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Chapter 1: Ellen the Secret
Part 2: School Dayz
EPOV
I feel a nudge against my side, a small elbow tapping into my ribs. It grew insistent, knowing I was ignoring it, but I kept my head on my arm enjoying the wind blasting across my face from the open window. The sun was warm, shining down over my skin and it was moments like these I enjoyed most....going at things slow--normal.
"Yes, Mara?" I huff with a roll of my eyes, bugged that she was interrupting my moment with another round of jabs into my side.
Bugged? I wanted to strangle her, but I refrained. Mom wouldn't like the fact we came home minus one child. Besides, I wasn't really in the mood to do much but huff out a breath and glare at the girl sandwiched between us.
"Why don't we just super-speed to school?" Mara asked, her curls swayed against the back of her neck from it's pony tail with the bump of the ride.
She was looking down at her notebook, writing down something, it looked like a school assignment and from the date written in the corner it was due today.
"Are you serious?" I couldn't help the smirk in my voice or the constant roll of my eyes. So wasn't looking forward to school today. Well, not entirely true and the smile on my lips widen at the one reason I couldn't wait to run into there.
Yet, knowing we would come in contact with the Luthor siblings made the damper mood return and almost erase the joy of seeing 'him' today....but not entirely. I couldn't help but smile again and had to look away so John and Mara wouldn't see.
John looks my way taking the quick retreat of my face back toward the window as annoyance toward Mara's question and takes a hand off the wheel to rub her head like she hates. He laughs as she smacks it away and punch his arm making the truck swerve to the side before it's back under control.
"We live in the city, there's too many people around, Shortie." John explains, and shrugs one shoulder. "You don't want us to get caught do you?"
"So, they can dissect us and do lab experiments on us." Mara quotes, hearing it enough times from our parents and grandparents to know. "Why can't we just show the world who we are? I mean we're just like them...just a little more special."
"Come out the closet?" John says and I can't help but tease him. Well, he did leave himself wide-open.
"Yea, you know, what you been dying to do for a while now?" I smirk playfully and laugh at the death glare he gives, he wanted to do more, I could tell, but he was driving.
"What?" Mara asks her eyes going from my brother whose shoulders are scrunched to his ears and is scowling at the road in front of us to me who's still laughing. "I don't get it."
"Give it a few years, you will." I chuckle, he wasn't gay, but he was really shy when it came to the opposite sex. Just like our dad, well, use to be around John's age.
There's a girl--there's always a girl--my brother has his own fan club in fact. He has our dad's strong features and my mom's amazing looks of hazel eyes and dark brown straight hair, what girl wouldn't fall for him? But the girl in question is his best friend, Amanda, sweet, outgoing, intelligent, funny--they would make a great couple--except she so wasn't into him.
"Takes one to know one." He mumbles from his lips, to which I roll my eyes.
Why does he even bother trying to speak under his breath, I have super-hearing, I can hear!
"No, despite what you don't have, I on the other hand do have a bo-" I stop dead in my tracks, clamping my mouth shut and looking away as he raises his brow at me.
Shit, almost gave it away!
A sly smirk crosses his lips and I want to tear it off and shove it down his throat. "Thought so."
"Well, if we can't super-speed to school, can we at least show up in a better ride?" Mara sighs as we pull up into the parking lot of our combined school.
Metropolis United High School.
It was a huge one level, green, glass-building, almost looked like a university, except for the fact that little ones ran around. It features grades from fifth to twelfth, a nice little project my Uncle Bruce and Uncle Ollie invested in to keep us cousins together. Like that would keep us from getting into trouble any less, but the alternative was home schooling--Death first!
So we promised to behave and our parents had the school built, knocking out two problems at one time; population growth of the city needing more schools and having us all together to watch each others back. Yet, with some answers came only more problems...
"What's wrong with my truck?" John says defensively as his beloved old-red, beaten down thing came to a jerky stop and made a loud coughing noise like a gun shooting off.
Which made people who weren't already laughing at us turn their heads and chuckle at the ancient looking machinery that seemed to die in place. It was on it's third generation of Kents, after all and went through countless accounts of almost being demolished over the years.
I step out of the car, holding the door open for Mara to get out. "What isn't wrong with your truck, John?"
"So, embarrassing." Mara whines and covers her face with her notebook through the dark grey smoke that came from the exhaust pipe.
John coughs and waves his hand in front of his face. "What, it just needs a tune-up."
