The World Beyond

Chapter 2

Belles POV

To say I was disappointed that I lost him was like saying a car ran on petrol, it's crazy, everyone knows that they run on liquefied potatoes. Matthews was the biggest mystery of this school yet, right next to the case of the missing mop which was actually just put in the wrong cleaner's cupboard. But Caleb Matthews was just BAM! He's here, then POOF! He's gone. It's like he disappeared into thin air... I know people say that's scientifically impossible to do that, but who cared about science, have they proved it's impossible... no, so why do they think that... everything is possible.

"-so then I was like-"Liv stopped "Hey are you even listening!"

"Hm, what... uh yeah, totally!" I paused my internal investigation to answer.

"Then what was I saying?" Liv questioned with a small smirk thinking she had me stumped,

"Easy, you were saying how Sophie Brown thought Unicorns weren't real, so you gave her a huge lecture on the history of Unicorns, then she got all cross with you for beating her point and stormed off, and then you did a little happy victory dance" I replied with a bored expression. She looked at me with her eyes wide and her mouth open. You see I had a little habit of daydreaming and blanking out, and not picking up any thing people said.

"What, how?" she asked me while still looking like a goldfish, opening and closing her mouth. Easy she had told me the story many, many times, but I don't think she would appreciate me saying that so I said

"Uh... lucky guess!" I smiled sheepishly. She glared at me at stormed off. Phew, I got out of that easier than I first thought, because Liv always likes to get her way, so me winning that argument wasn't the best idea.

After she had had her little tantrum I left her on her own to cool off, which wasn't the best idea I have ever had. I was walking down the hall to my next lesson, as this is a school for so called 'troubled kids' instead of electives we picked things like say... Anger Management classes and this weird class that doesn't have a name but it's generally a room full of calm colours and soothing music and things to do like colouring and building blocks for ADHD kids, which is annoying because even though we are hyperactive and have short attention spans does not make us 5 year olds. Ooohhh a butterfly!!!

Anyway, I have the class with no name next (or as we like to call it 'TCWNN' pronounced Tckwun), but the hall were abnormally quiet, because even in lessons at least 4% of the school population skip lessons to muck around. As I rounded the corner I saw the back of a boy's head, he had black hair and as he slowly spun around I saw frightened metallic lilac eyes. Caleb Matthews. He looked like a deer caught in the headlights.

"Caleb?" I questioned. Wow Isabelle, you deserve a gold star for talking to him without stuttering.

"Y-y-" he seemed to realize what he was doing and stood up straighter and cleared his throat, "I mean, yes Isabelle"

"Please call me Belle, Isabelle is far too long" I replied with an exasperated sigh.

"Sure Izzy" He said coughing to try and hide his chuckle. I smiled.

"Caleb, I know your trying not to laugh, it's fine let it all out" I said in a motherly tone while patting his back, which was quite awkward seeing as he was like 6'5 and I was roughly 5'3. I came up to his below his shoulder for goodness sake! That seemed to be the last straw for him as he burst out laughing, you know the clutching your stomach, stomping your foot and almost falling over. The whole shenanigan. This was all too much for me as I started giggling which soon became full on laughing. And before you knew it we were rolling around on the floor in tears. People were poking their heads out of doors and yelling at us to be quiet but after they saw what they were yelling at they smiled and shut the doors, locked them, barricaded them with pillows and closed the blinds.