-1The teacher did the role call, and I found out what Dominik's last name was. It was Cullen. Dominik Cullen. It seemed to suit him perfectly, at least, I thought so. He terribly reminded me of vampire family from the books that I read. He was flawlessly beautiful, and pale, but not in a sickly looking way. He was also graceful and quiet, which would explain why I never heard him sit beside me.
"So," he turned and leaned towards me, "we meet again, Miss Roxane." Dominik smiled mischievously. I blushed, and nodded. "You don't speak much, do you?" He teased me, grabbing my shoulder and shaking slightly.
"I'm shy," I said, defensively, making a move to lift his hand from my shoulder. His eyes widened, and he moved his hand quickly himself. "Are you alright?" I asked him. Dominik nodded, and turned to face the front of the classroom again. I sighed quietly, and slouched down into my chair.
The teacher started the lecture about what we were going to be learning this semester. It was math class, and I hate to brag, but math comes easy to me. I would get at least 90 without trying in this class. I pulled out my binder, and started adding onto my drawing from my home room class. Ashlee asked me to borrow a pencil later in class, but it was probably an excuse to talk to Dominik.
At the end of class, Dominik was one of the first out of their chair, and out the door. I never got a chance to talk to him, which was disappointing. It was starting to look like I was never going to really meet the boy of my dreams. It was discouraging.
My last class of the day was study hall, and I didn't have any studying to do as of yet, so I headed outside to the bus loading zone, and waited alone for my bus. It wasn't long before Jason found me, and came over to talk.
"How was your first day?" he asked. I mumbled about it being alright, and he started to go on about how his classes are going to be hard, and how he should have picked easier classes.
"You know, you don't seem very, with it today, Roxy," stated Jason, finally managing to get my attention.
"Oh," I said, "I'm fine, I just didn't have a very good day today."
"Alright, well, want to talk about it?" offered Jason. I didn't think Jason needed to be let in on my secret crush on the new kid, so I shook my head, and told him that I would be fine. He seemed to like that answer alright, and we sat in silence, waiting for the bus to come. When it finally did, we filed on, and again, like this morning, Jason sat with me. At least he didn't try to talk to me tonight. I really didn't feel like talking tonight.
When we got to our stop, Jason and I got off the bus, and started walking to our own houses, which were beside each other. We had lived beside each other for as long as the two of us could remember. We said bye to each other, and went to our respective homes.
When I got inside, I started on my daily chores. I started a load of laundry, and started making dinner. Tonight, I decided on making me and my mom some pizza. I threw on a batch of dough, and while I waited for it to mix, I opened my new text books.
When the bread maker beeped, I got up and started stretching the dough onto the pan, then topping it. I threw the pan in the oven, and went to finish the laundry I started. I heard the door open, and someone shout out my name.
"I'm down here!" I shouted from the basement laundry room. I heard my mom coming down the stairs now.
"What are you making for supper?" she asked. "It smells good."
"Pizza," I answered, and she nodded. "Go get changed, and the pizza should be done by the time you're done."
"Thanks, kid," she said, and headed back upstairs. I laughed, and folded the remainder of the laundry.
After supper, I excused myself to bed, with the excuse that I was tired. When I got to my room and changed for sleep, I fell into bed. I opened my book, and read over my passage in my book. The passage about the meadow. I wanted to dream long and remember everything I dreamed about tonight.