"It needs to be put down." I retort as if it was an old dog that didn't have anything else to live for.
"NICE TRUCK, JOHN! DIDN'T KNOW THE GOODWILL SOLD CARS!" A boy's voice shouts across the parking lot and we turn to see Jason the Jock and his brainless goons laughing and pounding each others hands at the insult he scored. "MUST HAVE GOTTEN A GOOD PRICE FOR IT AT FARMERS R' US."
What an ass! My teeth clamp together as the need to ram my fist into something--someones face--rush through me.
"SCREW YOU!" I shout back, my hands cupped around my mouth, like I needed to, I could have shouted loud enough to bust his ears drums if I wanted to. Must always keep up with appearances, though.
"El, just ignore them!" John scolds, his face in a hard etch as he grabs my elbow to pull me toward school.
"JUST NAME THE PLACE, BABY!" He and his goons laugh and whistles toward me, their freaken leering eyes starring me down like a piece of meat.
"HOW ABOUT URANUS, BUTTWIPE!" I get out before I'm hauled away by a brusing haul to my arm, Mara following behind us, from the idiots who still laugh like stupid hyenas.
He pulls me across the parking lot before I'm able to yank my arm back from him, rubbing my wrist from the tight clamp he had on it in his hands.
"What's your problem? Why can't you just let things go?"
"Like you? You know you look like mom, but you sure don't act like it."
"That's funny, I wish you'd act like dad, because you may have his black curls and blue eyes, but that's where the similarities end."
"Grow a pair John, you can't even tell Amanda you're crazy about her." I snap before walking to the sidewalk where a black mercedes-benz was parked.
Ok, that was harsh and I went way too far. The cold set of his back and the hard look in his eyes gave it away and I couldn't help but feel the icy atmosphere surround us. Not to mention feel really guilty for what I said.
"Look, I'm sor-"
"Save it! You're right, maybe I do need to grow a pair." He snips between his teeth making me feel even worse as he pulls away from my touch. The intense moment was interrupted as a man wearing a black driver's suit and cap came from the expensive car and went to the back door. The Wayne children have arrived!
"Ace! Will!" Mara shouts excitedly and runs the rest of the way ahead of us to meet with our younger cousins as they step from the door held open by their trusted butler--friend--of the family.
We see them everyday at school, but they always act like its been years or something since they last saw each other. I roll my eyes upward at the giggles and squeals--little kids!
"Lady Mara." Alfred greets as the three hug each other and giggle like the tweens they are. Talk about embarrassing, you'd think they were siblings by how close they are.
"What's up, Alfred?" Mara greets back all smiles as she detaches from William and Alison.
Alfred cocks his brow in a teasing matter all serious and business on the outside. "I do believe the sky is...up...Miss Mara."
Mara laughs and shakes her head at his teasing. "It was a joke!"
"Yes, indeed." A smile hints on his lips as he looks down at the younger ones with a fatherly pride.
"Master John and Lady Ellen." He nods his head in greeting us as we approach before dismissing himself as he steps back into the driver seat of the Benz and leaves us to the school day.
"Here ya go." Alison hands our sister a Twizzler from the open bag in her hand and she happily places one in her mouth.
"What is it with you guys and Twizzlers?" I ask as we head for the school entrance along with a load of other students, some young and older.
"How can't you like twizzlers?" William, the thirteen year old and oldest of the siblings ask me like I insulted the national flag and not a piece of candy.
He definitely took after his dad in the looks department, deep black-slick hair and just as black eyes, nothing like his sister who took after our aunt Chloe; mom's cousin who were more like sisters. Alison had shoulder length blond hair and blue-ish-grey eyes, but both were definitely intelligent with our uncle Bruce and aunt Chlo's combined IQ's.
But kids they still were.
"Hey, don't knock our tradition just because you don't have any candy to share." Alison says and she and Mara stick their tongues out at me and laugh.
I set my eyes back at the two in a playful glare. "You know I can so easily take them away from you."
"You wouldn't dare!" Mara giggles with a Twizzler hanging from her mouth, Alison, who looks so much like aunt Chlo giggling beside her.
My eyes roll and I smile hearing them yell 'Hey!' as I steal a Twizzler from their precious bag and plop it into my mouth, walking and chewing to the entrance doors.
"You ok?" William pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose as he looks to his older cousin.
