A/N: This is the second part of my story, enjoy!
Morticia's POV
I let out a heavy sigh as I raced out of the classroom and towards my locker. My fingers moved swiftly as I put the combination in and dropped my bookbag inside. I closed my eyes and tried to relax. None of my soothing words helped. As I turned around, I crashed into something tall, and rather hard. I looked up and saw a boy, smliing down at me. He had rather dark skin, compared to my paper white. His hair was out at all angles, a black stormy color. He flashed another grin, and I could see his white smile. His eyes were a baby blue, and I almost got lost in them. "Um... i'm sorry." I muttered, trying to step by him. But he won't let me.
"It's ok. I'm Russel Joeseph. Well, Russel Joeseph Loyd, but most people call me RJ." He introduced himself. I smiled at him.
"Morticia, Morticia Frump." I answered, shaking his outstretched hand.
"Yeah, I know who you are. You're Ophelia's sister." He responded. I rolled my eyes. Again, I was known as 'Ophelia's sister.' Its never, "Oh hey, aren't you Morticia's sister?" Its always Ophelia. "Im sorry. I shouldn't have said that. I have a twin brother, and I know he hates it when people say, 'aren't you RJ's brother?' " He apologized. I nodded my head, accepting the apology. "I-I was thinking, maybe we could hang out, on friday? You know, catch a movie at the theater?" He asked. I froze. He was asking me out? On a date?
"Um..sure?" I replied, completely unsure. He nodded his head and smiled.
"Cool, i'll see you then." He waved and walked away.
A/N: Shortest. Chapter. Ever. Kill me.