My Godfather is Who?

Chapter 8

Stella

"Okay everyone since report cards are going out soon, you're parents or guardians will have to come by and pick them up. I left a note on a few for a parent-teacher conference and will be available from five thirty to seven o'clock. Class dismissed." Ms. Mays informed us. I gathered my things and head for my next class which is right next door.

I decide to stand next to my next class and draw since I had time to kill. I pull out my sketch pad and begin to draw an emo style couple holding hands, both had angel wings. A girl in a cheerleader uniform walks past my table and knocks it out of my hand. "You should be more careful where you throw your emo shit." she says with a smirk. I gap at her, unable to speak. A jock figure purposely steps on it. They laugh and continue down the hall I pick it up and tear out the page which is now ruined. "You okay?" I hear Noah say. He's probably been standing there the whole time, laughing at me. I ball up the picture and throw it at him, heading into my next class.

I sit with Hayley and ignore Noah. I shouldnt be so hard on him, it wasnt his fault. He probably witnessed it and got there when it was too late. I finally talked to him. Hayley and Noah met a few days ago on the bus when they argued over who was going to sit by me. Finally I gave up my window seat for Noah to shove into and sat in between him and Hayley. The bus jerked to a stop and Hayley fell out of her seat. Noah laughed, which in turn received a whack in the head from me. A few more stops and FINALLY! I'm off. I run to Alex's house and fling myself inside. "HOME!" I yell like I almost always do. No reply. I peak outside to see that Alex's car is parked where it always is. I smile. I know exactly where he is. Creeping slowly, I start towards his studio. Upon cracking the door, the cords to 'The Ghost that Never Leaves’ and Alex humming quietly with them. "When I’m alone, I feel you there, When I’m on my own, I can’t breathe," I sing along. He jumps. "Oh hey Stella." he says. I wave and move on to run my hand over one of his basses. "Are you busy tomorrow night?" I ask. "I'm free, why?" he asks, looking at me funny. It sounds as if I've just asked my Godfather on a date. "You're supposed to pick up my report card and I think there's a parent assembly." I say. He nods. "Will do." he states.

Alex 

I drive Stella to Longley High. It's been so long since I've set foot in here. "Lead the way, Stella. Gramps here is so old he couldn't possibly remember where to go." I joke in a mock old person voice. "Right this way, Mister." she says jokingly. She leads me to her homeroom class and I sign off that we've made it. Done and done, no assembly of sorts just the card and gone. I start to head to the exit when she stops me. "My English teacher left a note on here. She said if we get one than she'd like a parent teacher conference." she says. I sigh. "Did you try to blow up the school again?" I ask, jokingly. She laughs. "When did I do that to start with?" she asks, playfully hitting me with the paper. We head to a door that says 'A. Mays". 'Couldn't be...but she's...maybe...' I stop my thoughts as I follow Stella inside. There's a woman behind the desk, her blond hair falling in her face. "Ah yes, Ms. Miller, how are you this evening?" The woman asks looking up. Her blue eyes catch my browns. I feel my eyes grow wide.

Stella

"Ally." Alex says. "Alex." Ms. Mays says in reply. "It's been...it's been too long." he mutters. "Indeed it has." she replies. "I thought when you left...I thought I'd never see you again, that you weren't staying in Ocala." he says. Why is Alex the mysterious and reckless punk rocker suddenly losing his cool for my English teacher? I'm confused...and then it hits me. Ally, Ally Mays. Ally who inspired ‘Alone and In The Dark’. The one no one could find a ship name for, because of their name similarities. She is the cause of Alex’s insanely depressing song of lost love. "I um I came back and I well you know I really wanted to teach so I thought why not? I wanted to call, but I heard you were on tour. You're always on tour. So you have a daughter now..." She says. "Goddaughter. Um so you requested a parent teacher conference..?" Alex asked awkwardly. "Oh yes. Your Dau- excuse me Goddaughter is very quick in English and an excellent writer, though it seems she has her head in the clouds. I'll often catch her doodling or with her eyes averted out the window. I understand that she gets it and all, but I can't have her in my class just to fill a seat." she says. This is making me mad; The way they keep pointing out the fact that I'm merely a 'Goddaughter', reminding me that I don't belong her and how Ms. Mays insists that I understand everything so well and that I'm such a good student only to point out that I apparently only fill a desk. I let out a sigh a little louder than I meant. They glance at me. "Well we'll see to it that she keeps focus." Alex says nodding. He can't take his eyes off of her. "Well it was certainly nice seeing you again Alex. Maybe we could, you know go out for coffee and catch up if you're not too busy." Ms. Mays concludes. Shouldn't she wait until I'm not around to ask these things?!? I can't help it. I feel so jealous. Of what? That my Godfather and English teacher will fall in love all over again and won't have any time for me? Finally we leave.

