Revisiting

Chapter Three: No Where To Turn

Monday came too quickly.

I realized---as I walked down the hallways, feeling everyone's eyes on me---that I hated this school. I hated the teachers---Mr. Morton---I hated the people---everyone in between--- and I hated what I've become in it.

I heard whispers. I was today's gossip. It was post-party Monday, and everyone was spreading around what happened at the party.

What Will said to me.

What Will saw in the bathroom.

And what Will did with the drinks.

Will, Will, Will. I started to hate that name.

I hated every last bit of him.

I hate that I still love him.

I went to my locker, and saw two girls passing by giggling, and one of them saying, "That's the girl Will dumped."

The girl Will dumped. Dumped into where? Hell?

I got my books out and saw Stacy by my locker. "Liz didn't come to school today."

"Because she was drunk on Friday?" I asked.

"Her mom got really mad and she said she's going to have a word with Ashley's mother. But she's out of town and knows nothing about the party." Stacy said.

"Ouch. How's Ashley feeling about it?" I asked.

"Look." I saw Ashley approach me with some girls behind her. "I invite you"---she pointed at me---"to the party and get these two losers with you as a package. If you're friend's mom tells my mom that there was alcohol in the party, my mom will never let me stay home alone again! So next time any one in this school has a party---you three will not be invited. You'll just spoil everything!" She flipped her hair and walked away.

"Ouch." Stacy said. "Some drama queen."

"If you were in her position, you wouldn't say that." I snapped.

"Whoa. What's gotten into you?"

"Nothing."

Stacy sighed and clutched the straps of her book bag even tighter. "Look, Elle. Everyone in school is talking about you and Will. I'm sorry to bring this up again, but you need to do something with your reputation."

"I'm not going to even bother with my reputation here at this crappy school." I said. I paused. "I told my mom what happened---I mean everything---with Jessica" I was really talking to myself because Stacy doesn't know about Jessica and the forces of evil. "And she said I'm transfering schools on Monday."

"What?" Stacy cried. "You can't just leave! This school would be nothing without you!"

I didn't answer.

"Don't give up hope now! I bet when you tell everybody that you're dropping out of Avalon High---they would stop the rumours and everything---"

"I can't do anything about it, Stacy." I said. "My mom told me that this seemed like the perfect time---"

"Perfect time for what?"

"We're moving to Toronto."

"In Canada!"

"Yes." I was sort of used to it. We moved to Germany once, Canada wasn't really a big deal to me now.

"No! Elle, just because Will said he didn't consider you as a friend, doesn't mean you should move to Canada!"

"It's not just because what Will said! It's because my life here has been a total hell. I've almost been killed here!"

"What?" she asked. Because I haven't told her about the incident.

I sighed. "Look, Stacy. I'll always remember you as a loyal friend. But my parents found a job in Canada and they enrolled me in school already. They were really upset that I didn't tell them... ...so all's fine now."

I walked away and headed to English. Then I saw hell standing at the other side of the hallway.

Will was there, looking at me. With his blue eyes---I could feel myself melting. But I kept on walking, and I walked passed him. But he didn't say a word to me.

News spread across the school like a forest fire in California. Everyone looked at me when I entered the cafeteria. Mary-Ann went to me and asked--- ---I guess on behalf of everyone in the cafeteria--- ---seriously, I have never seen the cafeteria so quiet--- ---"Is it true you're moving?'' she asked.

I nodded. I saw her shoulders shrink and she went back to her table. I couldn't bear the silence. So I raced out of there, so no more eyes could look at me.

I walked to the bathroom but stopped when someone grabbed my arm. I looked up--- ---and it was Will.

"Is it true that you're moving?" he asked.

"Let go of me." he released my arm and looked at his shoes.

"Is it?" he asked again.

"What's it to you? It's not like I'm your friend anyways."

"Ellie. What I said on Friday had nothing to do with you--- --- That sounds weird I know but---"

"Save the sorry speech, Will. Because I'm not listening." I walked away, but Will stopped me again.

"I was just jealous." he said.

"Of what? That the punch was sweeter than beer?"

"You know, Ellie. When I saw you with Kyle."

"Nothing happened."

"How was I suppose to know? I saw you in the bathroom with him!"

"I was telling him about what happened." I explained.

He looked at the ground again. "What am I suppose to say?"

"Nothing... ...At least nothing important to me." I said. I walked away from him.

"I don't want you to move." he said.

I turned around. "But I do."

And when I walked away, I knew he wouldn't stop me this time.

I was packing my room into two suitcases when my mother came. "You told your friends that you're leaving?" she asked.

"Yeah, and it was easy considering the fact that I only had to tell one and then it would spread around the whole school."

My mother sighed. "I know, Elaine, that you've made a big impact in that school. I was surprised that you told me you wanted to go."

"I know it's for the best." I said.

"Why didn't you tell us sooner---"

"Mom, it's hard enough that I'm still breathing in that school. Please, don't bring it up."

She nodded. "Well, when you're done, I want you to help me pack the kitchen. And Mr. Morton's downstairs."

"What?"

Mr. Morton looked crankier than ever. "Elaine, I demand you to stay in this school!"

"Mr. Morton. I can't. "

"Elaine, Jessica is not dead, I hope you know that."

If he told me that days before, I would of listened, but now, "So what?"

"So what? Elaine, Will would die if you don't help him."

"I don't have the power anymore, Mr. Morton. I just don't. I can't do anything about it."

"Elaine, don't give up hope now!"

"I didn't! I gave up hope days ago."

I started to walk back to my room, but Mr. Morton couldn't take no for an answer. "Jessica would still haunt you where ever you go."

I didn't turn around to answer him---well, not truthfully. I took a deep breath and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Morton. But that's not my problem anymore." and I ran into my bedroom.

I slammed the door shut and leaned on it---hopefully it would help me regain my balance.

And I wasn't afraid if Jessica just showed up in my bedroom right then and there. Because there was no way I could face her - and it wouldn't be a fair fight...

Which---with my luck---she was, sitting on my bed with a huge grin on her face.

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Author's Note: Well, that's the end of ::Revisiting:: I know I left a big cliff hanger there, but I thought that was a good ending to the story. It may not be that jolly of a story, but whatever. More Avalon High stories coming soon! And a possible happy ending with Elle and Will... Thanks for reading ::Revisiting:: and please leave a review!!!!! I respect constructive criticism and positive comments as well!!!

Thanks for reading!

KJP