Chemistry

Chapter 2

Hey! Sorry I haven't posted in forever! I feel terrible! School just got me so caught up in everything! Hope this chapter is longer! So, enjoy!

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            After English, I made my way to my favorite class of the day, art. I loved art. It was the best way for me to express myself. Nobody could ruin that part of the day for me.

            I stepped into my art room and looked around at the people that were already there. There were only a few because I was early, but I didn’t know any of them. Oh the joys of being a freshman.

            Once about three minutes passed, more people had shown up, taking every seat but the one next to mine, and the bell rang again, signaling the beginning of class. “Hi, everybody, and welcome to art!” my young teacher, Ms. Farkas, smiled at all of us. “This year in art, we will be—” She stopped when the door opened and the last student showed up.

            “Hey, teach,” my ex-best friend spoke as he walked in, not caring that he was late.

“Ah, mister—” she paused, glancing down at her attendance sheet, “Carver. Thank you for gifting us with your presence. Please, have a seat.” Her voice dripped sarcasm.

I looked around. Realization washed over me. My stomach plummeted. There was only that one seat—the one next to me. So much for it being the best class of the day.

“So, as I was saying before being so rudely interrupted,” my teacher continued, “this year in art, we will be drawing, painting, wire sculpting, and throwing pots. To start off the year, we will be studying an object for what it really is by contour drawing.” The whole class groaned.

Luke was still by the door, leaning against the doorframe. Once Ms. Farkas finished her speech, he ambled over to our table. Did I mention that the tables were set in groups of two? No? Well, they were, which meant that I was isolated from everybody except for him. “Somebody, kill me now,” I muttered as he pulled out his seat and scooted over until he was practically sitting on top of me.

“What was that, babe?” he asked as he wrapped his muscular arm around my shoulders.

“Ew, get off of me!” I groaned as I pushed his arm off of me, disgusted.

“What’s wrong? Can’t stand to be so close to a god?” He pretended to be concerned.

“No, it’s just the fact that your ego is taking up too much space; it’s overwhelming me,” I shot back. A few slight chuckles were heard around me. I smirked. He bit his lip, not sure how to respond. Kaylie: 1. Luke: 1. Looks like everything was all tied up. But we both knew that it wouldn’t stay like that forever.



“Today’s project is going to be a contour drawing of the still life in front of you,” Ms. Farkas cut into the awkward silence. I looked at the still life that she was talking about. There were multiple tubes of paint and paintbrushes scattered over a cloth. “Remember to make your drawing one continuous line,” she added, letting us begin.

I walked over to the paper and sharpies, grabbing what I needed. After I tested my pen to make sure it worked, I headed back to my seat with my oh-so-wonderful partner. The still life had many different angles and aspects; it was hard to choose one spot. I decided to zoom in on one paint tube and started drawing on my large piece of paper. I drew the edges of everything that I saw, defining the shadows with a line. I glanced down at my paper. This was one of the best contours I had ever done. Now smiling, I continued to let my creativity flow out of the tip of my pen. Once I got back into my groove, I began zoning out. That always happened when I did art. Still off in la-la-land, I felt something shove into my shoulder and tried to freeze my hand so that it wouldn’t draw a skew line on my drawing. Back to reality, I glared at Luke, who was innocently working on his own drawing. “I know it was you, stupid,” I icily accused him.

“What are you talking about?” he put on a confused face, acting like he hadn’t just tried to ruin my picture.

“Don’t play innocent, Luke,” I spat. “I know you hit my shoulder, so just stop.”

“Kaylie, I think you’re losing it.” A smirk started to form at the corners of his mouth.

“Whatever.” I looked down at my drawing and realized that there was a gigantic black ink blob from where I had let the pen rest on my page. “Ugh!” I groaned, acknowledging that my piece was ruined. Tearing the paper off of my drawing board, I threw it on my shelf, a place assigned to each student for them to keep their work.  

The bell rang again, signaling the end of second period. Now I didn’t even have time to do a new drawing. Thank you, Luke. I scurried over to my locker, where I was going to meet Lily so that we could go to history together. I dialed in my combination when I heard that one annoying voice. “Looks like we’re locker buddies, neighbor!” Was this school trying to kill me? Apparently.

“Hey, Kaylie!” my best friend called. “Oh, hi, Luke,” she said pointedly, winking at me. I rolled my eyes in response. Lily had this belief that Luke and I were really in love with each other and were just covering that up with eternal hate.

“Hi, Lily,” he smiled. No, he didn’t smirk; he smiled. He only smirked at me. “My bestie and I were just talking.”

“Come on, Lily,” I grumbled, grabbing my history textbook and slamming my locker closed. “Let’s get out of here. This part of the school is infested with pests.”

“Okay. Bye, Luke!”

“Bye, Lily! Bye, neighbor!” I kept walking, not turning around to acknowledge him at all. This was going to be one long year.

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Hope you liked it! I'm not sure when I'll be posting again, but it hopefully will be soon!

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