Once we return back home I run upstairs and lock my bedroom door. "Stella? Everything okay?" Alex says outside my door. "Everything's fine" I lie. I can't help it all of my feelings get in my way. The scars on my arms get worse. Everything's not fine. Everything's bad. I skip dinner that night. I don't know why I'm acting like this, my parents have been dead for months, but for some reason ever since that cursive day I can't seem to handle anything. What's happening to me? I want to see my parents. I want to be near them...and I will.

A week later.

I'm supposed to go to the mall with Hayley today, but she won't call back. I run a brush through my hair a few times and exam my face in the mirror. My eye liner isn't its best right now, but I don't care. Hayley, probably will though. She was the one who taught me how to do it. Dear Maria, Count Me In by All Time Low blast through my phone. It's a text from her, FINALLY! Hey sorry, I'm grounded, my dad finally said I could text you long enough to cancel. Maybe next weekend. - HayleyIsABunnyXD. I read over it a few more times. This may be a total bummer situation, but I can't help laughing at Hayley's contact name. She stole my phone and changed a ton of the names. Noah's was ThatAnnoyingKid and Alex's was AlexHAHAHATHETRAPED. Little did she know that he is from The Trapped. Sorry to hear. Yeah next weekend will be good and as soon as you're not grounded like you ALWAYS FREAKIN ARE! - StellaTheStar ....That's what my I.D. name is because of her.

I head down stairs to hear Alex on the phone. He's on the couch flipping through channels. "That's fine, maybe next weekend then….Yeah…. I know it's just so crazy……Ok. Talk to you later. Bye Ally." he says. “Bitch.” He says putting his phone down. He does that whenever something goes wrong. I smile and snigger a little. I finally got over the fact that Alex and Ally, I mean Ms. Mays, are hanging out. "Hey kiddo, you heading to the mall now?" he asks, noticing me. I shake my head. "Looks like we've both been canceled on then." I say. "What happened?" he asks. "Hayley's grounded." I reply. He nods. I plunk down on the couch next to him. "You guys are always at her house and out somewhere, but you've never brought her here. How come?" he asks, then adds. “Because you know I like punks and she sounds like a total punk.” I chuckle, he doesn't even care that she's my age, or my friend, he liked a good time and a crazy chick. "She's obsessed with you and I don't think she could handle the feels. She knows I live with an Alex, but she doesn't know Alex Who." I say. Alex laughs and shakes his head. "Well since neither of us have plans, why don't I take you to the mall?" Alex suggests. "Sure!" I say. With that we are off.

"I hope you have money." I say jokingly as we arrive. "You don't? What did you plan to do at the mall without money?" Alex asks. "Well you see Hayley and I were going to try on a bunch of clothes and feel bummed about how we can't buy any of them. It's kind of our thing." I say. "Well I guess my wallet's going to be the bummed one when we get done." Alex replies. I drag him into Claire’s, Wet Seal, Hot Topic (which he didn't mind) and Forever 21. "You're 15 not 21!" Alex jokes as we walk in. "As far as you know anyways..." I say with mock suspiciousness. "These manikins are creepy." he says. I roll my eyes and we move on. A few times we here 'Hey you're that famous emo guy' and 'Oh I love your songs. They speak to my soul!' Alex stopped for a few pictures, but that was normal. I bought a few new things, like a leather jacket from Wet Seal and cool bracelets from Claire’s. Alex browsed at CDs in F.Y.E. and then Spencers. Oh God that store....We left soon after. It was a pretty good day.