Crudele Part Two
But as I'm waiting there the devil on my shoulder stares
Laughing at the one thing I can't get is what I need
"So Wonderland," Gary announced dryly, "Ready to meet your demise?"
Alice snarled at her newly founded nickname. She glanced his way which caused her to immediately scowl. He was smirking down on her, his eyes gleaming with mirth. Part of her admired his sheer lack of chivalry. The other part, however, waited for the chance to burn his face and damn it to hell.
"From what?" she snapped
His eyes narrowed a bit, his smirk faltering, "You'll see."
She sighed in frustration as she walked away. If Gary wasn't going to tell her anything, it was pointless to stay near him. She knows little of that boy, and yet, she already despises him. Getting to know him was not on her list of priorities; not like she did want to anyways.
Walking over to an empty table, she sulked into her seat, taking note of her surroundings. It was a rather odd room; but then again, it was Biology. Dark stains littered the countertops, gravely reminding her of blood. In a far corner, a peculiarly large Venus fly trap lay motionless, only once in a while twitching.
Hearing the click of a door, Alice turned to the sound, finding an old and should be retired teacher step into the room. His eyes were slightly drooped, giving her the impression that he was a bit slow or tired.
"Well class, today we will be dissecting a frog." He informed, waving his hands to the trays
The teacher walked through the isles, scanning over each student. As his gaze landed on Alice, he glared at her.
"You must be Ms. Parker." His eyes scanned her body, which made her shift in her seat.
"I don't recall jeans and a t-shirt being the school uniform."
Alice had forgotten to change into the uniform. She wished to stay in her current clothes, but knew if she did, she would hear no end to it. She would have to change sooner or later.
"I know, I didn't get the chance to change yet."
"Make sure you see to it that it's done."
She nodded in reply. He glared at her for a moment, before continuing down the isle. As he reached the front desk, he sharply turned and redirected his attention to the whole class.
"Dissect the frog before the end of class."
Glimpsing toward the table, her stomach churned at the sight of the dead specimen. It was as though the animal was killed a month ago and left to rot, as a foul odor had already started to accumulate.
"Now get to work."
Snapping her head up, she furrowed her brows at the teacher. He could not possibly be serious as to make them do this…assignment, without a slightest bit of instructions. What is she supposed to do? Biting her bottom lip, Alice turned in her seat towards the desk behind hers.
"Excuse me," she spoke, gaining the attention of a rather odd girl, "What am I supposed to do?"
The girl blinked at her for a few moments, bringing her hand up to fixate the glasses that began to fall. Wordlessly, she snatched a piece of paper from the student beside her, earning her a glare.
"You have to dissect all the organs listed on the paper." The girl explained, shoving the paper towards her
"All?" Alice questioned, grabbing the paper and examining it
"Yeah, or Mr. Slawter will make you redo the assignment again."
"Well, thanks." She mumbled
"Oh," the girl quickly said, before Alice got the chance to turn around, "The name's Beatrice by the way."
"Alice." she responded with a curt nod
"The new student!" Beatrice suddenly perked up, her voice raising an octave
She was taken aback a bit, surprised at the sudden change in character of the girl so called Beatrice. Just a moment ago, it looked as though Beatrice wanted nothing to do with her. Now, it seemed that Beatrice was ready to write a biography. Had she not earlier heard the teacher call her?
"Yeah, that's me." She slowly replied
"Sorry if I seemed rude earlier, I kind of assumed that you were a minion of Gary."
"Gary?" she asked, her eyes furrowing
For a quick moment, she had forgotten about that strange boy. He was already becoming a thought in the back of her mind.
"Oh," she mumbled, quickly looking sideways to the said boy. He was leaning against the table, staring at an untouched frog. "Him."
"Yeah, the psychopath." Beatrice explained, promptly staring at Gary too
Alice turned her attention back to her, face contorted into mass confusion. Just when she was about to demand an explanation, Beatrice intervened.
"Well," Beatrice started, dragging the word out slowly. Her eyes flickered toward Gary then back. Leaning over the table, Beatrice motioned Alice closer, bringing her voice to a whisper. "Gary isn't quite the sane type. He's actually on medication."
