Disclaimer: Clearly I'm not Stephenie Meyer. And if I was, Midnight Sun wouldn't have got put "on hold indefinitely".
AP Biology 1:03PM
If Mr. Dakota keeps droning on in that monotone voice of his, I think I'm going to commit a murder. This is so boring! Once again I'm left to just wait; this is getting too routine for my liking. I take a sweeping glance through the seemingly empty class room. Only about seven other students, including myself, are actually bothering to come to class. There's supposed to be about eleven, but most of the kids on the rez skip classes.
Being the little bookworm and nerd that I am, I have never skipped. Never have I gotten the guts to actually walk out of those bright red double doors that are stationed at every exit. Just to think of getting in trouble of any sorts, makes me quiver uneasily in my seat. Out of the corner of my eye, I see my ballpoint pen start to shake. It's a nervous habit, my hands shaking. Mom does the same thing, its most likely genetic. I wonder if-
"Miss Conweller!" I jump in my seat, startled by a sharp voice that cut through my previously wandering thoughts.
"Yes, s-sir?" I squeaked quietly, the words barely audible to human ears. I tried to sound confident, I tried to make it seem as though I wasn't day dreaming. But of course, luck isn't on my side as per usual.
"Did you not hear a thing I said, Miss Conweller? Or would you like to go back to dreaming about things that you'll never have?" Red, hot anger bubbled deep inside me. How dare he! I'm forever getting picked on by Mr. Dakota. It's like he enjoys seeing me completely panicked and terrified.
I opened my mouth to retort, but quickly closed it due to the menacing glare Mr. Dakota sent my way. I hung my head, letting my long, thin black hair fall into my face. Wispy, black strands cover my now pinking russet face. Just let him embarrass me and move on, I hate being humiliated.
"Care to answer me Miss Conweller? Surely you have enough mental capacity to do that." he sneered, I peaked out from behind my hair. He was wearing a malicious, smug look. As if he just accomplished something of great stature.
Faintly, I hear the snickers coming from my classmates. Their low, devious laughter cuts through my being. Slicing unmercifully through me, hurting me more then any words could. Why don't they just like me? What did I ever do to them? I'm just Kim. Little, invisible Kim Conweller. I've never hurt anyone, why are they so mean?
"No sir, I-I didn't hear you." I whispered, tears pricked at my tear ducts. But I won't let them fall, I won't show them how much they hurt me. Never.
"Yes, I knew as much. You need to set your priorities, Miss Conweller. Even though you will never be anything important to anyone, at least try to look as though you give a damn. Have some dignity." He spat, causing little specs of spit to fly onto my desk. Some snickers increased, while others audibly gasped at the brashness of Mr. Dakota's words. I took a deep breath, trying to calm my crushed ego.
Mr. Dakota didn't wait for a retort or protest, he simply turned his back to me, strolling back to the crooked chalk board with messy writing scrawled across it. He then, started teaching again. As though nothing had just happened, as if he didn't publicly humiliate me in front of my peers.
I was once again invisible. Once again I became unseen. My invisible "super power" turned itself on yet again. Is anyone willing to save me, being that I can't save myself? I wish I could, I wish I could just stand up and tell Mr. Dakota off. I wish I could just have a friend to confide in, someone to talk to. But of course, that someone won't be coming, my confidence won't shine through my timid demeanor. I feverently hope I don't remain invisible forever.
AN: Hello again! I think I'm on a roll with updating so far! My beta Mariel (I can honestly say that I completely forgot her fanfic account name! AHH!) doesn't have texting at the moment, so it's unbetaed right now, but hopefully she doesn't find anything epically wrong with it when she reads. Okay, so the next chapter will have our hottass wolfman Jared in it! But I believe he won't be acting the way we want him to, but fear not! It will all work out! The next chapter will be longer, I hope. I just wanted to get Mr. Dakota in there, for evil measure. Gosh, I really hate him. Anyway, just read, review and alert! Enjoy, my lovely readers!