My head was still resting on the desk when class started. Thankfully no one sat by me, I guess they could tell I wasn't in a very good mood. I don't really know how to explain how I felt at that moment, but if I had to guess it would have to be a mix between disappointment, hopelessness, and urgh-ness in general.
It's not like you ever stood a chance, anyways, I thought to myself. But the worst part of it is that I knew I was wrong. I did have a chance. The Connection had provided me with a little boost, yet that was not nearly enough. Vampire relationships are not something to be meddled with. I didn't know what to do, so I made a deal with myself. I would go through the day calmly and as if there was nothing wrong, and then before I went home I would stop by the supermarket and help myself a treat, whether it be chocolate or ice-cream, and it would be unhealthy enough to make me happy.
Everyone had sat down and the teacher had started talking. That class I didn't even try to pretend I was paying attention. I was always just watching Bella in all her awkwardness trying not to embarrass herself as Edward talked to her. I smiled once, but it felt fake and soon after it died away. I started doodling but it seemed my creativity, once an ever growing tree that never stopped branching and bearing fruit, had now dried up like a puddle in the desert.
I rested my head on the table, softly banging it. The teacher called me, asked me if I was okay, and if I could please stop that because it was distracting everyone. I said sure, but only to stop her from talking. My eyelids were getting heavy, and my eyes took more and more time to open themselves after each blink. Finally, I raised my hand and asked to go to the bathroom, because I knew that if I didn't I was fall asleep really soon.
I made my way into the hallway and turned to the direction of my destination, in this case the nearest female restroom. I did not know where it was, and so I just walked around for a bit. As I was about to turn the hallway, however, I heard someone say my name. I paused, as I was still hidden by the wall's corner, and strained my ears to hear what was being spoken about me. I recognized the voice as Jasper's.
"… Grace out of it. Don't make this about her. You have not been the same for a long time, and you know it." Jasper said. The voice that replied send chills down my spine.
"Right, of course it isn't about her. As if you hadn't gone completely cold and aloof after you met her." Alice said.
"You know I'm yours, there is no need to be jealous," he responded. They grew quiet, and it downed upon me that they were kissing. I snuck my way back to class, as silently as possible.
I found myself mentally hitting my own face until the bell signaled I was free. Well, free from Biology II. One more class to go. In Gym class we had a small explanation and then Coach Clapp announced we were going to play a short game. Bella was looking resigned and really uncomfortable. She was one of the last ones to be picked to the team.
She was put on my team, so I tried to be as supportive and helpful as possible. I was not very good, but I tried to play for both of us whenever anyone took advantage of her inability of playing any type of sport.
Hey guys... really sorry for the long time it took to update this. I know this is really short, as the previous ones have been, but it is sort of to let you know I haven't given up or abandoned this story. I know, I know... My chapters are getting evermore shorter, but a little is better than nothing.
In all seriousness, I am running out of ideas. Like Grace, my creativity has dried up like a puddle in the desert. If you guys have any ideas, PLEASE let me know.
Thanks for the support, everyone!
Love,
Bluest Owl