Devin

Chapter 2

Did someone stab me with a pin? Wait. Yes.They’re poking me in the arm. There is no light in the room. Must be midnight. Must be a monster. Keep my eyes scrunched tight. A slight whimper escapes me. A chuckle escapes the monster.
    “Devin” she coos “Devin.” Wait. Oh turds. That is not a monster. I squint open my eyes. Kayla. She was beside me. It is fairly light out. It is morning. Kayla was in her bright blue uniform. Her bright brown hair was already tied in to a bobble. Being Dade’s daughter as well she had dark skin, but no where near as dark as Dade’s she was more of a glowing colour. Wait is glowing a colour? Well it’s a descriptive word, you deal with it sucker. Kayla was stabbing me with a pin. Little bobbles of blood where appearing on my arm.
    “Kayla” I yell angry taking the pin out her hand and throwing it backwards to land on my floor somewhere.
    “It’s eight o’clock, get up.” Eight o’clock? Who gets up at eight? No wait, how early did she get up to be ready, already? I roll over and pull my duvet over my head.
    “Devin” Kayla yelled. Great.
     “Dad Dad Dad Dad” she yelled on repeat. Why. Leave me. I do not affect you.
    “Jesus christ we already have two Dads, how many more are you trying to summon?” I mumbled.
    “Devin” Dad called leaning in the doorway “get up.”
    “Kayla stabbed me” I mumbled. Dad sighed.
    “Kayla thats not how I suggested you wake Devin up.” Dad couldn’t even see my arm. I could have meant literally, like in the heart with a dagger, and that would be all he would say? God.
    “Sorry Daddy” Kayla said.
    “Go on Kayla, breakfast ready down stairs” Dad said. Kayla got up and left. I allow my arm to escape the covers for Dad to see. Pity me. Leave me to mould beneath my covers.
    “Jesus” Dad said picking up my slightly bloody arm “come on, lets get up and wash this.”
Oh for gods sake. I said pity me not care for me. I took my back arm and licked it “nrghgh it’s fine.” I mumble.
    “Hmmm. Okay” Dad said “well you’re going to get up for school now then.”
    “Can’t” I said rolling over “got diarrhoea.”
    “Devin” Dad sighed “you’ve used that excuse like twelve times, at least make something realistic.”
    “It is realistic I got really bad poop problems.”
    “Devin, I know you don’t want to go in”
    “Don’t make me then. Simple.” God people can be so frigging stupid. I wrapped my duvet around me and rolled off the side of the bed. Dad sighed.
    “Devin. Get up. You’re gong to school.” Bollocks.

    “Devin Porter?” Called the substitute teacher.
    “Yes” I answer “it is I, I am here. Present in this lesson Sign me up. Mark me in. Presento.”
    “Thank you Devin. A present is enough.” She said.
    “You want me to go out and buy you presents?” I said with a frown.
    “Jesus christ Devin, would you shut the fuck up” Someone across the cross room says angrily. I try to hide a giggle.   
    “Devin you know thats not what I mean” she said.
     “I’m sorry Miss, I just didn’t think we were ready for that in our relationship” I replied. Awful I know. But how could I not? She practically begged me to say it. Also that boy across the room was getting so angrily. He was staring me red in the face. Glorious.
    “Thank you Devin. Toby Goose?”
    “Yo over here” Toby screamed, he was sitting not far from me. Almost next to me.  
    “Thank you Toby. But as I said with Devin. All you need to say is, yes Miss, or yes Jackie.” Toby squinted to his twin. They were identical in every. Both had dark skin, and black straight hair that was spiked straight in to the air.
    “This is a high school” Tony, Toby’s twin said.
She sighed “I was aware of that. Tony Goose?”
    “Yeah” Tony said. Jackie carried on taking the register.
    “Toby” I whispered across the desk gap to the right.
    “Yes Devin?” Toby asked. Tony leaned on the desk to stare across at me.
    “Whats our science teachers name?” I whispered.
    “What do you mean her name? You’ve had her for two years” Toby said.
    “Two life ruining years” Tony whispered.
    “Well I forgot. I was trying to ignore her” I snapped maybe a little too loud. No one noticed, or cared.
    “Mrs Brook” Toby said.
    “I knew that” I said somewhat half angrily to myself. Like I really did know that. It was just I'd been referring to her as the massive hung over douche bag teacher for the past hour.
    “I need to talk to her.” I say.
    “Why?” Tony asked.
    “She ran over my dog and accused me of walking cats” I say.
    “There is nothing wrong with walking cats” Ethan said. He sat next to me on my left. Anytime I didn’t have anyone sitting on one side of me Ethan would be there. He sat next to me in English and science, and sometimes he partnered with me in p.e. He had little bags under his eyes. He was a tall guy, I wasn’t really hunched over the desk that much, but Ethan sat straight up, at least two heads taller than me. He had a sort of squarish face, a bent nose, and eight perfect freckles. I hope your glad you have the exact number of freckles, I had to stare at his face for quiet a while to count them, not that I minded, but he squinted at me for that. Ethan was usually very serious. Wait, what did he say? Did Ethan walk cats? He’s tall but his arms are way to stick like to be able to hold on to a big dog. Everyone either has a cat or a dog right? Did Ethan walk cats?
    “You walk cats?” I blurted out.
    “Do I look like I walk cats?” Ethan asked me. Yes. No. I don’t think Ethan even walks anywhere. He just appears places. Was that a sarcastic question? Did he want me to answer that? Ethan.
    “Anyway” I said turning to Toby “come with me now.”
    “What? Why have I got to go with you?” Toby asked.
    “Err, moral support, my dog just died.” I said. What a dick.
    “What you want to use a pee excuse?” Toby asked.
    “Err, she’s a substitute? She don’t care.” I said. God why was he being so annoying today.
    “I’m not going to attempt to use that excuse again” Toby said. What? How could that excuse go wrong? It was literally law.
    “I shall have your backs” Ethan said standing. He walked past me and up to the front of the class like a wobbly spider. Or a wobbly scarecrow. I can’t decide. A spider scarecrow? Ethan lent with two hands on the desk as he looked at Jackie, the substitute teacher, in the eye and began whispering too her, far too quiet for me to hear. It was a pity I would not be around to find out what glorious things he could be saying. I forward roll off my chair.
“Stop” Toby said. I stopped rolling. I was not stopping because of him, just because I couldn’t roll any further. Also my spine just made this weird clunky chunky noise and I think I may be dyeing. I walked across the carpet on my knees and sneaked out the door. I’d like to say no one saw me. But I'm pretty sure most people thought my talented, and amazing forward roll ofg my chair was just me falling off it. They were giggling. But let me assure you I did not fall off my chair, I forward rolled off. I did not fall of my chair. I had made it to the hall. I sat in the hall a second waiting. I was on the ground floor. No one was around. I stood up. Why were the others not following me yet? Curse them. Curse them and their family, and their families family. The door opened. Tony and Toby had escaped.
    “I am glad you have-” I began.
    “Yeah alright, lets go then” Toby said. How rude.
    “Alright” I shrugged and began to lead the way down the hall.

