Chapter 5
By lunchtime, the day was going worse than she thought. People kept looking at her funny, she had gotten tons of homework and books to take home,Charles was still mad at her for the bathtub incident (but she couldn't care less about his feelings.), the snotty cheerleaders were working her last nerves, and after lunch, some guy was supposed to show her around the rest of the school. His name was Johnny or something like that. But she couldn't care less about that either.
Sitting at a luch table away from the rest, Angel was silently plotting her revenge against Jones. Maybe she could slice his bed sheets and pillows. Or even trash his office. Or maybe-
"Look girls, it's the city trash," said the lead cheerleader, Katie.
"Why don't you go get a life, you air-headed bimbos," retorted Angel, finishing the last of her Pepsi.
"Why don't you just go back to where you came from,clepto," sneered Katie. The other cheerleaders voiced their agreement. That was the last straw for Angel. Grabbing her glass Pepsi bottle by the neck, she broke off most of the bottle part. She then stood up,turned to face Katie, and pointed the bottle at her.
"Listen here,miss thang, you back off and leave me alone or so help me,I'll ram this into your neck," Angel growled, brandishing the bottle at Katie as she had seen Joe do so many times.
The cheerleaders screamed and ran. With a smile of satisfaction on her face, Angel threw away what was left of her lunch and the bottle and went inside the building.
She sat down in front of the admistration office where she was supposed to meet Johnny,or whatever his name was. She pulled Interview with the Vampire out and started reading where she had left off last time.
About five minutes later, someone approached her and asked her if her name was Angel.
"That's what it says on my police report," she answered honestly."You're....Johnny,right?" she asked without looking up from her book.
"That's right. I'm supposed to show you around the school."
She put the book back in her bag and looked up at the boy. Her breath caught in her throat. His black hair was parted and combed away from his face with little whisps on his forehead. He was tanned and had deep, soulful dark eyes. He wasn't quite as muscular as Joe, but he had a nice build. He was wearing baggy jeans and a long navy t-shirt. There was something about him that Angel couldn't get over. Something that in some strange way attracted her to him...
Shaking her head at the silly thought, she got up and walked with him down the hallway. He spoke in a quiet voice that she found oddly soothing. As he walked her around the school, she got to know him a bit better. He lived with his dad and mom, he walked to and from school, he didn't have any siblings, his favorite music was just about everything, and he had some classes with her.
"So," he said casually,"what about you? Which parents do you live with? Do you have and brothers or sisters? What kind of music do you like?"
Angel shifted nervously. She didn't like talking about her past. She never had. And she wasn't going to tell this guy, who was almost a complete stranger to her.
"I don't have parents," she said quietly."No brothers or sisters either. I don't like to talk about it.
"Oh,I'm sorry. I didn't know. So,who are you living with?"
"Dotty McPhearson and her son Charles."
"Oh,the widow.Yeah,I have some classes with Charles too."
"Hmm.Well, you asked what kind of music I like, so I guess I can answer that. Anything kind of like rock. You know, Bon Jovi's 'It's my life','Flavor of the Weak','Blurry',and I also like 'The whole world' by Outkast."
"Cool," he said,nodding his head. "So,did you really threaten to impale a bottle into Katie's throat at luch today?"
Laughing,Angel said,"Yeah.It was pretty funny to see her face."
He smiled. "Just asking, but would you like to go get a soda or something after school today?"
"Are you asking me out on a date?"
"Umm,yeah," he answered, blushing slightly.
She was so taken aback,she didn't know quite how to answer. Thinking it over carefully, she weighed the possiblites. Then she gave him her answer.
By lunchtime, the day was going worse than she thought. People kept looking at her funny, she had gotten tons of homework and books to take home,Charles was still mad at her for the bathtub incident (but she couldn't care less about his feelings.), the snotty cheerleaders were working her last nerves, and after lunch, some guy was supposed to show her around the rest of the school. His name was Johnny or something like that. But she couldn't care less about that either.
Sitting at a luch table away from the rest, Angel was silently plotting her revenge against Jones. Maybe she could slice his bed sheets and pillows. Or even trash his office. Or maybe-
"Look girls, it's the city trash," said the lead cheerleader, Katie.
"Why don't you go get a life, you air-headed bimbos," retorted Angel, finishing the last of her Pepsi.
"Why don't you just go back to where you came from,clepto," sneered Katie. The other cheerleaders voiced their agreement. That was the last straw for Angel. Grabbing her glass Pepsi bottle by the neck, she broke off most of the bottle part. She then stood up,turned to face Katie, and pointed the bottle at her.
"Listen here,miss thang, you back off and leave me alone or so help me,I'll ram this into your neck," Angel growled, brandishing the bottle at Katie as she had seen Joe do so many times.
The cheerleaders screamed and ran. With a smile of satisfaction on her face, Angel threw away what was left of her lunch and the bottle and went inside the building.
She sat down in front of the admistration office where she was supposed to meet Johnny,or whatever his name was. She pulled Interview with the Vampire out and started reading where she had left off last time.
About five minutes later, someone approached her and asked her if her name was Angel.
"That's what it says on my police report," she answered honestly."You're....Johnny,right?" she asked without looking up from her book.
"That's right. I'm supposed to show you around the school."
She put the book back in her bag and looked up at the boy. Her breath caught in her throat. His black hair was parted and combed away from his face with little whisps on his forehead. He was tanned and had deep, soulful dark eyes. He wasn't quite as muscular as Joe, but he had a nice build. He was wearing baggy jeans and a long navy t-shirt. There was something about him that Angel couldn't get over. Something that in some strange way attracted her to him...
Shaking her head at the silly thought, she got up and walked with him down the hallway. He spoke in a quiet voice that she found oddly soothing. As he walked her around the school, she got to know him a bit better. He lived with his dad and mom, he walked to and from school, he didn't have any siblings, his favorite music was just about everything, and he had some classes with her.
"So," he said casually,"what about you? Which parents do you live with? Do you have and brothers or sisters? What kind of music do you like?"
Angel shifted nervously. She didn't like talking about her past. She never had. And she wasn't going to tell this guy, who was almost a complete stranger to her.
"I don't have parents," she said quietly."No brothers or sisters either. I don't like to talk about it.
"Oh,I'm sorry. I didn't know. So,who are you living with?"
"Dotty McPhearson and her son Charles."
"Oh,the widow.Yeah,I have some classes with Charles too."
"Hmm.Well, you asked what kind of music I like, so I guess I can answer that. Anything kind of like rock. You know, Bon Jovi's 'It's my life','Flavor of the Weak','Blurry',and I also like 'The whole world' by Outkast."
"Cool," he said,nodding his head. "So,did you really threaten to impale a bottle into Katie's throat at luch today?"
Laughing,Angel said,"Yeah.It was pretty funny to see her face."
He smiled. "Just asking, but would you like to go get a soda or something after school today?"
"Are you asking me out on a date?"
"Umm,yeah," he answered, blushing slightly.
She was so taken aback,she didn't know quite how to answer. Thinking it over carefully, she weighed the possiblites. Then she gave him her answer.