When Good Things Go Bad

Chapter 3: Anjulee

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-Chelsea Rocker

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                   The bell rang signaling us to go to 6th period. Brendan quickly packed his things and was out the door. Throwing my bag over my shoulder, I ran out after him."Hold up Brendan" I said panting. He turned back and looked at me with a stunned expression.

                  "Oh, yeah" he said looking around nervously. "I wanted to know if you wanted to come over and finish the project?" I spoke with one swift breath. "No that's okay, bye" he murmured looking behind me. "Alright, well bye" I called after him in despair. Turning around to go to Ms.West's cooking class, I bumped into someone.

                   It was Terry. He immediately gave me a bear hug and gently kissed my forehead. "So what were you and Brendan talking about back there?" he asked nonchalant. "I asked him if he wanted to come over and finish a project we're working on together" I stated worried.

                 "He's most likely busy, who knows what that kid does in his free time" Terry muttered. "I guess" I spoke in a daze. As Terry walked me to class, nothing was being said. I was too consumed in my own thoughts to even have a conversation with him. Arriving at my class I thanked him for being so sweet and he went off to next his class.

                  Taking a seat next to Tia, she asked me what was wrong. "Brendan was acting weird, I guess" I informed her shrugging my shoulders. "Today we'll be exploring the many different uses of flour," Ms.West announced excitedly. The basketball players busted out in laughter while Tia shook her head in disgust uttering "you guys are such pigs." I looked at her puzzled and she told me how they said use number one would be to use it during foreplay.

                   I shook my head and disregarded the ignorant jocks. The class soon got quiet and everyone was coming up with ideas. Whoever had the most uses would win the mystery prize. Knowing Ms. West it had to be  better than good.