"Yea, Will..." John sighs, and I hate the fact that I'm the one who caused him to be down the way he is.
In my defense I did try to apologize...but I knew how touchy he was on the subject...Uhhh! Why coulcn't I just keep my mouth shut? Why is it always give into the boiling temper? I was mad at those ass-faces in the parking lot, but like true Ellen fashion I took it out on John, and it wasn't fair. I'm sorry, really I am!
"Why wouldn't I be?"
"It's just that, you look..." Will shrugs his shoulders, considering his words. "....upset."
"I'll live." John huffs out as we follow the flow of students inside the building. Rows of color-coordinated lockers lined against the walls and in between various tan-wooden doors that led to various classrooms of death.
Welcome to the seventh circle of Hell!
Ok, maybe that's a little dramatic. Then again, you never went to this school or probably ever went to a school where the kids of your parent's enemy attend also. The Luthor children, father being the notorious Lex Luthor, the one who came close to finding out Superman's identity countless times and not to mention almost killed even more times.
The man who practically owned half of metropolis, including crooked cops, lawyers, politicians that were on his pay-roll. Why the slimy Bastard was never permantely pinned with charges of murder, attempt of murder, conspiracy--the list could wrap around the world three times and it was still growing.
Their mom. The infamous Lana Lang, aka our father's ex. Can somebody say awkward? The whole your mom and my dad use to go out....use to kiss...use to scr-
I think I just threw up a little in my mouth--Gah!
Alright, really only one of the three Luthor siblings is by Lex and Lana, Julian, the youngest. Named after Lex's brother who supposedly died when he was a baby--Uh-huh, that has Lex written all over it, even if I don't know the whole story. The older two, Casseous who goes by Case and Lena Lillian Luthor--Lex really has it for Roman names.
They're from a previous marriage, their mom went crazy and had to be locked up in a sanitarium with the padded walls and everything.
From what I heard, history has a way of repeating itself....
Their mom, from what is said of her, was really sweet, young and naive. She didn't know what she was getting into by marring the monster until it was too late. Through the years she saw first hand exactly the kind of snake she got hooked up to and how he was trying to corrupt her children; dilute their minds with power and harden them against humanity.
She knew she could never escape with them.
Lex is beyond rich and he would have had the best detectives, cops, search party money could buy to find her and the kids before they could even set foot on a plane. So, sadly, seeing no other way out, she tried to poison them. When they were little, five and four, I think, she placed rat poison in their oatmeal....she was so determined to make sure Lex would never have his way with their lives. That he wouldn't turn them into copies of his evil-self and ruin the good that was in them.
They didn't die--the maid who was suppose to be off for the day seen the rat poison by the pot of oatmeal and the Lady of the house serving said food to her children. Putting two and two together she screamed and got Lex as quick as she could and equally as fast or even faster Lex had Case and Lena air-lifeted to the nearest hospital to have their stomachs pumped and the poison neutralized in their system.
Their poor mom was locked away, never to see or know about her kids ever again. I was surprised Lex was gracious enough not to kill her for what she tried to do, but I guess torture is far better then death. To know her children is alive being raised by such a vile monster, but never able to see them, hear their voice or to know how they are day by day and to know in the end there's absolutely nothing she can do. That is far worse then death could ever be--Seems like whatever their father touches gets ruined somehow.
How does Julian fit into this? The time just doesn't add up, especially since he's only a few months younger than Lena?
Seems like Lex was having an affair with Lana; he'd always had a soft spot for the raven-haired twerp from what I heard. She got knocked up four months after Lex's wife already annouced being pregnant with a little girl, Lena. Lana wasn't in love with Lex or anything like that and she certainly wasn't trying to have his child, but despite all her annoying flaws, she wasn't heartless, well, not in this way.
She kept the baby, hiding him from Lex for four years while she continued to have illicit affairs with him to get whatever secrets she could scrounge out of his databases as well as make sure Lex didn't have any evil plans of trying to find out my dad's secrets, especially with the arrival of Superman.
Her real reason for constantly going back to Lex's bed--to protect my dad. Oh, yea, mom had a field day when she found that little fact out!
They were married before once upon a time and married again after he had his first wife, Casseous and Lena's mom, committed. After all the chaos Lana went through the first go round, she was crazy to give it another try--though I guess she really had no choice if Lex threatened to take custody of Julian from her, if she didn't.
Or so the story goes...
