Chapter Five

Rain. For the next two weeks, that's all it did. Rain. Finally, one day I woke up and there were just dark, covering clouds. No rain. But for the weeks it did rain, there was something wrong. I could feel it. Sleep seemed nonexistent to me. I was restless. But otherwise, everything was the same. Including school. Giselle and I were inseparable. We spent all the time we could together and we made an amazing pair.

As for the staring, that stayed the same. I had no idea why but I just lived on. I finally got out of bed and started walking to my closet. It was Friday, my most favorite day. TGIF I suppose? Compared to the other kids in my new school I dress more formal and nice. My family wasn't rich but we were well off so fashion could be included in our everyday life. My shirt was light beige with buttons down the middle and had a light covering of lace on the top, almost like a prairie girl shirt only more modern. I pared it wit a deep blue boyfriend jacket. And finally skinny jeans. I walked over to my jewelry box and opened it only to find exactly what I was looking for. My great grandmother's wedding ring. It was beautiful. It had little diamonds surrounding a bigger diamond and the band was all diamonds with sterling silver. I loved it and I felt unstoppable with the ring on. Finally I picked out a matching crystal chain necklace. Nothing could stop me today.

Without thinking I ran downstairs with my backpack and got into my porshe. I headed over to Giselle's house. I soon got out of the car to ring the doorbell but she opened the door before I could ring it. With a big grin on her face she yelled, "lets go!" and her face lit up like a little girl opening up her Christmas presents. She opened up the car door and got in. I followed.

"So, what's up?" she asked.

"Nothing, driving to school with you," I said sarcastically as the engine roared to life.

Giselle let out a light chuckle. "Wanna make a scene?" she said still laughing.

"What?"

"You heard me. I am done with this school so we might as well do something fun today!"

"What do you mean by make a scene?"

"I mean like you know…we act all amazing when we get out of the car. Like supermodels! And you could like make the engine go errr! Err!" she said as she continued to impersonate the car engine. I loved her and this was one of the reasons why. Random and funny. I agreed to her little scheme and she planned the rest out. The school parking lot came up soon and Giselle was preparing herself for what seemed to be the greatest day of her life.

Like her plan called for, I made the engine go and got everyone's attention. I parked the car in front of the school and braced our selves for this "amazing" plan… "Ready?" I asked as she nodded her head and counted silently to three. We simultaneously opened the doors and closed them while I locked the door, we strutted down our catwalk, the school parking lot. Giselle even threw a few winks to the boys and looked away. Everyone was staring at us, jaws dropped while we blew past them. We finally made our final move, escape to the tree outside of the school.

"Amazing plan, eh?" she asked

"Of course," I agreed sarcastically. While walking to first period class, after goodbye hugs from Giselle, I was met by a few, 'hey girl!' or 'Need an escort?' Finally a boy actually had the courage to come up to me. His hair was a dark shade of brown that fell in curls along his eyes. His skin was tan but not too tan.

"Hello! I'm Nate," he said as he introduced himself.

" And I am Larissa, or Izzy. I prefer Izzy though," I explained.

"Alright, Izzy, so I saw your performance this morning. It was wonderful! Although, you were the star of the show and now everyone seems to be curious of you," he said.

"Well isn't that a shame? So, Nate," I said as I over pronounced his name, "Where are you going?"

"I believe I am in the class next to yours so would you care for an escort?"

"I believe I would," I played along. The walk was not that far and I met a new friend. Although he may consider me as more than just a friend. Class (biology) was easy. It came easy to me. Besides, I already studied all the lessons my teachers were demonstrating. I was on the edge of my seat, staring at the clock when the teacher called on me to demonstrate a lab.

"Since you seemed to be paying attention today Larissa, why don't you show us the lab?" Mr. Duke asked me, thinking I wouldn't know what to do. Wow, he really seemed confident I wouldn't know what to do… I hate when people doubt me, I really do. I got up and looked at the lab trying to figure out what it was I had to accomplish. There was a microscope and a plant leaf and then raw steak meat next to it. So I figured we were finding the cells of these materials. I was correct. I already did this in seventh grade so I did not understand why we were doing this in 11th grade. More to me I guess… I demonstrated to the class, whose eyes were glaring at me having no idea what I was talking about, (I literally thought they were drooling) what to do and I successfully accomplished both of these. The teacher stared at me, having proved him wrong, in a "how did she do that" look. On my way back, I noticed that kid I met in the parking lot, Matt, was looking at me in amusement. I gave him a little smile and he chuckled, knowing he too could do the same thing I did. I fluttered back to my seat and stared smug at the teacher for the rest of the period.

In the middle of my staring contest with the teacher the bell screamed through the loud speakers. I quickly arranged my books into a neat little pile and grabbed them to head to English. On my way out I felt a light tap on my shoulder. I spun around, a little too quickly and fell on the person who tapped me.

"Ow," I said feeling my head. I seemed to forget I fell on top on someone so I quickly looked below me and saw Matt staring at me, chuckling.

"Clumsy much?" he questioned me. Somehow he pulled himself out from underneath me and I somehow landed in his arms being set on the floor. I seemed unable to look away from his eyes. They were dark, almost like pitch black but they did have some traces of brown thrown in there. But, they were also hidden with his dirty blond shags of hair. He caught me staring at his eyes and quickly stated, "Is there a problem with my eyes?"

"No… they are just, really dark," I responded half in a trance. Once I managed to get out of this, I realized I would be late for class.

"Sorry about falling on top of you," I started.

"No problem," he replied. I walked away from the scene of the crime as I felt his two, pitch black eyes burning into my body. My new had life begun.