I burst into the science room. There was a form in there, but I figured they wouldn’t mind. That would have been if Mrs Brook had been in that room. Mr Crush with grey hair stared up at me and snarled.
    “Is that anyway to enter a room?” He growled.
    “Is if you’re the police” I say.
    “And Devin, are you the police?” He asks. God this guy is so stupid I'm not even in a police uniform. What a dick.
    “I was looking for Mrs Brook” I say.
    “Mrs Brook is not in today because she is ill.”
    “You mean hungover?” I ask.
    “No Devin, telling lies is wrong” Mr Crush said. How dare he accuse me of lying, why would I even lie about that? What possible purpose could that even have?
    “Er, well excuse me, she looked pretty drunk when she ran over my dog yesterday” I say snappily. Some of the class make this
    “Ooooo” noise, unfortunately it is not due to my mass of popularity which I of course have, but the mass of unpopularity Mr Crush had.
    “No one ran over your dog” Mr crush said. My mouth gaped open as I turned to my surrounding audience.
    “My dog was literally run over yesterday” I say to them hoping for at least a little pity and this time they chorus with
    “Awww”
    “Order, order” yelled one student. She had a white patch in her hair and was hitting the desk with a hammer. A better result than I hoped. I mean, fair enough call him out. I should thank her for that. That was good. But where on earth did she get that hammer from?
    “Oh, you’re here today” Mr crush said and turned to his register. He quickly looked back up “Sam where did you acquire that hammer.” Sam spun the hammer around in her hand, as the person sitting nearest her (sitting two seats away) looked frightened.
    “It’s a long story involving two bats a frog, an old pond, a really nasty smell and a hunt for a possible body, and frankly, I don’t feel like telling it to the likes of you.”
    “You’re going to have to give me the hammer” Mr Crush said approaching her.
    “Ooooh, okay then, you might want to go to the hospital and get yourself checked out afterwards.” She said holding it out for Mr Crush to take. Mr crush stopped his hand hovering above the hammer what.
    “Checked out for what?” He asks.
    “Stuff” Sam said gulping. She held a neither smile nor frown on her face, making her face look chubby. Or actually her face was chubby. Mr Crush frowned.
    “Put that hammer away” he said and turned back to me.
    “Well Devin apart from accusing Mrs Brook off murder-”
    “I believe Devin” Sam said loudly. And I mean loudly. Oh my god. The kid was so annoying. What year where these brats in? I hope they look up to me. They should. I am wonderful.
    “Its lovely you have actually attended form Sam, but politely shut up. Devin go back to your class Mrs Brook is not here.” Mr Crush said.
    “Fine” I snapped and turned sharply, my coat flapping behind me.
    “Devin” Sam called behind me. Why I do not know, I do not like her.
    “What?” I ask turning for a slight second.
    “Seek revenge” she says. I squint. Seek revenge? What the heck? I could see why there was space left around her.
    “Yeah, I'm not doing that.”

(Above Ethan) I wouldn't normally add picture but I saw this cast button and I though wow- can I upload a bit on my characters here. Turns out you can't but I spent like an hour making these images, so here you go.

(Toby)(Tony)