Angels in the Alleyway

Chapter Two

Darcy Harper

When the bell dismissing the last session of my class rang, my braid had already turned into a hapless mush.....but at least it had been an informative day, unlike those instances wherein the teacher sits at his desk and yells at our class almost all day for being complete and utter failures in our lives. It was nice to know that we actually learned something so it hasn't really been too terrible of a class today.

I glanced up at the clock and gasped, realizing that there wasn't much time anymore. Quickly, I gathered my things and headed straight out of the door.

"Darcy!" I heard a voice yell out. I turned towards the door and saw my neighbor and my younger friend, Rosalie Lopez, waving at me, smiling. "Darcy, aren't you going to walk home with me?" she asked me in her usual sweet tone

I just smiled and said "Yeah, um, Rosalie, do you mind waiting for me for a little while? I have....something to pick up so.....just wait for me and I promise that we'll take a pit stop at our favorite snack stall!!"

Rosalie pouted and said "You better hurry then. I still have studying to do."

I chuckled to myself as I quickly walked down the hallway. Rosalie has always been the studious, good kid. I have total faith in her and I just know that she'll get into an excellent university and do great things --- things much better than what I've been doing in my life so far.

But gosh, that girl really needs a boyfriend! She's always got this serious, concentrated expression on her face except when she's with.....hmmm. I just might have an idea. I should probably tell Megan, another good friend of mine, all about it later.

Ah--there goes my short attention span again! Anyway, I really was in a rush to get to that hallway when a freshman guy suddenly bumped into me, spilling some water from the water bottle that he was holding onto my skirt. He quickly apologized afterwards and asked if he could do something about it.

Rather than getting all mad and fumy with him, I just smiled at him and said "It's no problem. At least it missed my shirt so it isn't really that bad. Just be careful next time okay?"

With that response, the freshman boy just stared at me, probably stunned because no senior girl had ever treated him like this before. After apologizing again, he finally went on his way before disappearing from my sight.

As you can probably tell by now, I'm an optimist. I look at the bright side of life. I mean, I'm not ridiculous (at least I don't think I am). I just think that everything in the world is peachy dandy. No, I am not naive. In fact, it is because the world is exactly the opposite that I feel like we don't need to continue spreading these negative vibes around all the time. If more people smiled, if we were kinder, more accepting and saw things through a more positive scope then people wouldn't have nearly as many problems as they do now.

A smile can tell people a lot. It can also make them feel a lot better so that they wouldn't have to use up unnecessary energy on you. People already have enough issues --- guilt and uncertainity shouldn't be another burden that they should carry for or because of someone else's actions.

I stepped into the 'A' corridor and at the right time I could tell. The door of a classroom swung open and the one who almost always occupies my train of thoughts, the boy I've always dreamed about, finally stepped out. He wore a serious, almost regal expression on his face and the short heels of his shoes clicked meticulously as a group of four other students started to follow him anxiously. Several other students, mainly girls, were gazing right at his direction as they silently squealed yet even with all of this, he never turned his head once.