In the back of my history class, I felt uncomfortable. People kept staring at me, and I almost wished I had Alexis in the class to accompany me. At least she wouldn't be staring at me like this. Hopefully. I sighed deeply and laid my head on the desk, letting my thoughts drift away. What was Chris thinking, sending me to a school this late? I'd rather be home with him. There was really no point to this. I hated it. I stared out the window in the classroom, watching the clouds in the sky. Then I glanced at the clock. I still had seven more hours to go before I could see Chris again. At least in my old school, I could see Chris every day during math class. Now school felt even more like a jail than it did before. I slipped my phone out of my pocket and texted Chris.
"Hey." I wrote waiting for him to respond.
"What's wrong?" he responded a few minutes later.
"I wanna come home." I typed, feeling sad.
"Alana, you can come home when school's over. Just be patient." he said. I groaned. Well he was no help.
CHRIS POV
I shook my head when I got her texts, but I knew that she'd be happy when she got home. I decided that since I had almost been acting like a strict parent to her lately, I needed to show her that I still loved her in other ways, too. I glanced at the clock and saw that it was still really early. Wow, I guess Alana was right. Seven hours without her was a long time. I shook my head again and got up to get a drink.
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All day long I had nothing to do. With no job, what could I do? There was nothing to entertain me in an empty house. I wondered if it'd be like this every day without Alana. Then I started to think about what would happen if I actually got a record deal. Alana loved her parents, and I knew being a singer meant traveling all over the place... Would she want to come with me, or would she stay with her parents? I'd like to think that she loved me enough to come with me, but I was still nervous. I didn't want to take her from her parents, if that's not what she wanted. I sighed deeply. I guess I'd just have to wait and see. I wasn't even sure I'd get a record deal anyway. Michael hadn't even gotten ahold of any producers yet. I should just relax.
ALANA POV
Alexis followed me around like a little puppy all day long. When I didn't talk to her, she'd just follow me anyway. It was seriously starting to creep me out. Why couldn't she go be friends with some other new kid? Oh yeah, I almost forgot. I was the only idiot dumb enough to be a new kid this late in the year. I sighed as I sat in my last class of the day, waiting for the bell to ring. The first day was always the worst. I just had to keep reminding myself of that. I would be self-conscious and embarrassed on the first day of school no matter where I went. I heard the low chime of the bell and I was instantly out of my seat. Could it actually be true? Was I out of this hell-hole? I checked the clock and smiled. Yup, I was out. I grabbed my bag and walked out of the room, pulling my small map out so I could navigate my way out of this prison.
I finally exited the school and squinted my eyes at the glaring sun. It looked like it was going to rain earlier, but I guess not. I glanced around and heard someone call my name. I turned back around and smiled brightly when I saw Chris.
"Chris!" I shouted, running into his arms. He caught me and chuckled as he wrapped his arms around me and kissed my forehead.
"Missed me?" He asked softly. I looked up at him.
"Are you gonna pick me up every day?" I asked suspiciously. He laughed.
"No, you can drive yourself to school and back home if you want." he said. I smiled at him and then pulled out of his arms, getting into his car. He got in the other side and started the engine.
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Teach Me
FanfictionAlana has always been out of place among the crowd of students at her school. While the girls all gossip about boys and clothes and other unnecessary topics, she's had a fascination of her own. Mr. Brown, the twelfth grade Algebra teacher that has c...