manly voice say in front of me. I knew who it was instantly. Matt. I am not in the mood for a fight. How did I not hear him coming? I ll just ignore him. Not going to answer me This is how it started every time, whether it was me taunting him or him taunting me. Both ways it was settled with a fight, but today no way was I throwing the first punch. Hopefully he will just go away. Answer me He was getting pissed now. I couldn t help but let the smirk pull at my lips when I realized how I didn t have to say a word for him to get irritated.
It went quiet and I breathed out deeply thinking he had left. I listened. The hall was too quiet. The air around me moved and I quickly ducked my head as a something smashed into the locker, where my head once was. What the hell? I heard Matt s voice echo in the corridor. He was right in front of me. I opened my eyes and moved my head back up. He had a look of shock written across his features. How-how did you move so fast? He stuttered and started to back away. I felt my body shake as I stood up, suddenly feeling stronger. In fact, I felt invincible. His question struck me as odd. What does he mean move so fast? All I did was move away from his fist .when I had my eyes closed. I shocked myself, but I composed it quickly and smirked at him. He was still moving backwards along the corridor. I felt a breeze blow on the side of my face and turned to see Bella had just walked through the cafeteria door and swung it shut. She hadn t seen us yet.
I felt a hard object hit the side of my face, but it didn t hurt. Matt was clutching his hand. The object that had hit me was his fist. I grasped, normally when we fight a blow like that would knock me to the ground, but no, I didn t even flinch this time. Something was wrong.