Okay I thought I posted chap 8 last weekend but I guess I didn't...I'm soooo sry! That's all I can really say i guess :/ Well I hope you'll all forgive me! I hope you enjoy this chap even though its just about Ori finding a friend that's a girl. If it's confusing or you don't like it just tell me and I'll try and fix it ^_^

Chapter 9

It's been almost two weeks since me, Nick, and Cade started school. At first it was exciting. Seeing kids all my own age. It was also kind of confusing because I've never been in a school and neither has Valery. Nick and Cade helped me out though. I mean I have every class with at least one or the other.

The bad part started about three days after we started. The whispers and rumors, mostly started by that girl, I later learned, Nelly, got pretty bad. Whenever I came into the lunchroom with Cade everyone started laughing and whispering happily about me. Once they even threw food at me and called, "Hey dog breath! We don't want you here! Why don't you go back to your stupid forest and pee on a tree!" well actually Nelly said that.

"Why don't you ever blast them with your powers?" Cade asked helping me get spaghetti out of my hair. My eyes were stinging with unshed tears of humiliation. Nick's hands were gripping the metal tray so hard there were dents. His eyes scanned the kids in the lunchroom and when his eyes fell on someone who was pointing and giggling at me they would look away with fear.

I plopped another handful of the noodles on the table and said around the lump in my throat, "First off, I don't know how to activate them other then when I'm scared…or frustrated and even then it only works when I don't expect it. Second, I wouldn't wanna hit them with my 'powers.' 'cause I'm not like them and I don't wanna hurt anyone."

"I know. I'm just pissed that's all. I don't think you could hurt a fly…on purpose anyway."

Nick stood up and dumped his food in the trash. When he brought it to the washing lady her eyes widened at the finger dents in them. He said something and she smiled shaking her head and saying something back. Cade finished his milk and went to dump his tray too. That's when Nelly made her move.

I heard her heels on the tiled floor as she made her way over. I tensed as she sat down next to me. She plucked a noodle outta my hair and wrinkled her nose. "Well, did you get a little messy dog girl?"

Wolfy growled, Wolf you stupid idiot! Wolf! I smiled despite myself.

"What's so funny?" the snotty girl huffed.

I looked at her and smiled innocently. "Oh," I grabbed a handful of the spaghetti that was in my hair, "just that you missed your mouth a little." I smeared the saucy stuff on her neck and shirt, which was light pink.

Nelly's grossed out face made my day so just to top it off I took my milk and poured it over her head. I realized as people gasped it was silent the whole time this was happening. I got up leaving my tray there and headed out the hall toward the girl's bathroom. The tears that I didn't let come while in the lunchroom flowed freely now.

Why did you do that? Valery scolded.

Wolfy snapped, Why do you think? It wasn't Ori who started it! It was that stupid butt wipe! Do you always have to blame Ori for everything? Valery huffed and was silent. She was like that now. Either scolding me or silent…as if she weren't there. Sometimes I wished she wasn't. All she did was scold me.

"Hey. Are you alright?" A girl in about 8th or 9th grade asked coming out of a stall. I tried to wipe the tears but they wouldn't stop. She got me some toilet paper then sat me down on the floor. I cried so long the bell to get to class rang. I wondered what Cade and Nick thought. If they'd go to class or wait.

I sniffed and sobbed out, "Y-you can go. You'll be-be late for-or class." She just smiled and shook her head. I was grateful. She didn't even know me and she was letting me sob on her shoulder. I probably wouldn't have cried so much if I had someone, other than the twins, to talk to. All the stress I felt over the week all washed away with the tears. I didn't really know why. Maybe it was because now I might have a girl friend.

Finally I stopped crying but my eyes and nose were swollen. I splashed cold water on my face and blew my nose. "Thanks…um."

"Call me Ginger." The girl said smiling. She acted as if I never cried on her shoulder. I liked her even more because of that. Ginger was actually in tenth grade with me. She just looked so young I never would've guessed.

As it turned out she had the next hour with me. It was strange how I never seen her in class but maybe it was because I was too busy getting spitballs stuck in my hair or notes that said go back to the woods on it thrown at me. Or I could be just as bad as Nelly. Care only about me and nobody else.

Well, me, Nick, Cade, and Ginger ended up eating lunch together. She was one of the few who didn't think I was a freak or throw stuff at me. And Cade liked her the moment he saw her walking into the class with me. Nick didn't get to meet her until lunch the next day but he didn't mind her. I think he was glad I found a friend. I'm glad I did too. Most people would think getting spaghetti thrown at you was the worst day in their life. To me…it was the best. After someone actually talked to me other people stopped whispering about me and pointing. Of course Nelly's group didn't but I didn't really care after the spitballs and nasty notes stopped.

So the first week and a half were hell but I didn't care anymore. I couldn't hold a grudge. Not even on Nelly. After the food thing happened everything kinda mellowed down. School wasn't bad after that and I was happy again. Nick didn't bend anymore trays after that so that was good.

The only thing weird was…I saw the little girl again. The girl with pitch black hair. She watched me as I got in the car before school one day and when I came home she was there again. I felt like I should go to her but something was keeping me from doing so. A little voice, not Wolfy or Valery, kept telling me she wasn't ready yet. I didn't understand but I listened to the advice. Every day I saw her more frequently which made it harder and harder to listen to that little voice until one day I decided to go to her after school. Was it the right choice? I didn't know at the time but I couldn't go on with that nagging feeling that told me…the girl needed me.