Sawp guys.
Chapter 4
Senior Year, First Day of School, Part 3
Fang
"So what's going on here?" she asked. Jordan squeaked when he tried to talk, and he continued squeak every time he tried to utter s syllable.
"Jolley here cramming I think. He seems to be really nervous about something." I gave him a look.
"Cool."
"Yup." Awkward.
"Well I'm gonna go and look for some World War II books, see yea." I waved goodbye. As I got up, it appeared to me that Jordan's gray shirt seemed to suddenly darken around his underarms, as well as the air around him seemed to turn musty and sour.
Gross.
She waved a bye, and started to talk to Jordan, him barely even speaking. I started chuckling as I walked away, looking back every now and then, and finally reaching my desired isle in the library. Which oh so conveniently has a great view of the two of them. Perfect, right?
Every now and then, I'd glance over at the two, he, overtime, seemed to become more and more relaxed. Both laughing, and being shushed by the librarian.
Except for this one time, for some apparent reason, I seemed to stare at Max. From afar, it'd look like I was staring at her eyes as she laughed, and no matter how much you guys want me to say that I was, I really wasn't. I was looking at the pimple just under her right eye, if not, it kind of looks like a mole, whatever, something of the sort.
I looked at my wrist watch and noticed that school was almost over, so I went to the one of the most interesting isles in this library.
Performing Arts.
I scanned, looking for new music to learn and play, but I guess over the years, I seemed to have played all of them.
Oops.
~[*]~
I was lying in bed, exhausted from the disaster that is High School. I tried to take a nap, but the revolting idea that Max and I had almost all of the same classes, had me overthinking way too many things.
I'm just glad that this year, I'm a senior, and at the end of Senior Year, I'll never have to see her face again. She just brings too many problems, and I don't dig that.
I got up from bed, and made my way downstairs. I was really hungry, and the smell of mom's cooking, just made me hungrier.
"Whatcha makin' Ma?" I asked.
"Food."
"Well duh, I mean what type of food." I pried.
"A type that is edible." She said sarcastically.
I chuckled, my mom doing the same.
"Now I know where I got my sarcastic ass from." I smiled. She nodded in agreement, then actually telling me that she's making spaghetti. I nodded in approvement.
I sat on the couch, turning the TV on, flipping through each channel, trying to find one to settle on. I noticed that the always noisy house was oddly quiet.
"Mom, where's Angel and Pops?"
"Angel's rash came back so 'Pops' took her to the Allergy Doctor."
I nodded is understanding, since it all makes sense.
She's had allergies for as long as I can remember.
~[*]~
I laid in bed, staring at my ceiling. It was around 1 am, which isn't really good, since school starts at 7:20, and I need to wake up around 6…
This whole insomnia stage has been happening for a while now, ever since the end of Freshman Year.
And I know what you're all thinking.
But Fang it's because you and Max aren't together! It's a sign! It's mean to be!
No, it not.
If it was, I wouldn't have dumped her in the first place.
Soooooooooo ~
Sorry for the whole 9 months no update thing.
I've wanted to get this chapter up for a while now, just never had the time to spell check and or upload …
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