My heart can't help but feel pained inside knowing what a crappy life they must of have growing up with all that and having those two for parents. Someone with a heart just can't help but feel bad for them....
"What is that smell?" Lena says in a haughty voice leaning against her locker door, oozing prim sophistication like she's Queen of the universe.
....Until you realize they have no hearts, so it must be easy for them to deal with the pain.
At fifteen, she was tall, slender with blackish-red hair that, depending on the light, could be as black as ink or as ruby as blood. Livid brown eyes squinted behind heavily made-up, black eye-lined, almond eyes. She was attractive, she never flaunted it past just oozing money and class....but she knew she could have men begging.
She'd just rather spend her time hating us...
Casseous was next to her, towering for a sixteen year old, and looking past his demented attitude.....looking really, really hard....he was attractive. Thick bronze curls, the same color of his sister's hair, laid in short layers around his squared head. Eyes a muddy olive-green were hard and cold deep in their sockets.
He was leaning back against the lockers, arms folded and a nasty grin on his lips as he eyed us walking by--not fast enough.
"Sister, be kind, it's not their fault." He replies sickeningly, that awful sneer on his lips never leaving as he elbows Julian in the ribs. "Is it little brother?"
Julian looks away, cheeks red, as if embaressed to even share a last name with his elder siblings, he looked like he wanted to say something, but didn't dare do so.
"Seriously, shower much?" Lena goads on as we stop a few feet away where our own lockers are, glaring back in disgust of them. "You can smell the corn fields and cow crap radiating off you a mile away."
"Such is life in Hicksville, right Kent?" Case shouts to us not caring people are stopping to see where this will lead.
"Shut the hell up, Luthor, you're one to talk!" I can't help but see red and wish I had heat vision at moments like these when they're around.
It was bad enough trying to deal with headaches and pains when dealing with our powers, on top of trying to be as normal as possible because you know the world just won't accept you as you are. That their snide comments every single time we see them in school were really starting to grate my nerves and I couldn't help but snap with the boil of my temper.
"At least we don't come from a nut and murder!"
"Bitch!" Lena spits out at me and I can see her eyes wet with tears from my words and knowing thoughts of her real mom is running through her mind.
John pushes me back hard against the locker, almost imprinting my body into the steal of the door. "Stop it, now, El!"
Me and my mouth, I really need to control my temper and I feel my own eyes start to become wet because I know I sunk really low by saying that....and it really must of hurt her.
The next thing I know, John is being shoved off of me and to the floor as Case starts to kick him into a ball until all John can do is curl up like a fetus. Not letting Casseous get away with that on my brother I leap on his back locking my arms around his neck, trying desperately to control my anger enough to not tare his head off with my super-strength when really all I want to do is give in.
Yea and really give the kids crowding around a show--a headless human corpse with blood squirting from his neck!
"Get off him!" I shout in his ear, he winces and tries to swing me off but keeps up with the kicks into the my brother's stomach.
I can hear Mara shout somewhere behind me as Will and Ace knew what they had to do and try to keep her back. We were only half-kryptonian but we still could so easily kill someone without trying, especially since we really didn't have control over what powers we possessed.
There was pain against my scalp as I was yanked back by my own hair, it was fisted in Lena's angry hand. "You hickville bitch!"
Her fist was coming toward me, I could see it, watching it like a slow motion movie and the worst thing was I so knew I could dodge it but not in front of the crowd of students that gathered around like a mosh pit to see a fight. Before her fist could come any closer, her body fell to the floor sacked down by Lara as Alison and Mara grabbed my arms to make sure I wouldn't try to take advantage of her defenseless position.
Alison I knew I could easily fling off, Mara would be a little tough but I was too much in shock to try to attack Lena back. A few feet away William and Lara's brother, Adrian, held down a very pissed off Case as he tried to buck and throw the two off of him as a stream of colorful words flowed from his lips. Good thing Adrian was half-Kryptonian as well or I don't think those two would have been able to hold him down as psycho at the moment he looked.
"Get the fuck off me! Get your filthy hands off of me!" Case screeched like a mad-man as he kicked wildly.
"Calm down Case, nobody's hurting you." Adrian said to him, but he doesn't stop and Adrian and William don't let go.
"You're no better then they are Queen! No matter how much money or business your father owns!" Case rants, wanting blood. "You're a hick just like them!"
