Soul Mates.

CHAPTER THREE; CAN THEY?

Lexi’s pov.

The rest of the week past by pretty much the same as Monday. We had class, I zoned out in class. Alex gave me her work and I copied it in the evening. I know I should pay attention more often; I just can’t seem to get my parents out of my head.

I told Alex about my mother and father, she didn’t react the way I thought she would. I thought she would feel really bad for me, and try to act all nice and kind. Pity; I didn’t want her to feel pity towards me. It’s not as if it bothers me anymore, a few years ago it would have but now... I’m over it now. She just hugged me and told me that I didn’t need them, I only needed the people I have in my life right now and she is so right.

Friday was here and almost over, I had ten minutes left of Science. I hated this class with a passion; we had a silly student teacher for this term. She couldn’t teach a baby to cry, some days I didn’t want to even go to this class. I had tried multiple times to convince Alex to ditch with me, but she worries about my education too much. She wants us both to go to college and be happy with the results we get in the summer. I have to say, I do love her a lot, I’m glad I have her to look out for me.

We were sat at the back of the class, passing notes. There was nothing interesting on them; just silly doodles and nonsense writing. Miss Coles marched over to us; she thought we were scared of her. I am more scared of a flower; this woman should just leave our school and go back to HER school. She snatched the note out of my grasp.

“How dare you pass notes in my class?” she screamed at me. I didn’t know she had it in her; I am not normally one to get aggressive. I was just anxious about tomorrow; seeing my parents, hearing their excuse and she was not helping.

“Your class?! HA, you can’t get anyone in this class to pay attention, last time I checked, this is our class. NOT YOURS!” the whole room fell deadly silent; everyone staring at me with their mouths hanging open.

“Get out…” I stood there staring at her, I have never been sent out of a class before. I had never spoken back to a teacher before. “I SAID GET OUT!” she was screaming in my face. I reached down and got my bag, leaving the flower to try to tame the rest of the class. I’m not even upset about being kicked out; I didn’t even want to be in that class in the first place. If anything she did me a favor.

I was aimlessly walking the corridors, not really paying attention. Just letting my feet lead me; they led me to Mr. Walker’s class. This past week we have become a lot closer, I feel I can trust him. I like the idea that I can tell him what is going on in my life and he doesn’t judge me. I knocked on the door, I knew he had a free period now, he told me this morning.

“Come in Lexi.” He called through the door, how did he know it was me? I voiced my thoughts,

“How did you know it was me, sir?” I smiled as I walked into the room, closing the door and sitting the same seat I had sat in all week. I paid more attention in his class now, I felt like I owed it to him. He helps me so much now; the least I could do is listen in his class.

“It is always you Lexi; no one else would come to my room last period on a Friday.” He was smiling up at me, that was true; I am the only person that would come to their English room when they didn’t have to. Just to talk to their teacher; he is so much more than my teacher now though, he is like my therapist.

“Okay that is true, but I didn’t come here on purpose. I was just walking and ended up here.” I slung my bag over the back of the chair and leaned my head on the desk.

“Why were you walking? Shouldn’t you be in class?” I didn’t even bother to raise my head.

“Miss Coles kicked me out.”