I'm so sorry for not updating earlier. The school's been a moron and I've been busy and tired. Remember my Sailor Moon story I said I'll rewrite? Well, I decided to use those characters for my own, original novel. I've been working on it too. Hope you're not too angry
It was my 15th birthday on Sunday, February sixth. I had lots of fun with my friend, but I did not celebrate.
Just wanted to say something. Make sure you read it: some of the things that'll happen in this chapter are AlyssaHolloway's ideas. I claim no ownership on them. I'm just grateful to Alyssa for helping me. Thank you, Alyssa!
Now on to the story...
It has almost been a week since the new chemistry teacher has arrived. The things have been as usual for the girls: school, swimming, moon pool, sleeping and then all that over again. That school day was just as any other school day: boring and tiring. Everyone wanted to go home and relax, maybe get some sleep. Having school in the morning for the whole school year was something you'd never wish even to your worst enemy. And yet, the girls had the luck to have school like that.
It was the seventh period. The period everyone - both students and teachers - hates with all their heart. It was the last period for both students and teachers. All of them were tired of endless torture of a terribly hot day and dealing with lessons was just worsening everything.
May groaned as she took the notebook in her hands and, pretending it was a fan, she waved it back and forth to create a small, cold breeze to cool herself down. She looked at her writing on the notebook. Chemistry. Why did it have to be chemistry? Of all the subjects possible, why did she have to have chemistry? She never liked it. Even now when the new teacher has arrived, she still feels nothing but hatred for that damned subject. It gave her nightmares in the middle school; high school wasn't any better either. She had that F she didn't even know how to correct. If she knew those tasks, she would've gotten at least a D. She tried studying it, but nothing gets into her head and stays there for at least five minutes.
May looked at Melissa, who sat next to her. Melissa read the text in her notebook, studying to correct that terrible test. May smiled as she watched her friend bugging herself with such a stupid subject. What will I ever need chemistry for? I don't intent to get a job as a lab tech. Hell, if someone even suggests it, I'd run, like, a mile away from them. Chemistry is just a bitch and I don't like those. Kinda reminds me of Illene and Therese.
Thinking of Illene and Therese made her roll her eyes. Here she was, worrying about chemistry, while the two of them had the joy of sharing their classroom with Dyson. Why did he have to go to the smart class? she wondered. But then another thought came to mind: how did Illene and Therese get there? Illene was a bit of a geek in the elementary and middle school, but Therese always had Cs and Ds in everything. She must've cheated somehow. I wish I had cheated like that. I was just stupid! But maybe she was not. She giggled at the thought of Therese sitting there, in the smart class, wondering what everyone is talking about during class. Serves her right. Bitch!
"Hello, class", a familiar Italian accent shook her out of her thoughts. Like everyone else, she got up and returned the greeting to Silvana.
Silvana just took her seat, wrote something down in her notebook and glanced at the tired looks of the students that just couldn't wait for the day to end. Judging by the look on her face, she was tired as well; maybe even more tired. She had bags under her eyes, which indicated that she hadn't been sleeping. But still she managed to force a bright smile.
"I notice everyone is tired of school", she said.
The class nodded.
"So I have a little suggestion for you", she continued.
The class looked at her smiling face. Why was she so happy? Even though It was a fake smile, why did she force it and made it look so real? There wasn't anything happy about school; especially about chemistry, but still Silvana was able to fake a smile.
"We have chemistry tomorrow, right?"
Everyone said yes.
"How about you do an essay or some kind of project about any lesson from the book you'd like? Yes, I know you have only a day to do it, but it doesn't have to be anything special or anything extra long. Just make sure it's thorough and nicely written, and I'm fine with it. Okay?"
"YES!" everyone yelled.
"I'll be giving two grades, but don't worry – I'm not too strict when grading. Oh, and with that project or essay you can correct those terrible grades you've gotten a few days ago."
Silvana's smile widened – this time it was real. The whole class yelled and cried in joy. It made her happy, really happy. She loved working with children and seeing them happy was something she'd always work for. "You can go home now, but if someone asks, we had this period. Okay?"
"YEAH!"
Everyone quickly packed and rushed out of the classroom, except for one boy that sat alone in the corner. Chris packed his things slowly, checking his books to make sure he brought everything. He watched as May, Melissa and Destiny left the classroom and narrowed his eyes in anger. I'll find out what you're hiding. Don't worry, you won't hide it from me. No one will. Seeing as he packed everything, he said by to the teacher and went out to the freedom.
H-2-O
"So what are we gonna do?" asked Melissa. She, May, Dyson and Destiny slowly walked toward their homes.
"About what?" asked May.
"About those essays", answered Melissa. "I wanted to correct that grade today, but I think it's easier to just write an essay. If I only knew about what."
"Mrs. Moretti allowed you to correct your grades by writing an essay?" Dyson questioned, confused.
"Yup", May said.
"How about we do a project instead?" suggested Destiny. Her three friends glared at her. "She did say we can do either a project or an essay."
"And how would we do that?" May asked.
Destiny smiled. "With our powers, of course."
"No-" Dyson began, but was interrupted by May.
"I knew there was a reason I loved you!"
"Yeah!" Melissa agreed.
"Guys, let's think about this", Dyson said, "It's one thing to use your powers to make fun of others while they don't know it's you, but it's a completely different thing to use your powers in front of everyone, where everyone can see you."
"Relax, Dyson. It's chemistry", said May. "We'll just say we mixed some chemicals and got the wanted effect."
"Yeah, no biggie", Melissa smiled.
