Daughter of Ipswich

Falling Down the Rabbit Hole

First Day of School

Like usual it was foggy and lightly drizzling, giving it the feel of a horror movie. But I had been use to that by now. After all it is Ipswich Massachusetts. Home of the American Witch Trails.

But compared to usual, I didn't take my seat next to Kate, instead Sarah took that. But I was already sitting in-between Caleb and Pogue. Pogue was worried about me, and Caleb wanted to sit next to Pogue and me, knowing we wouldn't question his on edge personably.

I scribbled a few notes across my notebook, before seeing Caleb's hand reach over and scratch something across the side of my paper.

Is everything alright?

I sighed and answered quietly," If not being able to sleep for forty eight hours qualifies, then no I'm not."

Caleb sighed, while Pogue grumbled," I didn't sleep at all last night. I was to busy guarding Celeste."

Caleb sadly sighed, and whispered in my ear, brushing back my few strands of hair, in a very sensual manor," I'm sorry. I'll try to find the person who is doing this. You shouldn't be targeted, when you have done nothing wrong."

I twitched my head over to Caleb, and saw his concerned eyes," Thank you, Caleb." I then gave him a sisterly kiss upon the cheek, even though I wanted to kiss his slightly gapping lips.

"Good morning," the teacher shouted, making the class silence, and I picked up my pencil, ready to take notes.

"Mr. Danvers," the teacher started off, making Pogue, Caleb, and I look up in worry," Provost Higgins requests the pleasure of your company after class."

Caleb let out a quiet sigh, while I sisterly patted his thigh, giving him an empathic smile. I just hoped it wasn't anything serious.

"Now, we're going to study four American contemporary writers of fiction." He then began writing names across the small chalk board, which I instantly began writing down," First is Cormack McCarthy, then Tim O'Brien, Kent Haruf, and last but not least Stephen King."

"Yeah!" Reid spoke up loudly," Dreamcatcher was the shit!"

Most of the class began to laugh at him or agree with him, while Pogue, Caleb, and I just glared at him. He was deliberately egging on Caleb, just to pay him back.

"Thank you, Mr. Garwin, but no. My choice is The Shining." Our teacher turned back around. And continued to lecture us about how we were going to do things through the rest of the school year.

But when class ended, I stood up, looking down at Caleb, who was half asleep," Time to go see Higgins."

"I know, I know," he groaned tiredly.

"Good luck," Pogue warily teased, as he stood up next to me.

"We'll save a seat for you, in our next class," I reassured, kissing Caleb's cheek again, while Pogue led me out of the class.

I just hope Caleb isn't in too much trouble.