What Happened In Art...
After my first hour in high school I now officially feel I have tried hard enough to quit and go back home. It was only Alec's encouraging whispers and Aro's dominating words that kept me planted here, but like I said. I've only been here for an hour. Who knows how much more insanity I can take.
I jolted upright bowling over the desk that my legs had been crossed under. A couple of the girls beside me jump. Alec's gaze flew over the desk to my startled face. The teacher, Mr. Sadler merely glanced up from a group of tests he was marking.
He wasn't shocked? He didn't know how suspicious that made me. Perhaps this vampire was closer than I first thought...
An array of giggles erupted from behind me. I forced myself not to breathe, not to snap, not to murder every last one of them.
I tightened my mouth together. The shrill, long scream of the school bell continued outside of the room. It was oblivious to the fact that its sudden trill had shocked me so.
Mr. Sadler's calm voice rang throughout the class as the bell finished its speech. "You may leave."
And not a moment too soon.
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The babble of voices that surrounded me as a swiftly walked through the corridors was a mixture of both high and low. The girls little high-pitched squeals that exploded out of their mouths struck a strange feeling deep down inside; a earning? I pushed the unnecessary thought aside.
'Bathroom,' I thought wildly. 'Need a bathroom.' My eyesight was becoming clearer by the second as I searched. I consulted my map for the millionth time, and then walked a bit more.
'Gotta change my contacts, gotta change my contacts. YES!' I rejoiced as I rounded a corner. I really did not want to enter that pit yet I how could I not? Pros and Cons of contacts outweighed the Pros and Cons of natural, brilliant, garnet eyes.
Behind the safety of a pathetic lock I pulled a new set of forest, green contacts from my bag. Putting them in was easy enough. It was just the challenging of not ripping them while you attempted to tear apart the packet they came in...
The bell had long gone by the time I had succeeded in applying new colour to my face. The disorientating scratches resumed and I sighed as I tried to focus my eyes past the dyed plastic.
I glanced quickly at the clock on the dark corridor wall. 10:10. Great, I was overdue in Practical Art.
As I rounded several corners to a little too fast than humanly possible to walk I wondered where Alec was. The class I was about to enter was different to the one I'm sure he wasn't painfully enduring.
I stopped at the door; meeting it suddenly in an awkward confrontation. I moaned as my hand slid on the shiny stainless-steel handle.
'This would have been Athenadora's idea, or Sulpicia's.' I contemplated. Why had I let them chose my subjects? As I procrastinated a little more the door jolted open from the opposite side. The stupid girl almost walked into me.
"Whoa!" She herself jerked a step back. Though it was rude I stared curiously at her.
She was quite tall, almost as tall as Caius, but she had long, wavy mahogany hair they drew ringlets at the ends. Her sparkling hazel eyes lingered on me for a moment; just as curious. Though she had pale skin it sort of glowed, almost radiantly. It was incredible to see.
She let out a shy giggle; as soon as she did sunshine blew onto her face. I really was in awe of her.
"Felicity!" A sweet voice belonging to a person I could not see rounded the tall girl. "Do not stand there letting the cold in! Either leave us for the front desk or come back inside!" I heard the slightly harsher tone of the voice underlining its sweeter mask.
The tall girl slipped in a quick grin for me. "Good luck!" Her tiny mutter was almost inaudible, even for my sensitive hyper-hearing. I had to suppress a smile.
As soon as my shield left I was greeted by more stares. I skipped quickly to the young teacher's side, re-performing the same incident I had in history class.
She smiled a little then handed me a booklet detailing the current assignment the class was completing. I moved to a spare table that was located in front of a huge, large, clean window.
The task was easy enough. 'Use drawing conventions to develop work in more than one field of practical art...'
I felt the chair next to me drag along the floor before I heard it.
"Your name is Jane isn't it?" I stopped reading the assignment for a moment. The tall girl was back. I stole a peek at her from the corner of my eye; she was watching me quietly. I swallowed the venom that I had been playing with in my mouth and turned my head in her direction a bit more.
"Yup." I hoped my short answer would steer her away. She didn't seem nervous of me, not like the other girls here did.
She nodded her a little. "I'm Felicity." She seemed content as she tried to make conversation.
"You and your brother... Alex-"
"AleC." I corrected her. She stopped her sentence abruptly and lifted her head to look at me.
"What di-"
"His name is AleC. With a C not AleX with an X." I stared coldly into her eyes. It annoyed me how many people screwed up his name. It had four letters. It wasn't that hard...
She shrugged her shoulders and looked away, concentrating on her work.
'You and AleC..." She carried on. Forcefully pronouncing the C. This just annoyed me more. "...are those Italian transfers, correct?"
I frowned deeply. What more lies had Aro come up with?
"Sure." I looked up at her; fake, deceptive smile at full-throttle. "We're that."
She rolled her eyes. "Maybe you should try and make some friends." She watched my face for my stony reaction, and then looked back down. Her eyes opened wider and then smaller again as she mimicked our conversation in her head.
I resumed back to my work.
17 minutes went by until she spoke to me again.
"Where do you sit at lunch?"
As I watched my hands intertwine the ink and the paper I frowned. Why did she care?
She sighed and shrugged her shoulders as if to answer my question. "If you ever get bored of your brother, come find me..."
She stood to clean away her station. I paused and pondered. Why was she not scared of me?
"You wouldn't enjoy my company, even if you did ask." I answered as she gracefully moved between the sink and her desk. She smiled a little with her little scarlet lips; more so with her eyes as she erased a mistaken line from her sheet.
"You don't know that"
I caught her eye for a second and stared at her, trying not to act surprised yet worried yet suspicious yet stunned all at the same time.
She was really weird.
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Hope you like the chapter. I have a backbone for this story but otherwise whatever is written here is what I come up with, spur of the moment. If you have an ideas I can stitch in tell mePlease review...you have no idea how excited I get when you guys do..X
