Come to Life

Chapter VI

Legolas broke the silence once again and hugged me, whispering, "thank you."

"Whoa whoa whoa!" Christian shouted. He marched over and tried to pick Legolas up but because of his diminutive stature he failed. Samzin sighed and walked over to aid Christian. When Samzin had successfully slung Legolas over his back, he began to march away.

Parker broke away from the group and tried to stop Samzin but Legolas had already fought free.

With an insolent smirk he said, "you can't beat me Samzin." He flipped his hair and added, "I'm much older than you too."

"We need to interrogate you," Christian quipped. He poked Legolas in his chest and said, "what's with you and Katherine?"

"Nothing," Legolas replied, blushing slightly.

"Oh really now?" Samzin folded his arms across his chest.

"Yes," Legolas stated, more confident now.

"So I guess we'll meet up at school on Saturday," I announced, changing the subject.

"I have a van," Liv volunteered. "Is everyone up for this?"

Everyone chorused their agreement but Samzin and Christian were still giving Legolas suspicious looks.

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*some excerpts from the following three days*

As we were sitting in the cafeteria, Liv was stealing french fries from Riley who was glaring at her. Parker, assuming that, since Liv was not getting harmed from stealing the fries, it was safe so he tried to help himself as well.

Riley stopped his arm and said, "Liv is not the only one who is going to die at this table if you keep this up."

We all laughed at Parker's guilty expression as he withdrew his arm.

I leaned into the person next to me but straightened up immediately when I realised that person was Legolas.

"Oooh," Riley snickered. "And you say there is nothing going on between you and Katherine," she said to Legolas.

Legolas shrugged and continued to eat a salad he bought from the cafeteria. Sneaking a side glance at me, he slipped his hand under the table and searched for mine.
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"Does anyone know where Parker is?" Ms. Dupree asked, rolling her eyes.

"I think he's putting his cello away," Catherine offered.

"Why should that take so long?" Ms. Dupree demanded, hands on hips.

"He probably 'forgot' his Bible in his locker," Christian supplied while making air quotations when he said 'forgot.'

Just as Ms. Dupree opened her mouth, Parker came walking into the classroom. We all fell very silent and I grinned at Legolas; I couldn't wait to see what happened next.

Strolling casually to his seat, Parker sat down, very self conscious of the fact everyone was looking at him.

"We're discussing non-verbal communication," Ms. Dupree told him. She made a strangling gesture as she walked towards his desk and asked him, "do you know what I'm trying to communicate to you now?"

"Uhh." Parker held up his Bible to fend off the angry woman. "I had to put my cello away and I messed up my combination three times."

At that, everyone groaned and face palmed. He did this the last class as well.

Ms. Dupree gave him a nasty look and then continued her lecture on God and stuff.

I looked at my screen to see a message from Legolas:

Parker's in trouble 😂

I know, he always 'forgets' his Bible in his locker

We kept on conversing with each other while making sure we looked like we were truly engaged with what Ms. Dupree was saying.

"What is sacramental awareness?" Ms. Dupree drawled. When nobody answered, she said, "Parker? Do you know what sacramental awareness is?"

Parker looked like he wanted to just disappear but he replied, in a quiet tone, "it's an awareness of God's presence."

"Right..." Ms. Dupree muttered. She turned around and drew something on the board which she told us, was the world.

"It looks like someone eating someone else' nose," Catherine commented. Parker chuckled and was soon laughing uncontrollably.

"Are you laughing at my art?" Ms. Dupree demanded, her eyebrows raised as she advanced to where Parker was sitting.

Still laughing, he shook his head and managed to gasp out, "just discussing artistic interpretations."

"Mhm," Ms. Dupree grunted. She scowled and then turned away. "The homework is online and I want you to submit it by the end of tomorrow," she told us.

"Tomorrow?!" Christian exclaimed. He started panicking, he hadn't done anything that class except work on his wattpad story.

"Yes." Ms. Dupree frowned again and I thought about that thing our parents used to say: be careful, your face might get stuck like that.

*RIIINNNNNNGG*

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"So tell me, what was the difference between these two revolutions?" Mr. Martin demanded.

No one raised their hand and he sighed. "Fine, tell me what the next term is."

"It's autonomy," Parker supplied, without raising his hand. "It means self-rule."

"Yeah, whatever Parker," Mr. Martin rolled his eyes.

"Class is always like this," I told Legolas. He nodded and continued to play Crossy Roads on his iPad.

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"What're some current events?" Mr. Martin asked. He looked at this girl behind Parker and sighed. "Nelly?"

"Someone got stabbed," she said as she scanned the CNN article.

"Yeah, what else is new?" Mr. Martin didn't look interested eat all. "Parker?"

"ISIS killed another person," he droned.

"Was is an American?" Tessa asked.

"Of course it was, that's why the U.S is pissed," Mr. Martin replied.

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"My parents almost didn't let me come," Parker told me as he pulled his raincoat on.

It was raining on the day we were supposed to leave. Of course it was.

"We should do a roll call," I suggested. I had already made two lists last night; one with everyone's names and the other with supplies we would need.

"Chrissy and toilet paper?" I asked, poising my pen above the paper.

"Here, and don't call me Chrissy," he said as he held up a package of toilet paper rolls.

"Liv and food?"

"Here."

"Parker and knives?"

"Absent," Parker joked. I elbowed him in the ribs and he said quickly, "here, I'm here."

"Samzin and maps?"

"Here."

"Riley and money and batteries?"

"Yup."

"We're all set them," I announced. "Now who's driving?"