Javier and Paris (Falling for the enemy)

That next day at school I finally had to talk to Javier and actually work on the poetry project. So when I said "hey" he actually seemed surprised.

"What?" I asked.

"You're talking to me" He said.

"Yeah, I don't want to get an f" I said looking down at the floor.

"Well then I guess we should come up with something to write about" He said.

But what would we write about? How he was a possible killer and that I was afraid of him and yet we had to write a poem together? How wonderfull. A+

Yeah right.

"Do you want to write about the rain or something?" He asked.

"The rain? Why the rain?"

"Just so we can actually have something written down" He said. "I don't want an f either"

"Okay then write down rain"

"Is that the title?"

"I guess so"

It went pretty much like that for the rest of the class. But at least we got a first line. It was, when it rains I'm cold

Simple and yet it was at least something. We could have written about anything and yet we wrote about the rain. He came up with the rain part and kept on asking me what I thought about when it rained. So I just said "Umm, I'm cold" And that was pretty much that.

When I came home from school that day there were police at my house. Well, at least that was more exciting than the rain poem.

The police were talking to Seth on the couch and when I walked in they all looked up at me.

"This is my little sister Paris" Javier explained.

"Hello" One of the officers.

"Uh hi" I said. "What's going on?"

"I'm giving them a decription on mom" Seth explained.

"Oh okay" I said. I went into the kitchen to get a snack.

But that night I was in bed when I had a nightmare. Javier and I were in class when he pulled out a knife and struck me in the chest. I fell onto the floor and blood stained the white tiles. Police came in and took Javier away, and those people with the hospital bed came in and carried me away. I could hear the faint sound of squeaking wheels on the school hallway and I could see some of the students watching as I was wheeled away into the ambulance. Then it all went black in the ambulance and people were rushing around trying to make my heart beat and it was all dark but there was a flashing white light that was blinking above me.

Then I was in the hospital and Javier came in.

"You're supposed to be in jail" I said weakly.

"Not until your dead" He said and grabbed my feet and dragged me outside. But somehow it was snowing. Then He stabbed me continously in the snow and I stared up at him until my heart gave away to it all.

I woke up screaming and Seth rushed in.

"What is it?" He asked.

"Nightmare" I said. "Sorry I woke you"

"It's okay" Seth said coming over to my bed. "What was your nightmare about?"

"Drew's son Javier"

"He has a son?"

"Yeah. He's in my language arts class and in my dream he was stabbing me with a knife"

"I don't like that Javier is in your class" Seth said.

"It's not like he's going to kill me" I said.

"You don't know that" Seth said. "Anyways get some sleep. I'll see you in the morning"

He left shutting the door. I kept on thinking about how Seth thought that Javier was a killer. I'd thought that before but now my mind was changing on that. Javier never seemed dangerous at all to me. Nothing was wrong. He was okay. His dad just wasn't.

That next day at school Javier and I finished the poem in time to have the project turned in. Heres the poem-

The rain

by: Javier Riverstone and Paris Jane

When it rains I'm cold

As I watch out my window

At the drops of the rain

Against the glass

I go outside and let the rain pour on me

Like a bucket of water

And I get colder

And wet

And the rain is still there

The rain poem was the highlight of my day, because when I got home, my mother had been found. That is, her body had been.

Seth was standing in the living room talking with the officer again and he kept on saying "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry"

Then Seth told me just what I was afraid I'd hear. I went upstairs and cried my eyes out for the rest of that night.