The Girl who Cried Wolf

Chapter 2

Dante

I was about to knock when suddenly the door flew open and someone ran into me. I looked down to see Magnolia clinging to me crying. I asked what was wrong and all she did was point at her staircase. I looked up to see a boy limping out of a room, I recognized the kid at once. His name was Dimitri and by the looks of it he had tried something and obviously failed.

I walked Magnolia over to the couch and had her sit down. Dimitri walked over towards us and I grabbed him by the collar. "What did you do to her?" He looked terrified and with good reason. "Answer me!" I was beyond pissed off and this kid was testing my patience.

As I walked to the door, Dimitri began trying to get out of my grip. I walked out the door and dropped him on the sidewalk. "I suggest you get out of here now." He got up and ran down the street. I walked back into the house and found her curled up on the couch asleep. Sighing I picked her up, carried her up the stairs and layed her down on the mattress.

As I walked back down the stairs I heard the front door opening and saw a lady walk in, she instantly began freaking out. I asked her to calm down and let me explain. "Why should I? " She sat on the couch and I just stood there. "You may not know me mame but my name is Dante Owens, I am your daughter's English teacher."

"I was coming over to talk to Magnolia about her art work when she had ran into me. I asked her what was wrong and she just pointed to the staircase, a boy by the name of Dimitri was here and she seemed spooked. I took the kid and told him not to come back and when I came back in to talk to her she was asleep, so I took her to her room and was just leaving when you walked in the door."

The woman stood and said thank you. I looked at her like I hadn't heard her correctly and she repeated herself. "Your welcome, but why are you thanking me?" "Because Magnolia doesn't wantto get rid of him even though he's been trying to get her to have sex with him ever since they met." "MOM!"
We both looked up to see Magnolia at the bottom of the stairs staring at her mother as if she had just told me her daughter's underwear size.

Magnolia

I woke up to find that I was laying in my bed. I don't even remember falling asleep, so how had I gotten here. I got up and walked downstairs because I heard voices coming from the kitchen. As I got closer I heard my mother talking to someone about Dimitri. When I got to where I could see I yelled at my mother because she was talking to my English Teacher.

At that point I started remembering what had happened. I stood there awkwardly and said thank you. All Mr. Owens did was nod which caused me to blush and look at the floor. Apparently my mother was understanding my silence because she began rambling on about something random. " So Magnolia when did you start drawing?" I continued to stare at my feet and said quietly, "Since I was four."

"Well you're excellent!" My face by this point has changed color three different times. "So Dante, would you like to stay for dinner?" I look at my mother with a 'seriously' expression. " I'd love to!" Was all I heard. I sat down at the table trying to contemplate weather or not I should make a run for it.

I must have been thinking about it for to long because my mom had walked back in with a pot and a stack of plates and set them on the table. After dinner Mr. Owens excused himself saying that he had to get home. My mother escorted him to the door as I made my way up the stairs. I walked into my room with images of Mr. Owens running through my head.

I walked into English class the next day to find Mr. Owens sitting at my desk looking right at me. He had on a pair of grey slacks and a white button-up shirt that had the top two buttons undone that showed a little of his chest hair. I heard him clear his throat, snapping my attention back to his face. "So you have an interest in in me now do you?" I looked at him quizzically and he turned something that was sitting on my desk. My face started turning red as I realized that he had been going through my sketch book. I had drawn perfect portrait after perfect portrait of him shirtless. I stared at the floor biting my bottom lip embarrassed.

Dante

After I left I walked towards my house with a feeling that I didn't quite understand. I was actually debating on weather I should walk into the house or just walk away. Of course I had no where else to go at the moment, so I just opened the door to find my brother sitting on the couch in nothing but his boxers watching some sort of race on TV. Ian looked exactly like me of which was very unnerving if you ask me. I waved as I went up the stairs and into my room. I flopped onto my bed swinging my door shut.

My mind began wondering and then suddenly I am laying naked in an unknown bedroom and I am wrapped around a small figure. I moved my hand and they moaned, I sat up suddenly soaking wet. I looked up to see Ian standing over me with an empty pitcher. Something was going off over to my left, I looked over and noticed the time. I got up and rushing out the door I drove as fast as possible to the high school.