Immortal love Ch. 2
"Wendy it's time to wake up!" My mother called me from the bottom of the stairs, waking me from my dreams. In every dream all I saw was Kenny tackling me out of the way. I hovered above the whole scene as it played out repeatedly. I removed myself from the bed taking off my clothing getting into the shower to do my hair. I walked downstairs and had my breakfast that my mom laid out before I left for school.
I was ready to have everyone point at me and spread rumors on how I was the death of Kenny, I felt like crap before I even walked into the school. Hearing the chatter of everyone rang through my head as I walked through the hallway but none of it was about Kenny. His death was reported last night and no one is talking about it. I turned the corner to see Kyle talking to someone but I couldn't see who.
"Hey Kyle, who's your frie-" I was stunned and just stared at Kenny who was standing in front of me. "Wendy you OK? Looks like you seen a ghost or something." Kyle said snapping his fingers in my face to grab my attention. I simply nodded before turning away and running to the girls bathroom dropping my backpack on the floor next to the sinks.
"What the hell is happening, he died, this can't be happening." I heard the door open and saw Bebe and some of her friends walk in looking at me and laughing.
"Sorry for stealing your boyfriend, but what can I say, I have a thing for football captains." She said laughing closing the stall door. I grabbed my back and stormed out of the bathroom to my first hour where I knew she wouldn't be. The whole hour I couldn't even focus on school, but only Kenny. How was he alive, and why doesn't anyone remember him dying. Was I going insane, or am I still in a dream.
"Wendy are you even paying attention?" Mrs.. templet asked as she smacked my desk with her ruler. I shook my head snapping back to reality. "Yes, I'm listening." I clearly lied, and honestly I don't know why I even bothered to lie. "Then what's the answer to the question on the board?" She asked walking back to the chalk board holding out a piece of chalk for me.
I managed to solve the question even though I wasn't paying attention. I started to walk to my 2nd hour seeing Kenny in the hallway again, just looking at him sent shivers down my spine. "Wendy, I heard what happened with Stan." I heard the voice coming from behind me. The voice was Eric's, I was going to ignore him but he felt sorry for me and actually told me that he could hang out with him, Kenny, and Kyle.
2nd hour was nothing special, except for Kenny sitting 2 seats away from me. The whole hour I was staring at him. He had his hood up as he always did, and still even when we were children it muffled his voice. I wanted to see what the back of his head looked like to see if the scar was still there.
"Kenny take off your ridiculous hood and come up here." Mr.. Garrison told him as he gave Kenny a piece of chalk. I watched as Kenny walked up to the desk taking off his hood but only enough to uncover his mouth, the back of his head was still shrouded in the hood.
He answered the question and sat back down in his desk getting a glance of me staring at him, I quickly looked away, but I knew he saw me staring.
The bell rang and I quickly jumped up leaving the classroom in a hurry only to have a hand gently find it's way to my shoulder. "Are you alright Wendy?" I turned around and felt the shiver go down my back seeing Kenny standing in front of me. I just stood there in silence not knowing what to say. He looked like he actually was worried about me, he probably knew what happened between Stan and me.
"You look worried and scared, are you going to be al-." I cut him off by covering his mouth with my hand. "Kenny, why are you alive." I said staring into his eyes. He showed no emotion or any form of shock from the question. He simply motioned for me to follow him around the corner where there were barely any students.
"So you want to know how I'm here." He said to me. I felt fear and excitement flow through me. "you died last night Kenny, how are you here, and why does everyone seem like they don't know you died." I asked still feeling the shiver go down my back.
"The answer is simple Wendy... I can't die."