I rushed over to John who sat up on his bottom wiping away some blood from his cut lip, Julian was already by his side trying to help but John pushed him roughly away.
"Don't touch me!" John leaned into me, allowing me to help him to his feet but soon directs his anger against me.
"What the hell were you thinking, El?" He said pushing my hands away and I try hard to hold back the tears even though I can feel them building up in my eyes about to spill over my bottom eye-lids.
My wet blues went past John's shoulder and looked at Julian, his face portrayed a defensive expression, he wanted to do something, he could see how hurt I was and he wanted to help me. Even against my own brother, but it was my fault things got this far--I should have just listened to John and let things drop, they were just words...they can't really hurt you, but what I said did more then hurt, it stung.
Julian backed away as I shook my head 'No', he didn't like it, it showed in his light brown eyes, his body tense as John stood there grilling me out, but I wouldn't let him stand up for me when I was the one to blame in the first place. Seemed like my powers weren't the only things I needed to learn how to control.
"What is going on here?" A woman's voice broke over the chaos of students cheering on the fight and everyone scattered to get away from the punishment of being caught by a teacher.
John lets go of the tight grip he has on my shoulder and Lena and Case push away from our cousins as they let them go. Our heads turn to see Aunt Kara walking toward us calmly as kids continued to scatter to their first classes of the day, all business and casual as if at a meeting. Her blond, long curls pulled up into a bun, hands behind her back as the pencil beige skirt and matching dress-jacket hugs her toned frame.
"I said, What is going on here?" She asked again, her eyes starring harshly at her two children Adrian and Lara, our golden cousins as we liked to call them because they were a mixture of tan skin and golden hair like both thier parents; aunt Kara and uncle Oliver.
They had the unlucky disposition of having a parent as a teacher who taught history and was a leading chairman of the school board. So she pretty much ran a lot of things around the school besides the principal...but still, it sucked to be them!
"We didn't do anything, Case, was attacking John-" Adrian spoke first, his eyes in slits as the Luthor siblings gathered back together like a pack of wolves.
Case glarring retributuion our way and wipping his hands down his money-suit as if trying to wipe away our filthy prints.
"And Lena attacked Ellen, mo-Mrs Queen." Lara followed, only fourteen and she was easily turning into a supermodel-figure like her mom, thin, tall and long bouncy curls she kept into two pony tails on either side of her head.
"Is this true?" Her sharp voice came, sizing us all down individually as if she could see if we were lying--our eyes turning away at her hard stare or glaring toward the Luthors.
Case smiled smuggly, pulling at his collar and looking as arrogant as a god. "Liars! What reason would I have to go beneath myself. As you saw they were the ones on top of us."
That slimy rat-bastard! I gritted my teeth, they felt like they would crumble in my mouth as both sides went up in loud voices arguing and throwing accusations back and forth.
"Quiet!" Aunt Kara shouts, bringing us to an instant silence.
"I advice you do something about the four of them or you and this school will definitely be hearing from my father." Case thought he could rule and boss everyone around by just throwing his daddy's name around--Jerk!
Aunt Kara's eyes went cold the only thing that changed on her composed face. "I advice you to be the student and let me do my job, Casseous. If you don't like how things are ran around here, then I suggest you find a more fitting school for your standards."
Casseous slitted his eyes, mouth in a sneer but he kept quiet as his siblings stood on either side of him....deathly warning in their eyes with our aunt being the only barrier between us.
"Now I want everyone to their classes, except Ellen and John, check out Mrs. Beadle in the Nursing Office." Aunt Kara demanded and the little ones were the first to run away late for their first class.
The Luthor siblings followed, slowly dragging themselves away as if waiting for another chance to get their hands on us again, but soon even they were gone. Adrian and Lara patted our shoulders and gave us sympathetic looks before the glare of their mom's eyes sent them away and here we were alone with the woman.
"What were you thinking? Ellen, you could have killed him." She was mad but more then anything she was scared, she wanted to super-speed to us and grab me off of Casseous herself, but with all the students around she would have blown all our cover.
Years of cover that I almost blew by attacking Casseous....and she was right I could have snapped his kneck off. I just looked away, angry and hurt that we were the ones that always had to sacrifice so much because of who we are.
"He was attacking, John, what did you expect me to do?" The words snap from my mouth but I still couldn't meet her blue-eyes to blue-eyes. "Act like a girl and hide back in the crowd?"
