Into the Eyes of the Wild

Author's Note:I'm really late I know. Computer crashed. Took me forever to get another one.
But at least I updated right?

Review!


Chapter Six: Yeah, and the Devil Ice Skates on His Holidays

Michelle walked into the classroom without so much as really looking around. The "Drama Arts" classroom also doubled as the Music room so she'd already seen it. She crossed the doorway to the stage on the other side of the room.

Half of the room had tiered desks like all the other classrooms while the other half was a large stage. The entire room was almost the size of the cafe but cleaner, and didn't smell oddly of cheese...

The petite brunette gave a little hopping motion before plopping herself on the edge of the stage with her bag beside her. The Proctor, a short almost stocky woman with long wavy red hair appeared from one of the outside offices and began clapping her hands to get everyone's attention. All the talking ceased when the short woman appeared. She had a very commanding presence and she captured the attention of her class within mere seconds.

"Alright everyone. Welcome to Drama Arts as we all like to call it here at Spencer." She gave the class a little grin before she continued, "Our first project of the year will be an Oral Interpretation. You can do your Oral Interp. on anything you want. You will need three pieces, but none can be the same. You can use a poem, short story, song, etc." She continued for a few moments before she gave an example of an oral interpretation that she'd done a few years ago on death.

Michelle sat watching the teacher with fascination. She hoped that she could do half as good as that.

Not even a full minute had passed after the teacher left the room before every student exploded into conversation. Michelle gave the class a partial glance as she dug a book out of her bag. She swallowed hard as she flipped open to the place she'd left off.

It seemed like no more than five minutes had passed before the bell rang overhead. Damn... and Daria and Declan were just about to get it on...

Michelle sighed heavily as she shoved her things back into the already crammed bag and hopped off the stage lightly. She paused briefly by the door as everyone was leaving to find that Reid had already left. Asshole. Michelle thought as she stalked towards the front of the school where she met Caleb and Pogue as they stood joking around.

Apparently, by their tone of conversation, Kate had just left to head up to her dorm room. Suited her just fine. As much as the thought of seeing her own handiwork on Kate's face would just make her day perfect, she wasn't looking forward to having to deal with Hell's favorite pastime. She could almost imagine the psycho ice skating with the Devil on his holidays... or playing croquet...

"So what are you up to tonight Baby Girl? Any wild parties you plan on hittin?" Caleb asked as he gave her a tight hug around the shoulders.

Michelle gave a soft laugh as she tried to pull her keys out of her pocket as gently as possible with her injured hand while the other was wrapped comfortably around Caleb's waist. "Nah, I've got a ton of homework already. I mean, I've got at least half a dozen problems in Algebra 2," She delicately shuddered and gave a rueful sigh before continuing. "I've got to pick out a piece for Music and I've got that thing for Drama Arts." She smile up at him before shrugging off his arm, "I'll see you guys tomorrow though."

"Alright, I'll see you later Baby Girl." Caleb called with a dismissive wave before turning back to Pogue while she walked off towards her car.

Michelle walked towards her car quietly, enjoying the sounds of the gravel crunching under her feet, the sound of conversation all around her as her fellow classmates made plans for various activities and discussing the absolute disgusting amount of work they had gotten that day. She could only agree as she threw her bag into the passenger seat and geared up the mustang. It was definitely time to go. Maneuvering stealthily around groups of students, she was surprised and more than a little shocked as she had to slam on her brakes before hitting a very familiar blonde with his arms around two very unfamiliar girls who looked even younger than herself.

Why that dirty, stupid, arrogant son of a...bitch.

How dare he get mad at her then turn around and do it again? Then flaunt it for Christ's sake. Was he insane? Michelle grit her teeth against the red that tinged her vision as Reid lift his arm a little above the younger blonde's shoulders to wave and give her a patronizing smile. She wondered how many people would miss the bastard as her foot edged towards the gas pedal and the mustang gave a little lurch, surprising the little brunette closest to her causing her to scream and wrap herself around Reid more securely. How absolutely... irritating.

Michelle sped home, thinking of all the marvelous and morbidly entertaining ways she could kill Reid Garwin. After all, it was only murder if they found the body right? And no one would ever suspect her right? Maybe an ex lover, someone who was fanatically, psychotically obsessed with him... Maybe there was a way to frame Kate? Now that would really be killing two birds… Would really, and definitely make her day…

That train of thought just led to madness and absolute, utter creepiness... Michelle rotated her shoulders to try to get rid of that odd feeling that just settled between her shoulder blades and the base of her neck. It was that creepy crawly feeling like when the hairs on the back of your neck stood up, but deeper, under the muscle sort of thing. The 16 year old yawned and gave a light roll of her neck as she pulled up to the big house that bordered on the mansion title. She'd always wondered why people would want such big homes but knowing how things worked around here, she was surprised they hadn't opted for something bigger.

Kicking off her boots at the door, Michelle ran softly up the stairs and dropped her bag in front of her door before knocking timidly on the door straight across from hers. "Papi?" She murmured as she leaned her head on the door frame. She loved the man dearly, like he was her own father. "Can I come in?" It took a few moments before she heard a gravelly voice answer, "Well get in here then girl.. No use standing outside the door." She walked in quietly as his laughter turned into a chest deep coughing. Michelle quickly poured him a glass of water and held it to his lips as he delicately sipped the cool water. "Better?" The man nodded slowly and gave the girl an indulgent smile. "So, how was your first day at Spencer? Anything interesting happen?" He seemed to be checking her for injuries, trying to be sneaky about it.

Michelle rolled her eyes as she plopped onto the plush carpet in front of the chair and leaned her head back against the older man's knee. "No I didn't beat Kate up again. Luckily I didn't even see her today." Couldn't find a train station. "But I did see a little more of Reid than I ever wanted to." She added with a grimace before launching into a detailed enough reenactment of the day so that the old man would get what had happened, but wouldn't get bored by a minute-by-minute.

Wayne Parry watched the petite girl with warm brown eyes as she sat describing the day vividly, using wild hand gestures and animated facial features until she paused, wonderingly looking at the floor. "What is it kit?" He prodded quietly after a few moments of silence. She glanced up at him and let that mischievous little pixie smile break out over her face. "Well, for a minute there I was wondering how much trouble I'd get in if I had run Reid over today then I was thinking about what piece I was to do for music." "You wouldn't get in too much trouble." Wayne mused aloud. "Not only do we have a fantastic family lawyer, but I'm sure we could say you were just having a blackout and it'd be fine. As long as he was the only one killed." He grinned at Michelle briefly while she sat with a dumb founded expression on her face before the pair burst into laughter.

Michelle glanced at the clock before slowly pulling herself into a standing position. "Well, if he forces me to kill him then I'll just remember to tell them you weren't involved. I better get dinner for you though before Ma gets home." She added the last as an afterthought while she moved towards the door. She paused in the doorway and threw the old man a fond smile. "I just hope school goes by fast. I can't imagine having another day like today." She shuddered dramatically, causing the old man to laugh again while she disappeared through the door.

Wayne sat alone watching the flame in the hearth while listening to the sounds of Michelle cooking downstairs. He would need to speak to Mina when she came home. He loved having this girl around who made him think of the daughter he and Mina had always wanted. They were content when Pogue came into their lives but the aging process had sped far too much for them to be able to try for another. He smiled fondly as he thought of the conversations they'd had over the past few months. Michelle Parry… It had a nice ring to it.


A/N: Yeah.. It's short. Writer's block is a pain. Next one should be a little longer. Let's hope anyways. ;

LATER MY LOVES!