Love Is All You Need?

Chaper 3

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I slam my fist on my alarm clock.

I get up off my bed lifeless, walking to my closet. I Find a Plain gray T-Shirt with a black hoodie, and some black legging.

I don't have much of a fashion sense. My whole wardrobe consists of Black, Gray and navy blue.

I go to my mirror. Pick up my brush and brush my hair quickly.

I put on my black shoes and grab my red and black backpack, slipping out of my room.

I walk to school, even though its a little far away.

It wakes me up. It keeps me calm. Sometimes when I'm in nature, I can almost FEEL. But then I check the time or move my body and all signs of actually feeling something are gone.

Walking by myself like this in the morning always gets me deep in thought. I like getting deep in thought.

Before I know it I'm at school.

I always come early, even though it takes 20 minutes to walk to school at the pase that I go.

I walk into the brick building. I feel the air change. It's always stuffy in this school.

I go to my locker, and put my stuff in it. I get my sketch book, because I have art first hour.

Walking into the art room, I am yet again the only person here. I like that. I get to be alone. It's quiet. It's peaceful.

I go to my usual spot, by the door in the back. I open my sketch book and start to draw a tree. I'm not that good at drawling, but I love to draw trees and birds and flowers. I love to draw nature.

I'm startled by a slamming sound. I look up, wide eyed. A boy slammed the door and is holding it shut, like someone is trying to get in.

He looks at me and swears under his breathe. He locks the door of the art rooms and walks to were I am sitting.

I don't recognize him. Yet I don't look at people in school. I don't make friends.

"Who are you?" He asks harshly.

I look in his eyes. They look soulless. I can't help but think of myself.

Then Suddenly he is pinning me against a wall.

"Who are you!" He says again.

"Faith" I look in his eyes again. Something is not right. I don't know what but something is not right.

He lets me go and passes back and forth. He is whispering things under his breathe. He turns back to me.

"You saw nothing okay?"

"But I did see something"

He gets closer.

"Don't you know who I am?" He growls.

"No. I don't know who anyone is in this school."

"You must be new."

"I've been at this school since the first year of high school"

"Then how to you not know me!"

I look away. I don't want to talk to him anymore. I hate questions.

I feel something grab my hand. It's the guy.

"Look I need to to hold my hand" he pulls me out the door.

Something is not right in my head. I shake my head to make sure I'm not going insane. What is this in my stomach!?

He pulls me around the school, looking for something. Someone maybe. Then he stops. He looks at this guy. The guy looks at him. He holds up out held hands at the guy. The guy looks at me. I look at him lifelessly. Then the guy walks away.

"Drake." He looks at our held hands.

"Okay" Drake is his name. Wow.

He lets go of my hand and looks into my eyes.

"How do you do it?"

"What?"

"How to you make your eyes so.. Dark?"

"I don't." I look away from him. He keeps looking at me though. I hate his stare. It makes me have something strange happen to me. I don't know what this is. I have spent 10 minutes with this guy and I want to hide in a closet.

"Hey." He tilts my head to face him "Bye" he lets go and walks away.

I touch my face. I look to where he had just walked away from me.

I just stare at the ground after that. I look at the ground all day.

I am afraid to look up and see 'him'
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School is over. I walk home.

Opening my home door, I see my brother is already home. He is in a community college.

"Monster" he whispers.

I look at him. I just look. He has given me that nickname a long time ago.

He looks up at me, with those eyes that could kill.

He never makes eye contact with me.

I don't mind really.

My mom comes through the front door and looks at me looking at my brother.

"Faith, can you go to your room." She asks.

I leave.

I go to my room. I look in the mirror. I look at where he touched my cheek. Drake. Why do you giving me tingles? This has never happen before..