Chapter 8

"How was the Coffin Club?" Raven asked before school on Monday.

"It was okay."

"Did you meet anyone interesting?"

"No one too interesting, but I did meet some dude who said he was from Romania. I can't remember his name though."

"Oh, okay."

I didn't feel like explaining the whole thing to her, so we started walking to class.

Trevor cut us off before we could get to the classroom. There was a bandage on his nose. I think I broke it when I punched him.

"How was your birthday Goth Girl?"

"How did you know it was my birthday?"

"A little birdie told me. How about a kiss? That could be a birthday present from me to you."

"Fine, close your eyes," I told him.

As he closed his eyes, Raven and I ran to class. He was standing in the middle of the hallway, with his eyes closed, looking like a freak.

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It is lunchtime now and we are eating.

"Would you like to meet Alexander?" Raven asked me randomly.

"Um . . . okay. When, where?"

"Friday, at 8:30pm at the cemetery."

"Okay. I've never been to the cemetery. In fact, I haven't been to ta cemetery since . . . never mind." I looked away and felt like I was going to cry. After my dad died, for about a month, I cried myself to sleep, then I never cried. Just like I have never smiled or showed any kind of emotion accept anger or despair.

"Come with me," Raven said suddenly.

She got up and I followed her. We were headed toward the exit of the cafeteria. The woman at the door asked us where we were going.

"We have to go to the bathroom," Raven told her.

"When we got to the bathroom, I asked Raven, "Why are we here?"

"Why are you so sad or angry?"

"Because I have no reason to be happy."

"Why?"

"Why are you asking so many questions?"

"Are you my friend?"

"Yes, but-"

"If there is something wrong, or bothering my friends, then I kinda want to know if there is anything I can to do help."

"You can't help! I've been like this since I was twelve. Since my dad died." I burst into tears.

"Please don't cry," Raven said as she came over and hugged me.. She reminded me of Jodie right now. Jodie always used to hug me when I cried.

When I was able to stop crying, I continued to talk. "He had Leukemia. He seem okay until I turned 12. He was in the hospital a lot. Then he just died. He always made me smile, made me laugh. Then when he died, I stopped smiling, stopped laughing. For a while, I was sad, I used to cry myself to sleep. Then I was mad, mad at the world for taking my dad away from me. I have no real reason to be happy."

"I'm so sorry," Raven said.

"Don't be," I told her.

I looked in the mirror and realized I looked terrible. All of my makeup was smudged from tears. After my makeup was fixed we went back out to the cafeteria.