Beatrice seated herself again, pushing her glasses upwards onto the bridge of her nose. Alice blinked at her several times, shocked at the news. Beatrice said nothing but instead took favor in simply nodding.
Alice tapped her fingers on the table, still not sure of what she should make of the newly founded news.
"How do you know that?" she asked, shifting in her seat uncomfortably
"Oh, Jimmy told me."
"I know that name," she started, her head tilting to the side. Of course, she remembered his name; she just couldn't remember which face it had belonged to. There were two other boys along with Gary; Petey and Jimmy. She was never one that was good with faces.
"Short bald boy." Beatrice bluntly put out
"Ah! Yes, him. Buddha boy."
"Buddha boy?" Beatrice questioned, stifling a small laughter, "Where did you get that?"
Alice nonchalantly shrugged, "I don't know, that's what he reminded me of when I saw him the first time."
"That's funny, I have to remember that."
Before Alice could respond in any way, she heard someone clear their throat from behind her. Beatrice's eyes widened for a moment, before her eyes quickly casted downwards. Her hands fumbled with the objects around her, as she aimlessly tried to do something. By the way she had reacted; Alice knew that the person wasn't going to be at all pleasant.
"Ms. Parker." A gruff voice called from behind
She froze in her seat, afraid that if she were to turn, she would be greeted by the teacher. Oh, it was only the first day of school, and yet she was already going to be in trouble.
"Ms. Parker, don't ignore me you insolent brat." The voice exclaimed rather loudly
Strange, that did not sound as though it would be from a teacher. Twirling in her seat, Alice faced the perpetrator. It was only then that she regretted doing so.
"Gary." She simply said, her eyes narrowing
"Who else did you think it was?" he scoffed, his arms crossing, "Your imaginary friend?"
"No, of course not." she retorted, her voice rising to an unbearable sweet voice, "I thought I'd see a handsome six foot guy standing there. But no, all I saw was a short dwarf headed dimwit."
His smirk turned into a wicked tilt. He strolled forward, brunette eyes shrewd. Uncrossing his arms, he entrapped her body within his arms, precariously brushing against her as he leaned against the desk behind her. He took that last step that brought him near enough to touch, his body heat radiating off him onto her.
"I know the feeling." He whispered, "When I heard there was going to be a new girl, I expected a voluptuous beautiful woman, yet all I saw was a hideous pompous bitch."
Her lips curled into a frown, all the while her teeth clenching. She had expected a come back, but was no where near mentally prepared for what he would say. Her eyes remained unfazed, yet she knew that his words had hit a nerve.
"Move." She commanded, putting all her certainty into her voice
He simply smirked at her, but nonetheless obeyed. Taking a step back, he released her from his imprisonment. Still frowning, she asked him what his point was in coming over.
He simply shrugged and replied, "I just wanted to know what you two were talking about. I noticed you two looking at me. Figured it couldn't hurt to come and visit."
"Well, you can leave now."
"Look Wonderland," he started, stuffing his hands into his pockets, "Lose the attitude. You're not going to get anywhere in this school with it."
"Just leave Gary." Alice sighed out, her patience dissolving into a thin line
"Calm down," he said, draping an arm over her shoulders. She had tried to shrug him off as she did before, but failed as he squeezed her shoulder into a painful grip. "You don't want to be put on medication do you?"
"Possibly; if it means feigning sickness and getting out of this hell hole, then I might consider it."
Alice felt his fingers curl painfully around her shoulder, almost bringing tears to her eyes. Suddenly, he released his grip on her shoulder, only to wrap his arm around her neck. Fear crossed through her mind for a moment. A chin rested softly onto her other shoulder, a warm breath breathing down onto the nape of her neck. She remained frigid, hearing his steps as he stood directly behind her.
The fool – what exactly were his intentions of doing something so…cruel.
His hand barely brushed against her leg, grasping a part of the stool to lean on.
"You just might be of some use to me." He muttered
With that said, he quickly released her. Hands hooked into pockets, he shrugged and casted a derisive smirk. Mutely, he waved and turned on his heel, returning to his seat.
"I guess he isn't gay then." Beatrice acknowledged
How can the only thing that's killing me make me feel so alive?
And I couldn't speak, I couldn't breathe to save my life
.:=:.
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