All Wolves Cry

Chapter 3: Avoiding you

"... Out Out brief candle!

Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player

That struts and frets his hour upon the stage

And then is heard no more: it is a tale

Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,

Signifying nothing. (Macbeth pg.77)

All right does anyone understand what Macbeth was saying in that passage?"

The room went silent.

"Anyone? Sirius?"

Ms.MacGonall asked dispersedly.

I stared up at her, from my desk in the very back of the class.

She had given up trying to put me next to her; I made trouble no matter where I was seated.

I placed my hands behind my head, hugging my shoulders and shot her a cocky grin.

"Bang 'em while you can."

MacGonall sighed and rubbed her forehead.

"Thank you for your insightful comment Mr. Black... Ah! Mr.Lupin late again are we?"

She snapped rounding on the small amber haired boy as he tried to slink into his seat. Startled he stared up at Ms.McGonall, wincing slightly, he hung his head

"Y-yes I'm very sorry."

He whispered. This was his 12th day in a row being late for 1st period!

Man this kid was pathetic! Now even I was late that much!

"I really am very sorry..." He muttered wringing his hands.

"Sorry is no excuse Mr.Lupin. Now if you'd be so kind as to open you copy of Macbeth to page 77,you can join in on our class discussion."

The amber haired boy nodded his bowed head and took out his book flipping it open to the desired page.

"Now let me ask this one more time, does anyone know what Macbeth was really talking about?"

Slowly a timid hand slipped into the otherwise soundless air. The hand shook ever so slightly as the teacher turned happily to find that someone was actually answering a question.

"AH!...yes Remus."

"He was talking about death and how we are born to die. Every day we are dieing just a little more and that we try to become great and rich but in the end it shall get us no where. The only thing that we actually need to live for is the here and now, for our greatness or riches won't matter later on..."

I rolled my eyes.

"Very good Remus. Very well done!!"

Ms.MacGonall was now officially on cloud nine. She nearly hugged the poor boy. Even though she scolds Remus everyday fro being late she adores the kid.

He's a genius. He sweet. He's honest. He kind. He's respectful. And he's cuter than a freakin' puppy...perfect child. He's the kid a father would be proud to have their darling little princess bring home.

So very unlike my self.

Me, how do I put it?

I 'm the boy the so-called 'little princesses' date under their dear old dad's nose.

I'm smart don't get me wrong. I get straight A's. I just don't make it public...

I'm not sweet kind or very respectful.

I'm honest, may be too honest...but not in the same way.

As for cute...not to be conceded, but I'm the Adonis sex god of them all.

I even have a fan club. It's called, "The Dog Star Gazers". Creepy huh?

And that whole Adonis Sex god thing is all their doing. (While actually it's my DNA's but…they were the ones that gave it a title.)

I scratched my head as Remus continued to answer Ms.McGonall's Macbeth questions and the rest of the class slept, or passed notes.

Remus was starting to get uneasy. I could tell, by the way he was slinking back further in his chair.

I kind of felt sorry for the kid; he left is other school to get away from this kind of shit.

I only had 2 classes with him (he took all the advanced courses) but from what I hear the teachers are just gaga over him.

'Remus is so quiet and respectful!'

'Remus is such a great student..."

"So well behaved and he does wonderful work."

Cheesy things like that.

I'd made good work of avoiding the shrimp. After our little 'run in', I decided it best to keep my distance from him.

Like I said I'm not a people person and make an effort to avoid psychical contact and verbal commutation with them at all cost.

I didn't see or hear from him. I actually get the feeling he's avoiding me.

Every time we make eye contact he gets this weird look on his face and walks away as fast as possible. It makes me wonder if he's afraid of me.

I'm cool with that. That just means I don' have to strain my antisocial brain for a somewhat steady but utterly random conversation with a 16-year-old genius the size of a 14-year-old girl.

"Hey Sirius! Will you sign this? PLEASE!!!"

Not looking up from my pizza I held out my hand for a pen to sign the paper the Squealing mob of girls (and boys) had just shoved in front of my face.

"EEEEEEEEEEEE!! Thank you Sirius! You ROCK!!!!!"

I had no idea what I was signing and didn't really care, just as long as I wasn't signing some weird permission slip to let my mob of fan girl (and boys)

Poke me, prod me, and/or veto all the restating orders I had against them...

"Here now leave me alone and take your uh...my groupies with you."

With one last squeal the mob of fan girls (and boys) left.

With my view no longer blocked I saw no other than Remus Lupin.

Sitting at a table by him, looking at the table sadly.

Had he finished eating? There was no way lunch had only just started...

Maybe he had forgotten his lunch. Yeah...that's possible.

'No. He always sits there, without a lunch everyday you know that.'

"So maybe he's not hungry."

'That's a lie as well...does he look like he's not hungry?

"No."

I stared at my pizza and unopened soda bottle, realizing that I just had to...

I sigh and pick up my tray ...I can't believe I'm about to do this...

"Here..."I say setting my tray in front of the thin boy.

He looks at the pizza and than up at me, those bright golden eyes shining as brightly as ever.

I place my hand on top of his amber haired head...

"Try and bring something to eat next time...cause I'm not going to be feeding you every day. I'm serious –pun not intended- you're way to skinny for this no eating shit. Pack yourself a lunch okay?"

His golden eyes widened and than broke into a smile.

I decided now would be a good time to walk away quickly before he has the chance to engage me with another meaningless conversation.

I stop half down the hallway.

'Why'd I just do that?'

I'm never nice to anyone...I never do anything just because it seems right. I mean I'm not heartless...but...Why?

"...Sirius?"

I whip around to see the Remus staring at me golden eyes shining and panting heavily.

NO! Damn I knew I shouldn't have stopped to think things over.

Now I'm trapped and if I ran away he would likely follow.

Damn human confrontation.

"Yeah what is it Lupin?"

He looked startled at the use of his last name and than smiled.

"Thank you...for the food and for everything else, I'd like to repay you but... I don't have anything to give..."

"That's okay I didn't give you the pizza just so you'd give me some cash as a return in gratitude did it because you look like you were going to pass out if you didn't eat."

He smiled weakly staring down at his hands as he wrung them.

"I know but you're the first person to ever care about me"

I froze...Oh hell no. He did not just say that... please tell me he didn't say that!

Once they say that they end up saying something like

"I love you." Or "You're my only friend." Or something equally sappy.

"Now read my lips Lupin. I do not care about you...I don't give a damn about your scrawny ass. The reason I took you home it's because I hit you with my fucking car and to leave you laying in the street would be heartless, and the thing with the pizza...don't make anything out of it."

"I know that...but thank you all the same..."

"Yeah whatever..."

I said tuning my back on him and shoving my hand in my jean pocket.

I had to stop seeing this kid...

I was actually starting to like being around him.