Hidden Shadows

Food Fight!

Hey guys before I write the second part of this story I would like to give a big shout out to TiffianyAS, TMIISLIFE120, and funam07. Thank you for showing me Wattpad and helping me to get it.
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Well after math we went to Mrs. Collins class which is art. Unfortunately Romaine had the next class with me. Don't get me wrong I have nothing against the guy, but I have to show him to all these different classes were he has to follow me around... Feels kind of stalkerish. Is that even a word? Oh whatever... Also he has every class with me how delightful! Now I have to deal with hearing all his fangirls sigh every time he takes a breath of air. I mean how great can a guy be!
"Okay class today we are going to draw whatever image first pops into your head." says Mrs. Collins her long curly red hair was pinned up as usual so not to get paint on it.
"Really!?" Yells Brad. "Finally I get to draw whatever I want and I get points for doing it!" He looks over at me and winks. I look at him confused.
"Nothing inappropriate!" Mrs. Collins yells wacking Brad upside the head.
"Ow! So I get in trouble for pulling a few harmless pranks..."
"Harmless?!" Everyone yells in unison.
"Yeah yeah whatever let me finish jeez give a guy a break. Anyway I get in trouble for pranks while you have no consequences in abusing a child?" He gives a fake pouty face. Is he,expecting sympathy or what? Not going to happen I hope he realizes that.
"Oh you poor baby I didn't realize I was teaching a five year old you should be in kindergarten not high school." Mrs. Collins says in a voice you would use when your talking to a little kid.
"No thanks! I worked hard to get where I am!"
"Really?" People ask in bewilderment.
"What's that supposed to mean?!" He yells.
"Okay class that's enough chat get busy you don't have all day and this assignment is due by Friday." I analyze my canvas. All of a sudden I see a image of two houses one is broken down and looks abandoned with all it's windows blocked. The other was slightly similar but gorgeous its built up and painted a pastel pink with wild flowers growing all around it, but the windows were blocked on this one too. I wonder why... Before I knew it I felt my hand moved up and down in a steady motion. I couldn't see anything other than the image of the two houses. Something was telling me to look past those two covers though. This wasn't all. Wasn't the truth. The image slowly fades away and I am staring right at my painting its the same image as I saw in my head. Well at least I'm done. I shake away the strange pull I was feeling towards that place. I look around to see that no one is done I then turn my head to see what Romaine was painting. I walk behind him and take a glimpse. On his canvas was a dark red sky while the ground was littered with the bones of human and animals. The only things that looked alive was like monsters. Blood poured from there mouth but I got the feeling it wasn't their own. In the middle of all the chaos was a black chair seated in it was a man with dark brown hair and gray eyes. He held a cup in his hand with red liquid inside.
"Uh... Who's that?" I ask Romaine getting an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. He turns and looks at me.
"Roland Wade." He says. I try to raise my eyebrow then stop realizing I must look like a dork.
"Who?"
"He's a king." He says raising his eyebrow most likely wondering what I was doing with my own.
"How do people do that?!" I grumble folding my arms over my chest in a child like manner.
"Do what?"
"Raise your eyebrow."
"Is that what you were trying to do earlier I thought your nose was itching or something." He says with a smirk.
"Uh! Well your just plain mean!" I say while shoving him a bit. He didn't move an inch... Jeez I'm weak. Sigh.
"Really? Just plain mean thats the best you got?"
"What do you want me to do knock you out or something?" He shakes his head at me. What?! What did I do?!
"What?" I say.
"Nothing." I glare at him. He smirks.
"If looks could kill I would be dead... Again." I barely heard him finish that last word but none the less I heard it.
"What do you mean again?" He shrugs.
"I mean you could kill me twice."
"If your dead you can't die." I say.
"How do you know?"
"Logic it strangely makes sense."
"How could you be so sure?"
"People don't come back from the dead if they did we would be in the walking dead!"
"The walking dead? Corpses that walk around in front of people?"
"What do you mean by that exactly walking in front of people?"
*Ring*Ring*Ring goes the bell. Well thats great...
"Okay class dismissed." says Mrs. Collins. I gather my sketch book and paints up. Romaine and I head out of the classroom we stopped by my locker so I could put away my things.
"So what's next?" Romaine asks.
"Lunch." I say. He nods his head and looks up as we hear the sound of footsteps approaching us.
"Hey Elena who's this?" Stephanie asks.
"Oh this is Romaine Morrow. Romaine this is my friend Stephanie her boyfriend Robert, Mordecai, Thomas, and Devin." He nods his head.
"Nice to meet you." Stephanie says.
"So where are you from?" Robert asks suspiciously narrowing his eyes for some unknown reason.
"Los Angeles." Romaine answers glaring right back. There was a pause after that.
"Well then let's go I'm starving!" Thomas yells breaking the silence.
"Your always starving." Devin and Stephanie say. I roll my eyes.
"Anyway we should get going."Mordecai says... More like screams. Jeez I think he wants us to go deaf. We all start heading towards the cafeteria when we're there we line up and start putting things on our trays. I walked over to our table with Romaine following from behind and sit down. Everyone in school has a group the goths, jocks, preps, and then there's us we are usually called the clash since all of are personalities are different from one anothers then theres also Edgar he's a loner, he doesn't have a little group I look over at him and my crystal blue eyes meet with his own he pushes his blonde hair out of his face as he notices me looking. I blush and quickly look away.
"Are you going to eat?" I ask Romaine.
"Not hungry." He answers.
"Really?! Who couldn't be hungry at this time of day?!" Thomas asks bewildered.
"Well unlike you not everyone is a hog." Robert answers. As hard as it is to believe Thomas is stick thin anyone who looked at him would think he doesn't eat much, but once you get to know him you'll learn otherwise.
"In science today we're examining mice blood to see how it affected the plague!" Devin says enthusiastically. I see Robert and Romaine tense up.
I can see why Robert did ever since he saw the death of his parents he hated the sight of blood, but I don't see why Romaine tensed up maybe he went through something similar.
"Hey watch where your going idiot!" I turn to see who screamed in anger and at who. I see Mordecai being held by the collar of his shirt by the star player of the football team Jackson and he looks peeved.
"S-sorry man!" Mordecai yells holding his hands up to block a punch going right towards his face, but before Jackson could land a punch on him I scooped up some of my mash potatoes and threw it at Jackson as hard as I could. It landed on his face and he let go of Mordecai taking a step back. He rubs his it off and glares at me he stomps over and grabs my collar.
"Why you!" He yells. Then another glob of food hits his face. We both turn around to see Edgar wiping his hand off on a paper towel.
"Don't be to mad Jackson just look on the bright side all that food on your face really sets out your piggy features. Now if I were you I'd leave her alone." I notice Jackson reach over and pick up some of my green beans and launch it at Edgar. Luckily he dunks and dodges it just it time. Before we know it the whole cafeteria erupts into a food fight the preps were hiding underneath there table yelling not to get there hundreds of dollar clothes dirty while the goths sat in there emo corner looking annoyed. Actually it was just my table and the jocks Edgar and surprisingly Romaine helped us out too. Just then one of the metal platers comes flying at me which freezes me into place. Then Romaine is standing infront of me and has caught the tray. How did he do that?!
"I thought this was a food fight! Last time I heard your supposed to throw food not trays!"
"Actually Mr. Morrow your not supposed to be throwing food either." We all turn around to see Coach Garroway standing with his arms crossed.
"Now everyone start cleaning this mess up and no complaints about it either!"