Forever Drawn <2>

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© J-Lee

Chapter 2

The main question that was bouncing around my head was where did the blue steaks come from? I mean I did think about doing it to my hair, so it's not like I didn't want them, but how did they get there if I didn't do it? Hmm what did I do Friday night?... I was lying on my bed, listening to my ipod and drawing. I can't remember what I was sketching (a person obviously that's all I draw) but what did it look like? I might have been doing Art homework, but what was it? I did the best thing I could think of, I asked a guy in my class.

I turned to a blond-haired, blue-eyed boy and said "Um, Billy,"

"Yeah" He said in a gruff voice

"What was our Art homework?"

"Er, to do a self portrait but with something extra on, like a different eye colour"

I forced a smile at him and said "Thanks"

I was totally freaked. I had spent the whole night thinking how great it would be to have blue highlights in my hair, could just my thoughts change my hair? No. That would be insane. Did Chuck die my hair for a joke? Likely. He enjoyed being an ass. And how did no one notice on Saturday or Sunday? Well, I didn't go out cause I didn't have to work and my friends were busy, and Chuck wouldn't notice if my hair was bright pink.

Then Mrs John broke through my mental blabber by saying "If any one has any questions about the ten students come see me, otherwise off you all go to lunch" and I tried to forget about my hair as I met Aaron and Izzy at our usual table.

They were both quiet, which with most people meant they were talking about you, but with my little group it was normal. I brought the two of them together, before I met them they wouldn't have even said a simple 'Hi' to each other. I loved being the one they always wanted to talk to. I could tell I wasn't very late as Izzy was still there, if I was any more than 5 minutes late she would go sit with her other friends (she really hated the awkward silence, but she never tried to talk so what can you do).

"Hey guys"

"Hey" they both said in a sorta depressed way.

What was with them? They never do things the same. Never.

"What's up?" I said as I sat down and unwrapped my sandwich.

Izzy was the first to speak "Apparently ten kids from our year are being moved out of this college"

"What? When?"

Before I could get an answer Aaron added "And ten new kids are coming as they leave and we are expected to welcome them warmly" sarcasm crept in on his last word.

"I don't understand. Why didn't I know about this?" I bet my mouth is hanging open but I am totally confused so I can't shut it.

"Did you go to your last lesson? Everyone was told in third period"

Crap, crap, crap. I can't believe I didn't listen. I'm such an idiot. But now that I think about it I did hear lots of things about 'ten students' but I thought they were doing maths, it was a maths lesson for god sake.

"um... yeah but I didn't listen" I mumbled and they both just sighed at me.

I puzzled over the ten students thing whilst eating. In most colleges ten people wasn't a big deal but here there are only eighty kids in our year. That's 8% that are going to leave. 8%.

"Wait a sec. What ten people?" Was it only girls? Or sporty people? Or musical people? Or even arty people? I hope its not arty people, I like it here. The frantic babble in my head was silenced by one solemn word.

"Anyone"

"What? Their just randomly gonna pick ten of us to leave?" I was getting angry "Says who? They can't make us leave! I won't go!"

"Alright, alright. Calm down. We don't even know who's been chosen yet." Izzy said soothing me.

I sat back down, not realising that I was stood up, and carried on eating.

"So, um, why is this happening?" I said after a couple of minutes of silence.

"Apparently so certain students can get a better, more insightful out look on life" Aaron said in his posh accent he does to take the piss outa teachers.

Me and Izzy laughed quietly at his voice then stopped as we realised one of us could be going.

The rest of the day was tiresome and as I walked home after what felt like a long day I realised that 1. I didn't know when people were leaving or coming (so I mentally kicked myself again for not listening in maths) and 2. I wasn't 'allowed' to be home for another nearly five hours.

What was I supposed to do for five hours? I could call someone and go out, but I really couldn't be bothered. I was too tired and annoyed. So I went round the side of my house and sat in an old garden chair on our patio, then just relaxed. Whilst sitting there I thought about my hair and how the blue highlights got there.

Some when then I heard some noise in the kitchen, it sounded like the fridge. Quickly I got up and crept to the window so I could peek in. Ugh. It was Chuck's girlfriend. Rachel was a witch with a capital B. She was proper stick thin but had ginormous boobs (I'm really surprised she didn't fall over). Comparing her to me I look like I have no boobs! I'm slim but only a B whereas she's probably a D/E. She had shinny blond hair which obviously wasn't her natural colour and dull brown eyes that went perfectly with her pointy features. Looking at her made me glad of my pure green eyes, unbleached hair and the slight roundness to my face. But Chucks a guy and they have one-track minds, so I guess she's great for him.

After remembering she was the reason I was stuck in our grubby garden, I sat back down and started to doodle.

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