Da dum. Da dum.
I glanced at the clock. 11.58.
Yes! Only two more minutes to lunch! I continued to tap my fingers impatiently. Man, would this geometry lesson ever end? I mean seriously, who the hell cared about the correct formula for measuring triangles?
Not me.
Another glance at the clock told me it was now 11.59.
Inconspicuously, I began to gather my pens and pencils back into my pencil case, then slowly zipped it up.
The bell rang. I was up and out the door before anyone else had stood up.
"Ahh, lunch! My favourite subject!" I sighed, stretching my arms above my head, after shoving my geometry books into my locker.
"I can tell, I saw you in geometry. I've never seen anyone that bored before." Said Mary. K. leaning against my locker, flipping her auburn hair over her shoulder and applying lip gloss.
"Yeah, well, it's geometry. Ready to eat? I'm absolutely starving."
Mary. K. nodded. "Let me just go put my stuff away and I'll met you there, k?"
"Sure." I replied and melted into the crowd moving into the cafeteria.
I lined up and heaped my plate with something that looked edible. I decided that American high school cafeteria food was not as good as the movies made it seem. Lunch box tomorrow.
"Hey, Wendy, over here!" I looked to where the voice was coming from to see Alisa. She had commandeered a table by the windows, and was sitting with a few people I didn't recognise.
Out of total curiosity, I went over.
"Hey." I said to the general entourage.
Alisa motioned to particular people in the group pointing out each and introducing us.
"This is Raven, Ethan, Sharon, Robbie, Bree, Jenna, Matt and Morgan, Mary. K's sister, who I believe you met yesterday."
Morgan's gaze met mine and I felt the weirdest sensation shock through me. Like she was looking right into my soul. Ok, this was way weird.
"Pleased to meet you all." I managed, averting my eyes from Morgan's close scrutiny.
"Hey, you're from London, huh? That's so cool!" Said Bree, her eyes practically bulging with interest. "Our friend Hunter is from England."
His face flashed into my head. It took a semblance of dignity and restraint not to drool all over my lunch tray.
"You guys know Hunter?" I asked, squeezing into a seat next to Alisa.
"Yeah, he's leads our cov-"
Sharon slapped a hand over Ethan's mouth. "Yeah, he's a friend of ours, a few years older though. You?"
"I knew him in England." I said, spearing a piece of macaroni with my fork. "He was a friend of my brother, Charlie's, I used to hang out with his sister Alwyn sometimes."
Morgan's eyes burned my face. "Really?" She asked.
I nodded, chewing on the macaroni. It wasn't so bad.
"That's pretty cool. Hunter and I have been going out for about a year, I'm going to his place later to have dinner with him and his cousin Sky. You're welcome to come if you like, meet up again and such. You're brother can come, too."
I paused to think about that one. Could I handle it? Being so close to Hunter and his girlfriend, who by the way looked at me like I was some sort of Frankenstein. Live!
I guessed it couldn't hurt.
"Sure, I'd like that."
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Dinner was delicious. I'm not sure who had cooked, but it was great.
Charlie and I sat on the couch sipping tea, chatting to Sky, Hunter and Morgan. Charlie and Hunter laughed about the crazy stuff they'd done. Especially, to my horror, some of the pranks they had pulled on me.
"So, Wendy, how do you like Widow's Vale? It's sure different than the homeland." Sky smiled.
"Yeah, that's for sure. I guess it's ok, although I haven't really been here that long. I miss London so much." I replied, picking up a chocolate chip cookie and dipping it into my tea. Mmm chocolate, is there any other substance more sweet?
Not really, although pop tarts are pretty good.
I blinked. What the? I could have sworn that I'd just heard Morgan's voice in my head. First sign of insanity: hearing things.
"I know what you mean, most things are different here. Even the language, even though it's all English!" Sky laughed.
"Yeah." I giggled, pushing back the strand of hair that had fallen into my eyes.
"You should have seen her the first day we got here, she couldn't figured out why no one could understand her. Remember that incident at Starbucks, Wen?" Charlie nudged me in the ribs, hardly containing his laughter. The jerk. It really wasn't that funny. It's not like Mocha is that hard to understand.
It's hard to understand us sometimes. We can hardly understand each other.
Alright, I was officially loosing it. There was not plausible explanation for why I could hear Morgan's voice in my head, or how she knew what I was thinking. But it was freaking me out.
About another hour passed before Charlie realised it was getting late, declaring that we had to go. The whole time I had been hearing Morgan's voice in my head commenting on particular thoughts I had. Way too creepy.
Charlie went outside to start the car as I said my goodbyes to Hunter, Sky and Morgan.
"Nice seeing you again, Wendy." Sky said, hugging me.
"You, too." I replied, wondering if Hunter was going to hug me. I hoped so.
He did.
"See ya soon, little one." He said. "By the way, there is something we think you should know."
"Hmm?"
"Morgan cleared her throat. "You're a witch."
Heh?