"Okay, guys, let's shut up. We've got company", Destiny warned. The small group noticed Chris running towards them.
"Hi", he sent them a warm smile and then turned to Melissa. "Can you and I have a little chat?"
She narrowed her eyes, worried; but inside, her heart pounded fast and loud. I think I'll get a heart attack. "What about?"
"About… " he looked up to the sky to think something up. "Math homework. Task seven is a nightmare."
"But I barely have a D in math", Melissa admitted.
"Yeah, but I'm sure you could help. I didn't pay attention to class that day."
May laughed nervously. "Well, Dyson here can help you. Let's go, Mel." She took Melissa's hand.
Chris took her hand as well. "No, I need Melissa. Please", he begged; his voice radiating with gentleness and kindness.
Feeling his soft skin touching her, she playfully giggled. Her heart's pounding fastened and she got that tingling feeling in her arms and legs – the same tingling she gets when her legs are about to form a mermaid tail. Yup, definitely a heart attack. "Sure. Why don't we get onto it right away?"
"Let's go to the café then."
"What are we waiting for?" Melissa's smile widened; Chris' as well. She was about to head to the café's direction, when May pulled her back.
"Hold it", she said and hissed: "We need to talk."
Rolling her eyes, Melissa stood next to her. She, May, Dyson and Destiny formed a circle and talked in a quiet tone.
"Are you out of your mind?" May growled.
"Yeah!" Destiny agreed. "And be happy we have to whisper, otherwise May would lead this conversation with desperate yells."
"Yeah", May said.
"Don't worry, guys", Melissa reassured them. "I won't do anything stupid."
May nodded sarcastically. "That's what I once said when I borrowed my grandma's favorite book about hippies. Somehow I managed to pour water all over it and rip some pages while I tried to dry them with a towel. Luckily they had a dog and I blamed it for it."
Everyone stared at her. She rolled her eyes.
"What? Like all of you are saints or something."
"Just be careful", Destiny said, ignoring May's comment.
"Are you sure about this?" Dyson questioned.
Melissa nodded. "Positive. I'm a big girl; I can take care of myself. And later when I finish this, we can work on our project, okay?" She turned back to Chris and smiled. "Let's go."
H-2-O
Chris and Melissa entered the cool room; he locked the door behind them, making her feel uneasy. What is he doing that for? She asked herself. Does he think I'm gonna escape or something? Maybe he knows I'm a mermaid. Her eyes widened, but then she breathed out with relief. Of course he doesn't. If he does, he wouldn't have locked himself in with me.
"Are you okay?" he asked in a concerned voice.
She nodded "Yeah. So what are we doing… Here? Isn't this the place where you keep your fruit to keep it fresh? It doesn't really look like a place to have math lectures at."
He laughed. "Actually, the thing about math lectures was a lie. I don't need help." His face got serious.
"You don't?"
"No. I need to talk to you about something else."
Oh, my God. He knows. He knows about me. About us. He knows! "And what would that be?"
"I was thinking and… This will probably sound weird, but… If was wondering if you would like to… Go out with me?"
What the hell? "You want me to go out with you?" She breathed out and relaxed. He only wanted to go out with me. He only wanted to go out with me. Wait, what? He wanted to go out with me? YOOO-HOOO! Oh, yeah, ah hah, oh, yeah, oh yeah! Oh, yeah-
He interrupted her thoughts. "It's okay if you don't want to. It's just… I kind of like you. You're a nice and cute girl. Kind-hearted. I simply thought that having you for myself would feel great, because… You don't know me, but if you accept my call, you might get to know me. The real me. And you might like me too."
Melissa smiled. It was the best thing someone had ever told her; not only the best, but also the kindest, sweetest thing ever. She just couldn't refuse. "Of course I'll go out with you."
"You will?"
"Yeah! You know, I've been dying for this moment."
In the heat of a moment, he took her hand and pulled her close; their eyes met and their lips touched. They both closed their eyes and let their feelings carry them. She felt his heartbeat, and he felt hers. All my dreams have now officially came true, she thought, enjoying the moment of joy.
She's beautiful, Chris thought for himself. And a damn good kisser. I never knew she was so amazing. In lots of things. He giggled inside.
Hearing someone's footsteps approaching, they pulled away from each other. Someone knocked on the door of the cool room.
"Is anyone in here?" a male voice asked.
"Yup, dad, it's me", Chris said. Melissa and I are studying math."
"Okay", Mr. Jenkins said. "Just make sure not to catch a cold."
"Alright, dad", Chris answered. His father had left in a second. He turned to Melissa, who had a happy look on her face.
"This was… This was awesome!" she shrieked.
He nodded in joy. "Yeah. Real awesome. So wanna go on a date with me tomorrow night? It's Friday."
"Sure." She turned to leave.
"See you then."
"Yup, see you then." And with that, she allowed him to unlock the door and left the room.
He watched after her; a big grin on his face widening and his eyes shining. That's it, Melissa. You're finally mine. I just need to get a bit closer to you. After that it'll be easy to get the information out of you. I'm sorry for using you like that, but I must know the truth. I must know what you're hiding from me. And after I find out, we can be happy forever and together. No one will break us apart.
The Chris & Melissa thing was AlyssaHolloway's idea.
Next time find out what'll happen with Chris and Melissa. What's Chris going to do? What's Melissa going to do? How does that involve people around them? What about the project?
I need some criticism about how to improve my writing. You know, the grammar and everything. If there is something that needs to be fixed, please say, but don't be rude please.
I decided to shorten the story up a bit so it'll not be too long. Just a few more chapters before season 2.