Secrets Untold To Us

Chapter 26: Snapping out of it.

Chapter 26: Snapping out of it.

Two days ago I went from feeling  fine, to just scared and helpless. I still don’t know what to do about the situation. I thought…

As I sat in Mr. Wheeler’s class I could see him licking his fingers to ease his grip; on the next page he started to flip to.

 He was reading the teacher’s monthly catalogue. I guess he was hoping to find his name on the front cover, saying ‘best teacher of the month.’  Again it didn’t happen, everyone thinks that he should just give it up already. Ain’t nobody got time for that!

I rolled my eyes and ignored the frustrated look on Mr. Wheeler’s face; but it was time for me to finally focus on my own dilemmas.

I looked down shuffling, and fighting with my own fingers, thumb wrestling never worked when I did it alone.  It was either lefty, or righty…who am I kidding, this is dumb!

I couldn’t take the constant delay, my conscious kept telling me to shrug off the thought  of the ‘incident’ that happened two days ago; but it all seemed so unreal.

From Nina having nightmares, to me ending up with a naked neck. Someone took my necklace, and I couldn’t even make out the face. I finally realized how sentimental the necklace was, it represented my natural growth.

 To make matters worse, Nina is finally getting in touch with her angelic side; but control is definitely a problem for her. All I had to do was whisper softly in her ears, and she quickly snapped out of it.

Her body fell sky high, crashing down on my bed; luckily she wasn’t hurt. Turned out she was having an intense dream.  She knew exactly what happened before I could even, finish a sentence.

Nina had been contacting dad and Aunty Katie for tips and advice, on being an angel. Way to make me look bad! At first being an angel was cool, but now it’s unfair…

She described, that a man of some sort violently grabbed my necklace with such rage, and then flew out the window.

We both agreed that other than the person’s terrible black coat and wings. We think he was an angel, but it wasn’t of our kind. There was something ‘fishy’ going on—

Nina suggested he wouldn’t be an Ameration angel based on the wings alone, and his dark presence. Great! She was more updated than I was,  when I was ten years old.

She smiled as she explained that even though she had been talking to dad and Auntie Katie on the phone; they were of course, worried about me.

I rubbed my eyes frustrated, as I turned my focus towards class while shrugging off the thought.

Mr. Wheeler started talking and everything became a blur, I tried to tune him out by reaching in my bag sneaking my iPod inside my desk. I switched through the tracks, and pressed play. Then I snuck an ear bud into my ear covering  both buds with my hair.

I just took in that Eric hasn’t arrived yet. Every day he sits next to the seat beside me. He would often offer gum, and jolly ranchers. It weird how he always knew my favorite color was blue. Also my favorite book; William Shakespeare’s, Romeo and Juliet. I couldn’t believe he was a sucker for romance just like me.

Or how interesting he thinks biodiversity is.  Just like I do.

Or how I shuffle through my backpack and slightly hits his arm, he is quick to say, “sorry.”  Shouldn’t I be saying sorry?

As I replayed the times I’ve spent with him in this class, I don’t recall him ever talking about himself. He knows so much about me than I do him.

I slouched at my desk as Mr. Wheeler started with the attendance, but he was cut off by the announcements:  its dance season for grade elevens, bring your sweet hearts and your honeys to a night of a wild of adventure.

The whole room was filled with giggles, while I started to roll my eyes. The announcement is pathetic. Wild night…Really? You might as just say don’t forget to use your condoms.

Just like Ms. Mowry said in health class. “Guys shouldn’t be silly, they just need to protect their willy.” I laughed uncontrollably in my seat,  thinking back to grade nine.

While the announcements continued, my bag began to vibrate. As I checked the message it was Ethan, and it read: baby will you be my date, meet me at lunch<3

It was weird how Ethan referred to me as just babe. Honestly I preferred heath, and Heather; it just felt weird…I mean I guess I am a babe. I yelled out sarcastically.

The whole class turned back to stare at me, since I had been the one to cause a commotion. I turned back to my phone embarrassed more than ever.

Ruth’s message just popped up seconds after Ethan’s, it read: dance season ya! I’m thinking about asking Eric to the dance today, what do you think!

Without reading the rest of my messages, I annoyingly closed my phone,  praying for this class to end. But coincidently, Eric just walked in.

He shot me a smile.

And I sure as hell shot him back one as well.