Leana was waiting for me at my locker. She was about ready to explode with questions. I don't know why, it's not like much has happened. My day started out crappy and it got better, but I'm sure it will end just as bad. Oh, well. I shouldn't be raining on her parade.
"How was your day?" She asked as I reached for my lock.
"Fine. Average."
"Oh, come on! I know that something interesting happened!" She pressed on.
"What happened with you?" I hoped to distract her.
"I'm not forgetting to ask you again on the bus." She said with determination. "But since you asked, I'll tell you. John, you know, one of the new boys, is in my English, Science and French class! He is soooo hot. It's too bad you aren't in my French. But anyway, I was sitting there, doing my homework, when I felt a tap on my shoulder. And wouldn't you know it? It's Him! He said 'Hi' then asked for a pencil. Oh my goodness, he is so hot. He is hotter than the sun I'm sure." She kept going on about this boy while we were walking. I was just glad I didn't have to talk.
He was already on the bus. Pete. He was listening to his music already, gazing out the window. I wasn't sure if I would ever get over him. He's scarred me. I sighed as I sat down.
"Is it still bad?" Leana asked.
"Which thing?" She moved her eyes in the direction of Pete. "Yes. I don't know what to do about it. It just hurts so much. Worse than . . . " I trailed off, knowing she would understand.
"Well. We will just have to get you a man then." She declared I laughed at that. Who would want me? I was just baggage.
The rest of the ride passed by quickly. Leana could tell I didn't want to talk so she had pulled out a book. I got out my mp3 player and put on some Screamo. It helped me to . . . not feel. It really helped.
The bus stopped and Pete got off. I never looked at him when he could tell, but I always watched him get off. I know I sound stalkerish but I can't help myself. I want to kiss the kid, but I want to punch his pretty face in just as much. I mean, he is the reason I am the way I am. I started wearing darker colors, listening to more Emo music, and just acting different completely.
Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't change who I am now, but I wonder how I would be if he had never affected me. I'm sure I would be a little happier, but it's too hard to imagine.
The bus pulled up to my stop and I hurried off. I wanted to be in my room before Mother Dearest got home and told me to do things again. Sometimes, the things she says aren't that bad but other days. . .
Today must've been my lucky day. There was no one inside the house and Mom had left a message on the answering machine saying that she and Dad wouldn't be home until late! It was wonderful outside so I decided to go on another walk. I was going to clear my head of all Pete-related items and start fresh. My brain was all dusty and it was time to clean it out.
I decided to walk towards the woods again. It was cooler there and more peaceful. I listened to the birds chirping and squirrels hurrying through the leaves on the ground. I imagined that I was free of any bonds that held me back, I could go wherever I pleased.
There was a trail to my left that went deep into the woods, away from the road. I guess it was just a stupid impulse, but I turned off and went in that general direction.
Every once in a while I would check behind me to see if anyone was following, like it was secret or something. Of course, there was no one there. But I'm just paranoid.
I kept walking until the woods started to part. It was getting brighter and there was a clearing up ahead. I walked into the sun and threw my hands into the air, laughing. I must be insane. I laid down on the grass and gazed at the sky. That cloud looks like an angel . . . I smiled at that and laughed. Right. Angels.
I closed my eyes for a minute; I was wiped out. The light was getting dimmer so I opened my eyes. There were grey storm clouds above me, where the sun was. How could they have gotten there that quickly? A few seconds ago, it was a perfect day, now it's going to hurricane? What is this?
I got up but was watching the sky closely. It kept getting darker and darker and I was getting a little freaked out.
Then, searing, scorching pain. I heard a loud bang and then it went the darkest it could.
AN: Oh man, here comes some changes! Any ideas or help that you can offer would be awesome. I love being inspired!