"We're half Kryptonian, El, do you seriously think his kicks really even hurt?" John was still furious with me, his lip busted and bleeding. He called that not being hurt? Ungrateful!
"This wouldn't have even happened, if you just didn't open that big mouth of yours."
I turned on him, my eyes blue steel and flaring with anger. "So it's ok for them to walk all over us every chance they get? You don't mind being called a hick and let them make you feel like something lower then trash?"
Aunt Kara place her hands on my shoulder to try and comfort me, even maybe calm me down but it wasn't working and I just snatch away from her touch.
"El, we're Kryptonians, we're way better then the Luthors will ever be...." He was really starting to piss me off with his self-righteous act. "...and their words can't hurt you, unless you let them....and you're letting them.
I couldn't stop my temper from slipping, like I said a weakness. "Shut up John! I don't care about being a Kryptonian...I want to be human! I want to be normal!"
Their eyes were on my back as I walked away, tears stinging my blues as I head for the Nurses' office, I really didn't need to go but I didn't want to go to my first class either.
I was laid out on one those doctor examining beds, the brown puffy tables wih the strip of papery tissue covering it for sanitation purposes, clinging to my arms and legs when John walks in. He places his hand on my arm, an apology or just because he knew I was upset, but I snatch away and he sighs as he walks over to a chair to slump in.
Soon Mrs. Beadle the school's nurse walks in and I could feel her cold hands touching my head. "Well, you don't have a fever. What's wrong Elle, dear?"
"El." I groan out, I hate when she calls me that and I think she knows because she does it on purpose even after the millions of times I've corrected her.
"Well, El, what's wrong with you?" She ask with the patience of a school nurse whose been working here for four years now.
"My head huts." It didn't but like I said anything to skip first class with Mr Hines and the magical world of literature--kill me!
"Ice pack." She says pointing to the fridge where they were stored, her quick cure for everything. "And when you're feeling better please get back to your classes."
She walks over to John as I drag myself lazily from the table and over to the fridge with a huff, her eyes roll at my dramatics and looks over the cut on John's lip. Turning his chin in her hand this way and that to get a better look of his face.
"Doesn't need stitches and the bleeding is starting to stop.....ice pack." Mrs. Beadle juts her thumb to behind toward the fridge where I'm standing glaring my eyes at him.
"I"m fine...I don't need one." John refusing the offer and leans back his head, closing his eyes.
"He'll take one." A voice that has John sitting straight up with slightly pink cheeks comes from beside me as Amanda walks in, gives me a friendly smile and grabs an ice pack from the freezer. "Stop being silly."
John smiles goofily, charming to other girls as Amanda pushed the ice pack against his face giving him a teasing scold. "He-Hey Amanda, what's up?"
My brother, the original Casanova, I roll my eyes and zone them out as I go back to the table to lay down and pretend to be sick until it was time for second class. All the while the two were laughing, bantering, talking about whatever with John further making himself look incompetent when other times he was cool when it came to hanging around his best friend.
Until he discovered he had feelings for her and that's when I wasn't the only one who was aware of his drastic personality change around the girl who knew him since he was in grade school. Amanda notice too and although he was her best friend, she didn't see him past just that, and wish he would just be himself the way it always use to be between them.
I must have dozed off because the next thing I know Mrs. Beadle and shaking me lightly on the arm.
"Alright, kids, you aren't staying here any longer. I don't want to hear any mess from anyone." She says ushering us out with the sounding of the bell for second class to begin.
Excitedly I was the first one to push out the door and into the filling halls with other students as they try to fight through the swarm to get to their next class as well.
"See you guys at lunch!"
"Elle, stop running!" I could hear Mrs. Beadle shout at me, but I didn't care. "That girl is always so happy around this time."
"Yea, I wonder why." John groaned with a roll of his eyes, he kind of knew I had a boyfriend, but not knowing exactly for sure or who it could be.
I hear him give a fake groan as Amanda pushes him playfully along to their own class they had together. Soon my thoughts were of my own class and who I would see and I couldn't fight the smile spreading my lips widely in anticipation of seeing 'him' as I made my way through the winding, maze-like halls and through the no-elbow-room swarm of other students. My feet stopping me in front of the tan door...same as all the rest.
Time for class...
To Be Continued.
A/N:Any thoughts of who her BF could be? hehehe Thanks for Reading...be Cool and Review! Thanks! Any cool ideas or suggestions feel free to give, thanx!
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