Hey guys! Here is chapter 2. I hope you think this one is longer than the first. Sorry some of you thought the first chapter was confusing. The point about Mitsy telling Stella about that was so Stella knew something about Bloom if that makes any sense at all. : ) This story is a romance story but Stella hasn't met Brandon yet but it will get there. Enjoy and review!

Chapter 2

I felt like i was floating my way to school this morning. I have never in my life felt like I do right now. A word to describe it is... crappy. Ya that's it! For one thing, Mitsy is driving me nuts. She won't stop talking to me. Here I am in World History my least favorite subject in the history of subjects, actually trying to pay attention. Instead all I here is Mitsy kicking the back of my desk trying to get my attention. Hell if I hadn't known that we have every class together I would have thought she was freaking stalking me! The main reason is I honestly don't know what came over me. I felt just fine until I saw what's her face out my golden window yesterday. When I saw her I felt like there was a part of me missing. One that hadn't been revealed yet. I don't know if I'm feeling this way because of curiosity or confusion. I've always felt my life had been complete... especially now that my boyfriend is Jacob.

"Miss Stella would you please answer my question?" Ugh! I hate it when teachers demand answers from me. Why the hell do they do that? It's beyond me It's not like i ever actually know what they are talking about.

"Um George Washington?" I felt like that was a safe answer until the whole class started cracking up. Well nothing new there. I'm so not know for paying attention in class. Although I find it ironic that when I actually gave an effort to do just that, it ended up no different from when i don't pay attention. I shivered as he and his deformed body came over to me and whispered,

"Detention Friday after school." I was gonna say that I already had detention from Mrs. Pratchet but since I was probably not going to attend either of them I decided not to. "Would anyone like to answer this question?"

"RIIIINNNNNGGGGG" The bell sang. Oh! Saved by the bell. I was relieved for that was the last period of the day.

"STELLA!" I didn't feel relief for very long. Once again i herd Mitsy's squeaky voice ringing in my ear. I reluctantly turned around to face her. "What's your problem? I have been calling you all day and you haven't answered. I thought you were having a comma!" That now verified that I was not the most stupid person in our school. I actually knew what a comma was! "You haven't been answering my texts that I sent you during class..." oh ya! That's why I left my phone in my locker!

"You know what Mitsy?" I exploded. I couldn't take it anymore! "You need to get a life and stop living and breathing mine. Believe it or not, I am ignoring you. So get a taste of what should have happened a long time ago and GET OUT OF MY LIFE!" Well, after I said that she exploded into tears and honestly, I kind of enjoyed it. Ya, I kind of feel bad but at this point I don't really care. I just want to go home and... well I guess there would be no point of doing that unless I was just planning to lay around on my bed. My parents are never home and...

"Ow!!!!!! What the hell!" I screamed. I was literally being pulled away from the school. I thought it was Mitsy at first but then I realized that she has never picked up anything heavier than a pencil so she couldn't have held me that tight. Am I being kidnapped? "I can call the cops you know!" I said. Oh wait! Ha! No I can't! My backpack is still at school along with my phone that I purposely left in it to avoid Mitsy! Oh joy. I am completely defenseless.

We came to a stop and I would have taken this chance to run except I was out of breath from kicking and screaming all the way to the park bench. "Ok what is your problem?"

"Your hiding something I know it." It was then when I realized that it was the red-head that I witnessed last night.

"Me? Your the one who has orange sparks fleeing from you all the time!" Wow this girl looks horrible...like she hadn't slept last night either... her make-up was a mess and she had big bags under her eyes... Oh shit! Did I go around school looking like that too?

"What? Listen. You may not notice it but you're the one that's constantly glowing." This conversation is so pathetic. Is this girl a psychopath?

"I wouldn't call that hidden talent. I just have that effect on people. You have to admit. I'm smok'n." I flashed back at her.

"You know-"

"BOOM!!!!!!!!!!" An excoriating loud noise cut her off. But it wasn't the noise that caught me off guard. It was the fact that it was coming from my house.