Chapter Four

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By the end of the day I still hadn’t seen Justin and I felt really close to Alex already. I know what you’re thinking. “What? The girl who can’t trust anybody feels close to someone? What is this?” But yeah. I don’t know what it is but I just feels like i know I can trust him. It was the end of the day for most kids, including Alex, but I had that extra class that I didn’t even sign up for.

 

“Hey have you ever had this class?” I looked at Alex through my hair. I had tons of stuff in my hands and I haven't been able to fix my hair since Alex started playing with it.

 

“Um no. I think it's a new class this year.” I nodded and grabbed the rest of my stuff out of our locker. I never thought sharing a locker with someone would be nice but it is. It's nice to have your first friend as your lockermate. Alex grabbed the rest of his stuff and I waved goodbye as I walked away to go to my next class. Hmm, classroom 402? I haven’t had any classes in the pod yet. I plugged my headphones into my phone rather than my Ipod mostly because it was dead. Note to self; bring both chargers to school tomorrow.

 

I arrived at the class and  knocked on the door because it was closed. I looked down at my schedule to make sure I had the right classroom, there seemed to be no one in there. Wait, 3:45? i looked at the hallway clock. It’s only 3:00. Great. I thought to myself. Now i'm extremely early to a class I didn’t even sign up for.

 

Well, it is my class so I guess I could just wait in there. I pushed the door open and took in the class surroundings, but it was pretty dark so I felt around the wall for the light switch. Finally finding and turning it on I realized how big the room was. It was bigger than any of my other my other classes, including the piano room. For some reason though I got a weird vibe. Yes, vibe. I get vibes sometimes, they can be good or bad and it's just a gut feeling but some gut feelings are stronger than others. I jumped a little when my phone vibrated in my back pocket indicating that I got a text. Good, I was going to end up talking to myself if I didn't talk to someone else soon.

 

Hey are you done with school yet? If not let me know when you’re going to be home from school. I won't be back from the studio for another hour or so. How was your first day of school?

 

~Jake.

I shook my head smiling. I’ve been texting him all day trying to convince him not to come down here and check up on me every five minutes. Old habits die hard I guess. I remember when I was in the 8th grade and no one asked me to the dance so he took me and made other guys dance with me too so that it wasn't just him. I was really grateful but really embarrassed at the same time. I eventually made him take me home early. I then made him promise that he would let me take care of myself. He agreed but he’s still been really over protective... in his own way. If it wasn't for him I probably never had met Mya. He was the only reason I really ever talked to anyone except for the past two years. Mya and Jake really helped me out of my shell.

 

I’m doing good Jake :) What r u working on right now? The scene painting or the Man one? And I have some weird after school class called Special Skills that doesn’t even start for another 40000000 years. Not really. Just another half hour. But I made a friend :)

 

~ Lisa xoxo.

 

I sent my text and I sat down at the piano. I unplugged my head phones and sat my phone on the stool next to me. I blasted Fur Elise. Just because I know a couple of harder songs doesn't mean I can just pick up on any song I want. It usually takes me a day or so, mostly because I haven't but the effort into reading notes or anything like that.

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