Chapter 3 people :D
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Chapter 3.
The next morning, we went to school - as normal - and fang was Mr. Personality - as normal. We had informed the rest of the flock about Fang's sudden gain of sibling-ness, so everyone was prepared, just in case. I hoped Fang's sister wasn't an evil genius, that would really suck for him. Our first lesson, English, flew over smoothly along with our second lesson, Maths. Then Physics came.
Lexa was perched dreamily in the centre of one of the tables in the classroom, swaying slowly. I sensed she was mentally incompetent… or something along those lines… then again, I'm the one who hears voices. Molly's eyes were flying around the full classroom, a wide coffee educed grin, plastered to her face. Dylan was over in the corner, staring at me every now and again, then going back to picking bits of display paper off the wall. Jeb was leaning against his desk, raising his eyebrows at Molly, to begin.
"Hello class, my name's Molly Fielding and I'll be teaching you Physics today." Her words were a blur because of her fast paced talking. "I drank lots of coffee today, I've never been to a Starbucks before! It was amazing! I had seven, SEVEN coffee's!" She giggled hard then bounced over to the whiteboard. "I don't really know what to teach about so I'm gunna write on here for a bit. Try and get your little sixteen-year-old minds to keep up with my equally aged, but far more superior brain." She rushed, grabbing a pen and scrawling on the board. "Let's do time machines!" She squeaked with joy, leaping up and down. Quiet whispers began to circulate. Some saying she was hot, some saying she was mentally unstable. Molly turned to the class, her eyes flickering. See kids, this is why you shouldn't drink coffee, it sends you mad! "Eeeeeeeeerrrrrrmmmmmmmm," Her finger shot to her lips. "You, with the hair." She pointed to a boy with thick, spiked up, light brown hair. "If you had a time machine, where and when would you go?"
The boy, who's name was Jordan, 'umm'ed for a while, his brow furrowing with concentration. "Mars." He finally answered.
All enthusiasm was washed clean from Molly's face and she sighed, holding her face in her right hand. "Kid, that's not time specific, that's distance specific. Who the heck was your old science teacher. You could still go to Mars!" The coffee must have started to ware off because Molly had stopped ricocheting off the walls. She made a groaning noise and slumped against the desk that Lexa was swaying on. "Your turn, Lex." She grumbled.
"No way!" Lexa squealed, stroking her blond curls. "I don't like Physics. It's too… physicsy."
The girls had a grumbled argument while Jeb walked into the centre of the room and began to take the lesson. The Erasers fidgeted on their feet, I could tell they were exhausted. Molly's eyes flickered to the door, and she dashed out, down the corridor. The Erasers blinked hard then chased after her.
"I'll go get her." Dylan mumbled, striding across the room and out.
I looked at Fang in a way to say, 'should we go to?'. He nodded and we stood up, then left. "Where are you going, Max?" Jeb shouted through the corridor to us.
"Free country, daddy!" I hissed as we picked up our pace. As it turns out, we couldn't find Molly, but we did find the school cafeteria - which, you know, is never a bad thing.
Nudge met up with us at dinner, at first it was just her normal blabber, but then she said something that made Fang, Ella and I look up. "I think I saw your sister today." She took a sip of her juice, then continued. "She was with Dylan outside of Spanish class. They were arguing for a bit, then she slapped him. I couldn't hear properly, but it sounded like they were discussing someone feeling tired."
Fang put down his sandwich. "How long ago did you see them?"
Nudge smiled. "About ten minutes before we came here. But she's sitting with Dylan and that freaky girl now."
Fang and I whirled around and scanned the room. Sure enough, Molly, Lexa and Dylan were sitting around one circle table, all three of them were silent. Dylan was playing with his food, looking at me; Lexa was, once again, staring off into space, grinning to herself; and Molly was glaring at a tub of grapes. What had grapes ever done to her? Lexa's misty blue eyes focused and she glared at me, then tapped Molly on the hand. When Molly saw us, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath, then tapped Dylan, who blatantly already knew we were here. Fang and I nodded at each other, he took my hand protectively, and we made our way over to them, Nudge and Ella staring wide eyed from the side lines. Fang and I sat on the spare seats in silence, unsure of what to say. Dylan felt the need to break that silence.
"Hello, Max." He smiled, receiving a hard jab to the ribs by Lexa, finished with a quiet snigger from Molly. Dylan shot a glare at her which Molly returned with much, much more force.
There was silence again, and then Molly spoke. "You were staring. Want something?" She mumbled, squashing a grape between her fingers, then smearing the leftovers along the fake wood table.
"Why are you with Jeb?" Fang asked sternly. "Are you trapped?"
Molly opened her mouth to speak but Lexa cut her off. "We're with Jeb, because he loves us and protects us." She smiled dreamily. "And no, we are not trapped. We choose to live with him, because he cares."
Molly rolled her eyes and took a grape, then casually splattered it against Lexa's face. The blond girl squealed and huffed. "I don't really think we should be talking to you guys." Molly sighed, eating the next grape she picked up. "Jeb wouldn't like to think you were polluting my mind with feelings and crap." A slight smirk hit her face, then she turned to stone, her eyes loosing all hint of humour. The two Erasers who had been guarding the doors approached and placed their hand on Molly's shoulders. "What?" She hissed viciously, people started to stare.
"Maybe it would be wise for you to not talk to these… bird things." One laughed, looking Fang up and down.
Dylan frowned. "Erm, one of those bird things happens to be awesome." And her gestured to himself.
Molly coughed, muttered something dark, then coughed again before answering the Erasers. "Sorry, what's your name? Rover? Patches? Fifi? It doesn't matter, you're not important. You're just like any other stinking Eraser. Woofety woof this and all that kind of shit." She paused to remember where she was going with her speech. "I don't get why you don't just leave, I mean, you'll have expired in a few months. Why not live a little, while you still can." She smiled darkly and raised her eyebrows, waiting for there reaction. It came.
The Erasers looked at each other, then hauled Fangs sister up by the armpits.
"Seriously guys? Again?" Molly sighed and allowed herself to be dragged away, rolling her eyes as she went.