Evelyn

He sat there with nothing on his desk. No papers, no pencil, nothing. He would only stare outside the window at the bright and sunny day. He did that all day long. He never spoke.

When the bell rang for the lunch break, he got straight up and walked out the door. I wondered what he was thinking. I had a lot of questions going through my mind now. I followed him right to the principal's office. He was about to enter the room when the principal stopped him in his tracks.

"Mr. Dixon. What can I do for you now?" He crossed him arms over his chest and lifted his chin.

"Can I have that knife back? I need it." Daryl pointed at the pointy object sitting at the corner of the desk.

The principal shooed him out of the room, refusing to give it back. Daryl huffed in frustration and turned around and accidentaly bumped right into me. He stared at me with the same look he had given me in the classroom and walked right passed me.

"Stupid bitch." he grumbled.

He really needs to lighten up. No wonder people in the classroom were afraid of him.

"I'm so sorry for his manners. That was very rude of him. So how is it here? Making friends?" The principal walked out of his office and stood next to me with a smile. Why does every adult here smile at me like that? Why can't my classmates do the same? I simply nodded, not wanting to engage further into the conversation more than I need to. He gave me another polite smile.

"That's great! If you ever need anything, come see me and I'll see what I can do." he said and walked away.

When he got out of sight, I snuck into the office and grabbed the weapon and put it in my backpack.

People don't see me like a troublemaker. They see a reserved, shy little girl. I am indeed reserved at times but when I want to, I can do things that could make people change their minds about me being a good girl. The thing is, I never get caught.

When the bell rings indicating the end of the day, I walk outside and wait. I wait and observe everyone coming out of the door until the very last one. Where was he? When the school yard was deserted, I decided to call it a day and go back home. Once again, I decided to go through the woods.

I couldn't get enough of it. It was so very new to me. I wanted to discover everything about this place that looked so powerful and mysterious at the same time.

But something made me stop in my tracks. I looked ahead and saw the person I was looking for. He was right there, sitting in a tree. I almost missed him. He was so far up in between the branches, he was barely noticeable. He was facing the other way.

"Hey you!" I shouted which made him turn around. When he saw me, he rolled is eyes.

"Whatchu want? Another ride back home?" he grumbled.

I huffed in disbelief. How can a guy talk like that to someone he doesn't even know? How rude. It made me question him even more. I'm too curious for my own good.

"Thanks for yesterday but if I would've known it would make you hate me so much I wouldn't have asked for your help." I spoke gently.

He didn't say a word in reply. He only stared at me with his blue eyes which made me a bit uncomfortable. I pushed the feeling aside, I wasn't going to seem weak.

"So that knife of yours, why would you bring that to school?" I untangled myself from my bookbag and placed it on the ground next to me.

"Forgot it was there. I always have it on me. I don't see what the big deal is." he huffed. I could tell he was still very frustrated about it.

"It's because you're not supposed to bring weapons to school." I stated.

"I'm sorry I ain't a goody two shoes like ya." He chuckled.

For some reason I got offended. I reached my backpack and took out the knife and held it up high. His eyes grew wide and started to climb down the tree. He marched right to me and took it from my hands and studied it intensely, making sure it was actually his.

"What the hell? What are you doing with my knife huh?" If looks could kill.

"I don't know, think of it as a way of saying thank you for that ride. Speaking of which, I still don't really know how to get home from here..." I looked at him with a smile.

I mean I could try and figure out my way home but this was much more fun! He's the only person I really talked to since I got here in Georgia. Now that I think about it, some might say it's sad. He can't just leave me here like this. He didn't leave me the first time.

"Stupid bitch. Guess I got no choice now huh?" He's so grumpy.

He started walking and I simply followed him with a bright smile.