Craig, like everybody else, watched as the door of the Jaguar opened up and a boy probably a Grade 12 climbed out and then a girl about his age got out of the car. He watched the girl and smiled.
The girl was looking around like all the new students hoping for someone to come and talk to her, but then again she looked like she was in some world of her own.
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Rebekah looked at the boy, it couldn't be Raul. Raul was far away and the boy didn't dress like Raul. But he looked at her the same way Raul did. She felt her face grow hot and she turned away from his gaze.
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Craig didn't actually get to talk to the girl until Mrs. Kwan's class when she walked in and handed Kwan a slip. Mrs. Kwan introduced her as "Rebekah Baxter", Rebekah winced at her name. She wanted to correct her by saying her name was "Marcella Anne-Louise Jalessa Rain Williams", but she saw Craig and dropped her eyes to the floor.
"Rebekah, why don't you go take a seat back there next to Craig," she said.
Rebekah looked at her questionably. There were only several students that she recognized from her other classes. Paige Michalchuk, Spinner Mason, Jimmy Brooks, Hazel Aden, Marco del Rossi, and Ellie Nash. Ellie was the only one who actually had turned around and talked to her in Mr. Simpson's class.
Rebekah turned to Ellie who pointed to the empty seat behind her where Craig was sitting. Rebekah felt a hard lump in her throat. She walked over and sat down next to Craig, who turned and smiled at her. "Hi," he whispered.
*****Rebekah's fantasy world*****
"Alright," Raul said, clearing his throat. "Just promise me something, Marcella."
"Yes?" she asked.
"Never stop loving me."
"That is the last thing on my mind."
Raul stepped toward her and put on of his caressing arms around her waist and with one hand lifted her chin and leaned down and kissed her on the lips.
*****back to reality*****
Rebekah looked over as Craig handed her a copy of Romeo and Juliet, open to where the rest of the class was reading.
"Thanks," she mouthed, her throat was still dry so no sound came out.
"No problem." He shook his head and turned back to reading.