Don't Let Me Go

Chapter 2

      I got to school a few minutes before the bell rang. I booked it to my English class and surprisingly no one got my seat in the back of the class. I sat down and took out all my crap for class. I immediately looked at the clock. 40 more minutes of torture left. I did the same thing I do every day in this class. Sleep.

                The bell rung loudly, making me jump in my seat. I bumped my leg on the bottom of my desk. I winced in pain and stared at my notebook that was covered in drool. I looked around making sure no one saw before wiping it off. I threw all my stuff in my bag and headed for the door. My teacher called me right as I took one step outside. I hesitantly went to her desk.

                “Sit down, Violet. I wanna have a few words with you.” Mrs. Rose said. I did as she said and waited for her to talk. She cleared her throat and moved a few papers around on her desk before picking one up. She handed it to me.

                “You’re starting to fail the class and I’m worried. You were doing so well till a couple months ago. Is there something going on that’s keeping you from doing your homework? You’re doing excellent on your tests but homework seems to be a big issue.”

I just stared at the paper. More specifically the big ‘F’ plastered in the grade area. I sighed and put the paper back on her desk. I shrugged my shoulders at her.

                “There’s just been a lot going on but I’ll get my grade up.” I answered, not really caring.

                “Is there anything you want to share with me? Always know I’m here if you need someone to talk to.”

I don’t know why hearing those words escape her red lips made me cringe. I shook my head, fiercely.

                “No, I’m fine but thank you.” I smiled and got up, leaving and not looking back. I was glad to get out of her sight. The whole situation made me feel awkward. I headed to my next class, the one I dreaded the most, Calculus. I took my usual seat in the back and did the same thing I do in every other class: look at the clock. 40 more minutes. I took out my homework and calculator. I found it quite surprising that I do my calculus homework rather than my English homework and I hate calculus more than English. I stared around the classroom, watching all my peers, studying their every move. They all seemed so focused on what Mr. Mickle was talking about. They stared at him like a bunch of clones while I, as always, was the one who could care less. Even though I never paid attention, I still managed to have a B in the class. Finally, Mr. Mickle gave us the rest of the class period to start tonight’s homework. I was half-way done when the bell rung. Time for break. I was the last one out of the classroom. I walked around the school for the 15 minutes I had as usual. I saw a group of guys on the right of me and immediately got nervous. I always got that way around guys and never knew why. I held my breath when I passed them. I took a peek at them and noticed one of them staring back. He was incredibly cute and I couldn’t get my eyes off of him but I knew I had to. His hazel eyes, slightly covered by black hair, pierced through mine. I felt that right then and there I was going to melt into the ground and disappear. I looked away and headed for my Econ class. All throughout Econ, I couldn’t stop thinking of that guy I saw. I’ve never seen him around before. I pictured his hazel eyes staring back at me and smiled. I’m pretty sure he had no interest in me whatsoever. I sighed and stared at the front of the class. My eyes caught onto something in the corner of the classroom. I slowly turned my head, already knowing what it was. Ana. She was watching me, intently. I looked away, hoping she would go away. She didn’t. I could feel her breathing down the back of my neck. It sent chills up my spine.

                “Having fun in class, Violet?” she whispered in my ear. I looked at her from the corner of my eye and shook my head slowly. “Who was that guy you were eye-googling at?”

I shrugged my shoulders.  She made a displeased sound and patted my shoulder.

                “I’ll see you at lunch, Vee.” Then she was gone. I didn’t notice I was glaring at the wall until Mr. Guiermand called me, asking if I was okay. The whole class turned to look at me. I hated the feeling of being put on blast like that. I nodded once with a smile.

                Forensics class was more interesting than the others. Mrs. Wagner had us work on a quiz while she set up her computer for us to watch a TV show she liked. It was called ‘Lie to Me’. All I knew was that it was about some guy who knew how to detect when someone was lying. Seemed interesting so far.  I ignored the rest of it and drew in my sketch book. I couldn’t wait for lunch so I could take a break from classes. Then again, I didn’t want lunch to start because of the temptations. But, I knew I had to be strong for Ana and there was no way I going to mess it up. Hearing the bell finally ring made my heart beat extremely fast. I hated that this always happened whenever lunch came around. I left the classroom and headed for the cafeteria.