The Gathering
Author's note: ok.here's ware it gets all mushy.hehe. Hope u lyke it ^^
Chapter 4: New Found Hope
During the rest of the week, Anzu kept mostly to herself. Not talking much unless she needed to. She got out of her depression slightly; still having her head low, still wearing all black, but she didn't cry much anymore. All this happened by Wednesday. She knew her end was near.
But on Thursday, something that she'd never expected happened: a new kid moved to her English class & became her seat partner. His name was Peter. She had a crush on him. She then found out that he was her next door neighbor. Now she was wondering whether she should commit suicide on Saturday or not. He would be able to see her actions. And she wouldn't want to give up a chance for him to not like her.
On Friday, she went over to Peter's house for a visit. Fortunately, for Anzu, his parents weren't home. Neither were hers. After watching some TV, they started talking. Over the past 48 hours, they had become quite close to each other. They talked about the people Peter had net, Anzu's friends, & the teachers.
"Mrs. Yammoto? She's not white, so why is she teaching English when it's not her 1st language?" Peter asked.
"I don't know.she can get a bit boring sometimes though," Anzu responded, fiddling with her watch. Peter noticed the watch & commented on it.
"Are you rich? When I saw your house for the 1st time, I thought you were rich & spoiled. But now.I know you a bit better."
"I'm spoiled. I'm rich. You was right," Anzu said bitterly.
"But you're not as bad as other spoiled brats I've seen. And are you a Goth?" he asked gesturing to her clothes.
"Nope. My dog died & I'm depressed. Don't be scared, I'm not a Goth," Anzu replied with a laugh when she saw Peter's face relax. Then he turned serious again.
"How? Or, you don't need to tell me.it's none of my business."
"I don't mind." Anzu then explained how Ginger died; every single detail. Peter got grossed out once he heard the part of the leaking blood. Anzu then felt better after telling people what had happened.
"I'm sorry, 'bout your dog I mean. Well, do you want to eat something?" Peter asked, changing the subject. Without waiting for Anzu to respond, he went to the kitchen & came back out with some cookies. "My mom made them." He then took one & stuck it in his mouth. Seeing Anzu not taking one, he took one from the plate & stuck it into her mouth. She choked, but regained her posture & took the cookie in her own hand & disposed of it. She smiled at Peter, who was smiling back.
"Thanks. I needed some humor."
"No Problem."
After a few moments of silence, Anzu looked at the clock. 5:48 P.M. Her parents would be home any minute from now! She turned to Peter & regretfully told him that she had to go home.
"Wait, do you want some cookies? I cant finish them all by myself," Peter asked, handing the plate of cookies to her. Anzu refused the offer.
"Nah. I don't think I'll eat them anytime soon." Anzu was on her way on going out the door when Peter put his hand on her shoulder to stop her.
"What's your phone number? I'll try to call you tonight." Anzu smiled at him. Then Peter got a pen & had Anzu write her phone number on his hand.
Then Anzu rushed out of his door & entered her own, imagining Ginger running to her returned master, wagging her tail.
Author's note: ok.here's ware it gets all mushy.hehe. Hope u lyke it ^^
Chapter 4: New Found Hope
During the rest of the week, Anzu kept mostly to herself. Not talking much unless she needed to. She got out of her depression slightly; still having her head low, still wearing all black, but she didn't cry much anymore. All this happened by Wednesday. She knew her end was near.
But on Thursday, something that she'd never expected happened: a new kid moved to her English class & became her seat partner. His name was Peter. She had a crush on him. She then found out that he was her next door neighbor. Now she was wondering whether she should commit suicide on Saturday or not. He would be able to see her actions. And she wouldn't want to give up a chance for him to not like her.
On Friday, she went over to Peter's house for a visit. Fortunately, for Anzu, his parents weren't home. Neither were hers. After watching some TV, they started talking. Over the past 48 hours, they had become quite close to each other. They talked about the people Peter had net, Anzu's friends, & the teachers.
"Mrs. Yammoto? She's not white, so why is she teaching English when it's not her 1st language?" Peter asked.
"I don't know.she can get a bit boring sometimes though," Anzu responded, fiddling with her watch. Peter noticed the watch & commented on it.
"Are you rich? When I saw your house for the 1st time, I thought you were rich & spoiled. But now.I know you a bit better."
"I'm spoiled. I'm rich. You was right," Anzu said bitterly.
"But you're not as bad as other spoiled brats I've seen. And are you a Goth?" he asked gesturing to her clothes.
"Nope. My dog died & I'm depressed. Don't be scared, I'm not a Goth," Anzu replied with a laugh when she saw Peter's face relax. Then he turned serious again.
"How? Or, you don't need to tell me.it's none of my business."
"I don't mind." Anzu then explained how Ginger died; every single detail. Peter got grossed out once he heard the part of the leaking blood. Anzu then felt better after telling people what had happened.
"I'm sorry, 'bout your dog I mean. Well, do you want to eat something?" Peter asked, changing the subject. Without waiting for Anzu to respond, he went to the kitchen & came back out with some cookies. "My mom made them." He then took one & stuck it in his mouth. Seeing Anzu not taking one, he took one from the plate & stuck it into her mouth. She choked, but regained her posture & took the cookie in her own hand & disposed of it. She smiled at Peter, who was smiling back.
"Thanks. I needed some humor."
"No Problem."
After a few moments of silence, Anzu looked at the clock. 5:48 P.M. Her parents would be home any minute from now! She turned to Peter & regretfully told him that she had to go home.
"Wait, do you want some cookies? I cant finish them all by myself," Peter asked, handing the plate of cookies to her. Anzu refused the offer.
"Nah. I don't think I'll eat them anytime soon." Anzu was on her way on going out the door when Peter put his hand on her shoulder to stop her.
"What's your phone number? I'll try to call you tonight." Anzu smiled at him. Then Peter got a pen & had Anzu write her phone number on his hand.
Then Anzu rushed out of his door & entered her own, imagining Ginger running to her returned master, wagging her tail.