The Other Side

School and Powers

A/N Hey thank you guys so much for reading my story! Over fifty reads! I can't thank you enough! Well read on my fellow friends.

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Looking up at the big red building in front of me made me sick, it was the place I personally like to call the living hell. This is the place were I'm always surrounded by idiots with the few exceptions of the extremely intelligent kids that all they do is study 24/7. Opening the doors to the horrible place the first thing I see is a guy hurtling towards me in immense speed making me fall onto the pavement.

"Seriously dude, can you actually be considerate and not knock people down onto the ground!" I exclaim. I look up at his face and examine it closely. The boy seemed familiar, but I couldn't put my finger on it. He seemed to have an worried expression on his face, like he was going to miss something important.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry I'm just in a rush and have to see my friend..." I spaced out on him, frankly I didn't care where he was going or what he was doing I just wanted to get out of this awkward situation that I'm in. Finally he took a deep breath and said "Here" and stuck out his hand.

"I'm fine." I stood up and roll my eyes. I pushed through him. I'm starting to walk to my locker when I hear him say.

"By the way, my name is Brendon. Your Violet right." I stood there for a second in disbelief, someone actually knew who I was. I feel my heart pounding out of my chest, what do I say. I thought no one knew who I was at school, or even cared. When I heard that I stutter and say.

"Yes, my name is Violet....How do you know that?"

"You sit behind me in the English class, I've read one of your stories once, it was amazing." Brendon said.

"Thanks" I hastily pick up some papers that dropped out of my bag from the fall and head towards my locker on the other side of the hall. Well, that was awkward. I cringe thinking about the conversation.

Once I get through the sea of students crowding the hallway talking about hookups and breakups I find my locker huddled in the corner of school and open my locker. I stuff my bag inside and take out my books, phone, and headphones. I plug in my headphones and put my music on shuffle. The first song that came on was a song called "20 Dollar Nose Bleed" by Fall Out Boy comes on. Feeling a little less worked up then before I walk to my first class, physics.

Somehow I got into an AP Physics where there are literally only four people in the entire class, and I'm the person who is most likely failing. The one kid named Caspar in the class knows everything there is to know about physics or anything science related, the class honestly thinks he might be a robot. Tyrone, a persons of many horrible qualities, for example he picks his nose, doesn't brush his teeth ( I can smell it everyday ), and never showers. I think his mother has never taught him what proper hygiene is. Then theirs Julia, the class pet. Will do anything the teacher says and never has broken a rule in her entire life, and if she ever caught you breaking the rules, better be thankful that your alive after that. Last but not least, there's Miss. Jackson. She is the nicest, helpful, and gracious teacher, if it wasn't for her I would have transferred my class a long time ago.

"Hi Miss. Jackson!" I said smiling at her.

"Violet! Just the persons I needed to talk to." She said with a huge exaggerated smile. I know that smile, it means there is something wrong. My stomach does a somersault. "Your test, I didn't get to give it to you last class because you were absent. Here, I have it." She walks towards me with that smile that I hate. Miss. Jackson hands me the test and says, "Now look it over, I'll be at my desk if you have any questions. Remember that this test cost for 75 percent of your grade. I hear the click clack of her heels as she walks toward the big brown desk in the corner. I stare down at the piece of paper, to afraid to flip it over. I can feel her eyes watching my every move. My hands tremble as I slowly as I see the grade. I isn't what I expected. An A! Overjoyed with excitement I feel a smile creep on to my face. I sigh of relief escaped my mouth.

"Thank you Miss Jackson." I say to her across the room.

"Violet, why are you thanking me? You did all of that work," She says to me the four words I've hoped for "I'm proud of you." I feel heat rising to my cheeks.

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(Time Passes)

I look up at the wall in the middle of a horrible math lecture. I look around to see that the whole class room looked like a person put sleeping gas in the whole room, and mostly everyone is affected my it. Me, being the only one out of a few students actually awake, I'm writing in my journal. I figured that the teacher would think I'm taking notes, yet I'm also doing something I love, anything to do with literature, I never got caught since I sit in the back row in the far left corner. Listening to the teachers monotone voice for a hour was not on my agenda, so I take out my earbuds again and start playing songs on shuffle. For some reason the song that comes up is a lullaby for Terrace comes on. I bought this once so he could fall asleep, I never planned on actually listening to it. I didn't want to get caught taking out my phone so I just keep the song on. Slowly but surely, I fall in to a trance and everything goes into darkness.

I'm standing in my mothers room looking at an old picture of my father when he was my age. I feel a tear slide down my face. Suddenly I hear the doorbell ring and the hairs on the back of my enact stand up, I wasn't expecting that. I carefully put down the portrait and wipe the tears off my face. Questioning if I should open the door or not while I hold the round cool metal surface I hear another ring. Finally I made up my mind and I swing the door open. I see a man holding a bunch of roses. My stomach does a backflip, I don't know who he is or what he is doing here.

"Is Maryanne here?"  Says the man with a confused look on his face.

"No!" And I slam the door in his face and run into my room.

At that moment I wake up with a startle. It was just a dream, weird dream it seemed so realistic. My face feels hot and wet.

"Dammit," I murmur under my breath. I got my journal wet.

I hear the bell go off as most other people slowly start waking up. I stuff my everything into my bag as fast as I can and try to leave unnoticed, I have no interest in another awkward conversation, one is good enough for today. I take out my phone to check the time, 3:25, time to get out of this hellhole. I smile with glee thinking about that thought as I rush to my locker. Weaving through the crowd of idiotic teens to get to my locker on the west side of the school. When I finally get to my locker I take my phone out again to reveal that Kingston and Connor have a surprise Econ club meeting, so I guess it's just me and Dan. I slung my backpack over my shoulder and walk out the west wing exit. My face smiling because I'm finally leaving until I hear a voice calling my name.