Chapter 2 is here! it took me forever but here we go!
The First Day Again
The times have changed me since the first of the last nights with Jacob. I've gotten better at hiding in the trends, accents, slang, technology, and whatnot. I have come to like to hide myself in the crowd- as soon as I can pass for his age- and let him find me. He always finds me, but these days are different so I cannot be sure. Antaré came to me when Jacob entered New York High School, Home of the Patriots, as a freshman. Then the 'ever-wise' Galia decided that he wouldn't allow me to start the journey to kill another piece of myself until the very last session of his senior year.
So now Jacob and I have all but our second class together, and I have to make him love me so I can kill him again.
The first day, it is not a great thing so far. Jacob stole a few glances but I was trying to look as though I wasn't dying to run out of my seat and tell him how I've missed him and such. I focused on the intricately carved weed leaf on the desk until passed out the English assignment for the day. Now I'm in Cooking 3, my second hour, baking cookies for the senior bake sale that they'll have during the open house.
"Hey you!" someone said, "Not you Craig, the new chick behind you!"
The Craig guy tapped my shoulder, "Ava wants you."
"Okay…" I said confused.
"God, Craig are you that stupid? I'm right next to her almost, I can tell her I want to meet her myself," Ava said in a tone that I wasn't sure if she was snotty or joking.
"Okay, Okay, Ava," Craig said, he then saw I was very confused still and told me, "Ava's cool. She's just glad that she doesn't have to talk to me always."
"I'm Ava," she reached for my hand and shook it as she eyed Craig playfully, in a silly manner.
"Annika, you can call me Ani," I replied finally starting to see Ava and Craig's friendship.
"Craig," Craig waved to me.
"Ani," I waved back.
"The bells' 'bout to ring, maybe tomorrow you can sit with us Ani?" Ava asked.
"It be fun," Craig emphasized the fun.
"Sure, it would," I said, happy they befriended me.
As soon as the bell rang, the class was gone from the class room and I was the last out. I heard his voice surrounded by laughter as soon as the door fell closed behind me. I began to turn to go to third hour, no matter how many years it's been, he will always give me the butterflies as people call it now.
"New girl! Wait up!"
He was talking to me; pain fell over me from all the years. Pull it together! I thought, now, turn around and say hello to Jacob. You can do it.
"Uh. Hi?" I said.
"Hi, I'm Jacob," he held out his hand, "I'm in your first hour, didn't get to properly introduce myself to you then because of Greenwood's long assignment."
Shake the hand Ani! Shake the hand! I screamed at myself.
I shook the hand, "I'm Annika, call me Ani if you like," I didn't want to let go but I had to.
"What's your next class, Ani?" He asked.
"History, with Irwing," I answered.
"What a coincidence, me too," he was happy; I could see that glitter in his eye when he was happy, "Hey! Why don't I walk with you there! You must be in need of a guide."
"How'd you know! I am so in need of a guide," it's as easy as breathing with him, there isn't any need to try with him, we just understand each other like bread and butter or salt and pepper.
"Well I am at your service," he said with his great smile, it entraps you; it makes you feel selfish, even guilty just by looking at it.
"Your assistance is very appreciated," I smiled back.
Then I went straight back into wondering: "why us?", "when will this end?", "how long do we have?". I could barely keep attention to Jacob's tour as we walked to history. Would I be to late this time? No. I pushed that thought away. Jacob will always be my Jacob, for I will never allow him to be engulfed by the Darkness, never.
