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Chapter 10: Cheery Yellow

Carlos POV

I parked my car in the upper school parking lot and turned off the engine. I grabbed my bag before I slammed the front door shut and beeped the alarm. The parking lot looked deserted and for good reason, it was a half-hour before school started. I needed to ask my English teacher a question about the poetry assignment. I wanted to read my poem for the class, before anyone else.

I headed toward the main building in the middle of the campus where my English class was located. I walked up to the third floor and headed for the third music room. It had to be the weirdest place to have an English class but I enjoyed it because it made me feel like it wasn't a classroom. She clacked away on her keyboard when I opened the door.

"Mrs. Griffin? Can I ask you something?" I became nervous for some reason. I didn't know what had caused it but I still couldn't shake the feeling. Her smile calmed me down a little, not much but just enough.

"Sure Carlos. What's up? How's Logan doing?" Mrs. Griffin knew about Logan and always kept asking about him, even though she knew nothing had changed. I thought it was a nice gesture.

"Nothing's changed except he smiled yesterday. I finished the poetry assignment and was wondering if I could read it today in class. I kinda made it about Logan." I blushed when I mentioned the poem to her.

"Of course you can read it in class today. Could I read it now? That is, if it's okay with you." I smiled nervously and handed her the paper out of my backpack. I watched her eyes scan the lines before a grin appeared on her face.

"I would love to read it for all of my classes today, if you would allow me. I understand if you wouldn't want me to read it to my other classes." Mrs. Griffin gave me a pleading look and I caved. I agreed to let her read it to her classes so long as my name was mentioned.

Luckily, I had Mrs. Griffin's class for my first period of the day. She made the announcement that I would be starting the readings. I fidgeted behind her podium and staring at the piece of paper containing my deepest feelings. I started reading while trying to gauge the class' attitude towards it. Everyone's jaws had hit the desk when I finished the last line.

"I don't know if I want to go after that!" Jake said from the back of the class.

"It was SO cute! I loved it." A girl whispered in the front. The whole class was abuzz with praise about how personal I went, how cute it was, or that I should write more. I didn't notice that the principal was standing in the door way.

"Mrs. Griffin, Mr. Garcia could I speak with both of you outside for a moment?" I slowly made my way to the door, following Mrs. Griffin. Mr. Grant shut the door before he started talking.

"Mr. Garcia that was the best poem I have ever heard from a student. I would like to offer my deepest sympathies and compliment you on your poem." I dumbly nodded unable to form a sentence. Mrs. Griffin thanked him before he left. When I walked back inside the class everyone cheered and said that they wished their poems were half as good as mine.

Logan POV

Yellow was next. I walked toward the orb and the light blinded me again. Everything happened like the other two times except this time the person was already there. A pretty face, long-ish hair, dressed to kill, of course it was James. I wasn't completely surprised because I figured I would be seeing people I had met before. After myself and my deceased mother I honestly thought my father would be next.

James looked happy even though he was completely yellow. He shifted before starting another trial for me.

'Happiness is truly hard to find, yet you think you have found it. What makes you think that you are truly happy?' His cheery voice made me feel confused because I never considered myself being happy. Carlos made me feel happy by just being there and I wasn't happy before I met him.

"The simple fact that I have smiled for the first time since my mother died makes me think I am truly happy. It's not that I smiled, but the reason why I smiled. I have people who love me and their love fills me with happiness." James grinned like a madman before the light warped me back to the room with the orbs/pillars. I stared at the yellow pillar wishing that I could just get out of here. This time the paragraph made me feel like the next one would be even harder.

'Love doesn't necessarily equal happiness. Smiles could be just a mask of real pain. Is their love real or are you simply deluded? Should you really be smiling, just look where you are? You won't get out; the first three are just the beginning.' Just reading that sentence made my stomach sink. I knew that I would get out of here, wherever here was. I needed to return to Carlos!

Carlos POV

All throughout the day everyone who had heard my poem complimented me on it. I felt like a mini-celebrity. I sadly thought if I should be this happy when Logan was stuck in the hospital. I put my hands inside my pants pockets and began walking toward my next class. I felt something in my left pocket so I pulled the object out.

A yellow gem, just like the other ones, so far it was a gem for every day since the first one. I wondered if these gems had anything to do with another. I shrugged it off as a coincidence and placed the yellow gem next to the other two. I knew that as soon as school let out I would head to the hospital.

A/N: Yay! I loved this chapter because I felt that it was so sweet! Again thanks to my awesome reviewers/readers/people who alerted/favorited! I love you all! Have a happy day! ~RAY~