Chapter 6: The note
I went to my locker after lunch and grabbed my history book, my pencil pouch, a notebook, my homework folder and headed to history class. My seat was closest to the door and I set my stuff down. No one else was here yet so I sat down and went over the homework that I had done over Fall Break. It was then though that I noticed a folded up piece of paper on my desk. My name was printed in bold, black, acrylic letters. With my curiosity I opened it to read:
"Vanessa
Meet me in the forest after school."
Confusion filled my face because I wasn't sure who this was.
Just then everyone all at once came piling in the classroom including the teacher, Mr. Smith. He brown hair that had a tint of grey and he wore a grey suit like he usually does. Also he was carrying a thick textbook that read Civil War.
Everyone quickly sat down and became quiet as the teacher waited for everyone to become quiet. Through the whole period he was talking about how the war started and who was involved. I didn't pay attention to this though because I was zoned out as to who could have wrote the note. It was ten minutes before the period ended that I realized who it was. The man that was talking to Ashley and I was the one. Even Ashley admitted that he had something for me.
Over the course of the day I was debating between myself if I really should go meet him there. I mean he's going to say something important if we are alone, right? My mind was like this the whole time. Over all of my mental battle I decided that I probably shouldn't so I went home on the usual route. Through it all the offer still stuck into my mind.
When I arrived at my house from the bus I walked in the house only to see Chris watching Full House. I had originally planned to talk to Chris about what had happened at school today but by what he was doing I decided to wait a little bit. I took off my shoes and threw my bag on the floor and walked upstairs, into my room. Opening the door I saw that my room had stayed the same from the time I left but something was out of place. There was a plant in the middle of the floor. This plant was a black rose. I never recalled ever getting or practically seeing a black rose before. Picking it up I examined it only to see nothing peculiar about it. So I set it on my desk and plopped down on my bed. Right now I just wanted to get a little shut eye.
I had about maybe twenty minutes of sleep before Chris busted through the door of my room with a look of annoyed. His loud banging had woken me up. Walking across the floor he gave me a piece of paper. He explained that I needed to go to the store. I went against this since I didn't get home not too long ago.
"Why am I the one who has to go to the store?" I said in abjection. My voice was about to rise into a scream.
"Because I'm older and I'm a man. You're a women. Men don't do groceries." Frustration filled my features as he said this. I took the shopping list and stood up from my position.
Chris was about to leave before I stopped him in his tracks. I told him about what happened today while he kept silent and listened. When I finished it took a moment before he was able to respond.
"I don't want you around that guy Vanessa." I had asked why and he never gave me an answer. He just walked out of the room. I yelled back at him that I'll be back in twenty minutes. So I walked out of my room, went downstairs, put my shoes back on and walked out the door with money and the shopping list that Chris had given me.
