Who Are You?

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Hey guys! So the picture in the media is  Riley. I hope you like this story. If you do comment and vote and all that fun stuff. I'll give you a cookie if you do! Bribery at it's finest :D CARRY ON (my wayward son!)

Autumn POV

My chin burns as I skid across the floor. I lay face down on the floor in humiliation. A chorus of laughs erupt around me.

"Freak." A girl says to me as she kicks my leg and walks away. I'm biting back tears when someone pulls me off the floor.

"Okay, jackhats, move along. There's nothing to see here. If you don't move you'll be the next one on the ground." The guy says. He winks at a girl as she walks away before turning to me.

"You got a little blood." He points to my chin. I quickly wipe it away and say thanks.

"Well, I just saved you from too much embarrassment. So I think you owe me." He holds out his hand. "I'm Casper by the way."

I shake his hand. "Autumn."

"I think we're going to be good friends, you and I." He puts his arms around my shoulders, steering me towards the cafeteria.

"Where are we going?" I ask him, even though it's really obvious.

"To lunch. And since we're best buds now, you get the honor of sitting with me." He points to a table in the corner of the room, right by the window.

I'm staring at the table like it's heaven. "It's a beauty isn't it?" Casper stares at it with big bug-eyes. His eyes are as big as Bugsy's from Bedtime Stories. We walk over to it and sit on the throne of awesomeness.

"Where's your food?" Casper asks me.

"If I don't eat here I have an excuse to eat more when I get home."

"Ah, smart girl." He says as he stuffs chips into his mouth.

"Want to play a game?" He asks me after a few minutes of silence.

"Sure. What is it?"

"Okay so, we point out a person, and whoever can make the best, most offensive nickname for them, wins." He starts looking for a person as he speaks. His view gets blocked by a blonde girl I recognize as the one who kicked me.

"Casper, why are you taking pity on the freak?" The blonde says. Even though I don't show it, her words sting.

Casper just stares at her, his eyes questioning. Out of nowhere he snaps and points at her. "Bimbo."

We burst out laughing as the blonde storms off, nostrils flaring like a bull.

"Don't listen to Olivia, she's just a bi-" His words get cut off by the bell. We start walking out of the lunch room when Casper asks me what class I have next.

I point to my schedule, "Chemistry."

"Awesome! Me too!" He grabs my schedule out of my hands so he can read it. "In fact, we have every class together for the rest of the day. That's right, you have to endure four hours of me, every single day." He puts more emphasis on the last three words.

"How will I make it, having to see your face for four hours straight." I put my hand over my heart to make it more dramatic.

"Oh, the horror! It just makes me want to faint." Casper falls back and straight into my arms. I struggle to keep him up under his weight.

"Casper, I'm going to drop you. You're really heavy."

"Shh, I'm fainted." Apperently when you "faint" you don't say words correctly. He opens one eye then closes it quickly.

"I'm going to pretend that you didn't say that wrong."

"Drag me to class, my lady." He says loudly.

"I'm dropping you." And I do, right on his back. I take off down the hallway towards chemistry.

"I thought we were friends!" He yells from the floor. He catches up with me really quickly and attacks me from behind. We both end up on the floor crying from laughter.

"Get to class you two!" A grumpy old lady who resembles a dinosaur yells at us.

Casper helps me up and whispers "I think I just saw the devil."

We're still laughing when we walk into the classroom.

"Mr. Tell, this is Autumn, she's new." Casper slaps me on the back and walks to the back of the room to sit at his lab table.

"Welcome. You can sit with Mr. Sablo." He gestures towards Riley as he hands me a book. When I look at Riley my stomach does a little flip. I don't know what the feeling is, happiness or fear.

I set my stuff on the table and sit. "Hey." I whisper to him. He replies with a small smile, keeping his eyes on the front of the room.

"Today we're doing a lab on-" Mr. Tell goes on about some stupid science crap that I don't care about.

"Can we please pick our own partners for once?" Casper shouts from the back of the room.

"If I did that what would be the point of putting you with the people at your table?" Mr Tell says as he hands out papers. The whole class laughs when Casper fake pouts.

"Okay, get to work."

I turn to Riley, "I have no idea what we're supposed to do." He smiles and takes the paper from me. Our fingers brush together and I feel like I just got shocked. A wave of visions come to me so fast I can't even comprehend what's happening in them. I gasp when I catch a glimpse of one of the visions.

Riley jumps up from the desk, his eyes accusing me. He stares at me like I shot him. Everyone is staring at us, wondering what just happened.

He doesn't even bother grabbing his stuff as he runs out the door. He leaves me there with people who are judementally staring at me.

I don't care about them though. I only care about the image in my head that was left by Riley.

He was talking to someone. Someone who resembles me.

Someone who is me.

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