Leave Mary Jane Alone

Chapter Two.

                This time when the sun hit my face, and I woke up, I rushed myself. Kissing my mother on the cheek and giving her a hug. She hugged me back and laughed causing me to stop and curiously cock my head to the side.

          “Why do you hug me like you'll never see me again? I'll be here when you get home.” She asked smiling and I couldn't answer.

          Not because I couldn't speak because I could've written it. But what should I have said 'Mom you won't be here when I get home. Not the real you.. You black out and get all violent and angry.' I shrugged innocently with a light smile on my face while looking at the door. I need to go now. I heard the defeating noise of the bus driving by and slumped.

“Cheer up buttercup, I can take you.” I nodded walked with her to our old car. The sun outside shined into my Mom's eyes and I smiled. My Mom is the most beutiful person I will ever know.

          All I knew about the car was that it was a blue tiny car and five people could fit in it. I slid into the passenger seat and put on my seat belt before we sped up.

          “Anybody sexy at your school?” I would have spit out my drink if I had any, but instead laughs spilled out.

          I thought of the weirdo who messed up my routine yesterday by mistake, but I didn't really want to talk about him. She laughed too and her blonde, almost white, hair followed her motions. I smiled at her. She knew I couldn't speak, but she talked like I'd say something and it made me feel good. It wasn't in a forceful way, but kind of normal.

          “We're here Honey. Out you go. Love you.”

          I nodded and tapped my heart twice Love you too. Today I had fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth which I didn't want to have. I took a deep breath and this time when I pushed through all of the people. I still wasn't late which was good I guess. I kept my head to the ground as I shuffled to my seat on time and as the bell rung Mrs. Pete filed in with more students. I noticed everybody's face kind of scrunched up in disgust. Mrs. Pete was a good teacher and very well respected. The class smelled odd today and not in a good way. It smelled like something had actually crawled in here and died times a thousand. I actually gagged a little.

          It helped her that she was pretty, because the guys thought that if they were nice and made good grades that Mrs. Pete would give them a chance. Tough luck on that one guys. Her high pitched voice rang like bells in my ears,

“Hello people! Today is the day we will be learning about bunnies? 'How' you say?” She giggled and I became a little worried. “We're simply going to tear them apart.” This woman is crazy and I take back the nice things I said! She smiled about the very thought of killing bunnies and if that's not crrazy then....

          I inwardly cried at the very moment. I had a pet bunny named Bonny when I was about six and it died just last year right around the time when... I choked back a big whale sob by biting my lip and blinking frequently. I had to tell her I couldn't do it. I stood up hurriedly and she saw me coming.

          “Any complaints will not be accepted. This is a big grade and I won't tolerate anyone not doing it. Please be seated Miss Abel.”

          All the eyes in the classroom snapped to me and I trudged back to my seat wearily. She looked around as she went to the classroom supply closet.

          “Andrew could you help me pass out the bunny rabbits please?” His head snapped up and down repeatedly like an animal's. The dog had his tongue already rolling down his chin, “Yes ma'am!” He barked and trotted over.