Affliction

Chapter Two

This chapter was written by the beautiful Hallie Eidson!

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Meredith's POV

As I walked out of the class I felt a hand grab my wrist and twirl me around. I turn around to a very happy Paige.

"Hey Meredith do you want to come to the bonfire tomorrow night?" She asked.

"Uhm, I have to think about it. i'm not really a fire person." Actually in all honesty, I am a fire person. I love to cuddle around a fire and just think. This was not the case . I'm just not use to every thing here or anyone other than Paige.

"Awe, come on we can even go together. You can make new friends and even meet a guy!" As she said that her brows raised and went back down.

"No, I don't know."

"You are really stuborn you know that?" Ouch. That hurt. I've always been told that I was stuborn, but coming from a friend, just...hurt.

She started to walk away and then my mind was making my feet move before i could process what was happening. I grabbed her shoulder and spun her around.

"Wait...I guess I will go if you promise not to ditch me or embarrass me."

I know that was extreme, but me knowing who Paige is she needs to know what her boundaries are.

"Yeah that's cool. Well I guess I will see you later." I was confused was she not coming back to our dorm? or you know what, I don't need to worry about her.

I walked to my dorm alone. It was actually nice and peaceful except for the gust of wind that would wip through the air and straight through my hair making it go wild .While I was walking I passed a bench that wasn't empty. The boy. The boy with chocolate curls and green eyes was sitting on the bench with a pencil and sketch pad. He was the one that I had seen staring at me earlier today.

I think about going over and talking to him, but he doesn't look like the type of person who is too friendly, so I keep walking.

I finally make it home when I notice Paige isn't here. I mean where on the first day of school could you have possibly have gone?

I need to go take a shower and stop worrying about her. I mean she's a grown woman, she can do what she wants, but her company is nice. I hate being alone.

After my relaxing, hot shower I put on some pjs and sit at my desk. I start to draw, I'm not sure what I'm drawing. I want to sketch something abstract and neat, but the creativity just isn't panning out in my head.

After racking my brain on what to draw I give up. I'm pretty sure I will have plenty of drawing assignments to keep me up for days on end. So I hit the bed.

I close my eyes and drift off to sleep.

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