Ok, so here is a new story. I hope you like it.
"Connor, I really hate that class," I complain, leaving our physics room. We walk towards the lunchroom for seventh period lunch.
"It's not that bad, our tests are open book and we get to mess with the laws of gravity next class," he tries to reason with me.
"So fun," I roll my eyes. "Let's just get to lun -whoa. Who's that?" I look over and see someone I don't recognize walking out of an English classroom, with an annoyed looking Clare hot at his heels.
"That's the new kid, Ian or something like that, he drives a hearse," Connor explains to me. Intrigued I watch as she follows him down the hall, her right hand holding fast to a paper or two. He stops at a locker and starts to open it when Clare catches up. She hits him with the paper in his chest, he takes hold of it, smirking at her.
"Earth to K.C.," Connor waves his hands in front of my face. I peel my eyes from the scene down the hall and turn my attention to him.
"Sorry, what were you saying?" I ask, looking back quickly before we turn into the cafeteria. Clare is storming away, while the new kid puts the papers in his locker, shutting it slowly, I can tell he's laughing even from the distance.
"I was saying I hope there is something good for lunch," he pauses, "but, you don't seem to care," He catches me staring again.
"Sorry," I apologize again. We get in line behind another new kid, Adam, he is in my math class. He moved here from the States with his family over the summer.
"You still like her, don't you?" Connor asks me, his eyes trying to make contact with my own. I think of ways to change the subject. I grab a tray and stare at the ground, and hand the lady at the register my card.
"K.C.," Adam says my name, shocking me, I look up. "Do you think you could help me with the math homework during lunch?" he asks.
"Oh, uhm, yeah. Come sit with us," I invite him over, he smiles a little.
"Thanks," he follows Connor and I to out regular table. Dave and Wesley are sitting in their regular spots, I sit across from them and Adam sits next to me. Leaving one chair next to me and one in between Adam and Dave. The hexagonal table is fuller than it has been in a while, when Connor takes the seat next the Adam and Dave.
"I tried to do this last night, but I forgot everything we did in class," Adam admits pulling out his homework. I take a bite of my hotdog.
"It's easy once you have it down," I respond once I have swallowed the bite of hotdog. "Oh, here." I say pointing at a question, "You just have to factor these to solve," I scribble out the factored version. I sense someone standing behind me, but I finish explaining to Adam. "Then you solve each side by setting them both to equal, just like the original problem up here," I point to the typed question on the page.
"Oh, Eli," Adam says looking past me, "Sorry I didn't see you there." Adam has a faint shade of shock brushed out on his angular face. I look behind me, and the new kid is standing there, looking back and forth between Adam and I.
"Thanks so much for meeting me at the table for lunch," his spits sarcasm at Adam, pressing his lips into a hard line afterwards.
"Sorry, I forgot," Adam confesses to the dark haired boy.
"Why don't you just sit here," Wesley asks enthusiastic. I shoot him a quick look, realizing that the chair next to me is being pulled away from the table.
"Why not," Eli says sitting down. I look over at him before turning my body slightly towards Adam, pointing to the next question.
"Why don't you try this one," I suggest handing him the pencil. I continue to eat my hotdog while watching the work Adam is writing out. Eli, sits eating an apple slightly to my right.
"You never answered my question, K.C.," Connor speaks up, Eli chokes on his apple a little. I look at Connor and drop my hotdog on my tray. Eli had moved making comments on a typed essay, of some sort, I decide it is probably a peer-editing thing.
"Yeah, ok, I love her," I say pushing my tray away slamming my hands on the table to help myself stand causing a minor scene. A few teaches look in my direction, one taking a few steps forward.
"Whoa, I didn't say anything about love, calm down." Connor says calmly, knowing my temper is short ended. I look back at the approaching teacher and sit down. "Even after everything you've been through with Jenna, you dated a few months. Did you ever stop loving her?"
"No," I admit, open the school homework planner that the school gives all students every year, there is a loose picture stuck lightly in the binding. I turn the book to Connor, the picture is Clare. I turn it back around and as I close it, I catch Eli eyeing the picture. I shut the book and throw out the rest of my lunch. Everyone finishes eating and we leave at the bell. I head to math on my own, knowing that Clare sits only a few feet away.
As I near the classroom I see her, yet again with the new kid. He hands her the paper he had written on all through lunch, I speed up my pace until I am close enough to hear what they are saying.
"It's boring, there is no plot, and you use too many big words. Sylvia, my love, it's unreal," he says, making her mouth shape into an "O"
"Not like yours was any better," she uses her hands when she speaks. "Fix it, and don't call me that." her mouth changes, she nibbles lightly at her bottom lip.
"Someone is a little crabby," he taunts, then walks away.
"Hey, Clare
There is something more to this, but you won't know until the end!
I hope you will stick around until then to find out.