Fire And Ice

##14

~One week later~

I was walking down the halls toward English. I started going through the things I needed to buy to make dinner tonight. 

Milk, Some bread, rice cakes (for mom). I think we’re out of apples too.

I walked past Malik and his friend. Normally I  would try to ignore Malik since I figured that he can’t be the guy in my dreams (which means I dream of another him? Very confusing). And he doesn't bother me in class so it has been a quiet week. 

But today I glanced over at him and saw he was obviously in a bad mood. He was yelling at this guy named Joseph. He was a tall guy with spiky black and green hair and green eyes so dark, they looked black from where stood. From what I heard about them before (not that I gossip or anything),  they were friends. But I don’t think friends yell at each other like that. Maybe it was an argument. I slowed down as I passed them.

“What you’re doing is wrong.” Joseph said, with an angry voice.

“I know but I can handle-” Malik started. Joseph cut him off.

“No you can’t! Do you know how much trouble we would be in if they found us?!” he scream-whispered to Malik. His face turned redder and redder from every word he said, until he looked like a cherry. I would have laughed but then they would know I was listening. 

I moved a bit away from them and leaned against the wall, and started to dig in my bag like I was looking for something. The hallway was still full of people but it was thinning down as the time for the first late bell neared. But for some reason, I felt like I needed to hear what they were talking about.

Malik rolled his eyes. “Jo. Calm down bro. You may think that I don’t know what I’m doing but I do.” he said, calmly. Joseph scoffed and shook his head, calming down with Malik’s words. “I’m serious.”

“I understand but we only have until the Winter Ceremony to do this and I would prefer to get it done with already.” Joseph shot back. “Well how do propose we do it then?” Malik crossed his arms.

Joseph gave him an agitated look. “Grab her and go” Then he smiled.

Malik made a face and they both started to laugh.

When he said “her”, I jumped as a shocking sensation shoot through my veins. It was the strangest feeling ever. It was like sticking your finger in an outlet in the wall. I've never done it before but I think this is what it would feel like. It was fairly painful mentally but not physically. If you get what I mean. 

I focused on Malik’s and Joseph’s convo again: “Okay. I guess I should just trust you. But no playing around. This is serious business. If Elizabeth ever found out-” Joseph started.

RING!

The late bell rang, startling me down to the bones. I zipped up my bag and rushed to English, hoping they didn’t see me. I ran in the door as the second bell went off. I walked to my seat and reached in my bag for a notebook. I was still going over what those two were saying. They were talking about an Elizabeth. Normally I would assume it was me they were talking about. But this person sounded like they needed something special from her. Absolutely not me. 

Mr. Jones was just getting his lecture going when Malik walked in and sat in his seat, right in front of me. The teacher didn't even bother to stop talking or ask why he was late. Maybe he was used to it and doesn't care anymore. Makes me pity the teachers in high school. They go through so much shit and the kids just continue to treat them that way. Poor things. 

When class ended, everyone packed up fast and left for home. I took my time to wait out the rush of people. I stayed in my seat and doodled a bit on my notes from today. 

Someone in front of me cleared their throat, scaring me a bit. I looked up and was surprised to see Malik staring down at me. He sat back down and kept staring at me. 

I got uncomfortable. I was got ready to say something but he cut me off. “Hello” he said.

“Hi” I said back. He glanced at the door and back at me. It got silent. I didn't want to say anything and apparently he had nothing to say.I stood up. Well that was nice. Hope to chat with you again, I said sarcastically in my head. I pulled my bag onto my shoulder and looked down at him. “Uhm. I have to go. Bye I guess.” I've never been a person who knew what to say in a situation. I know that sounded kind of awkward but hey, you get what you see. 

I walked to the door and out into the almost empty hallways. On instinct, I looked for Kami. This past week she’s been almost non-existent. I barely saw her, other than the ride in the morning, after school and the occasional pass in the hallway. 

But today, it seemed like she was avoiding me. No ride this morning. And I was lucky enough that it was mildly warm and not hot. I was getting a little irritated. If there was something going on, then she should tell me. Not avoid me. 

I turned a corner to the front door and walk face first into a wall. Well something like that. It was someone tall. I looked up and cringed a little. It was the girl from the bathroom incident. She looked down at me with a scowl on her face. 

“Do you got it?” she asked in a low, menacing voice. I nodded and reached into my bag to hand over the homework I did for Jennifer. It took me an hour to do it but it was fairly easy. She snatched it from my hand and pushed me back. I tripped a bit but stayed upright. The she-monster walked away and I breathed a sigh of relief. 

For some reason, the bullying attacks with Jennifer have been getting more and more frequent. Like before it was just every other day. Now it was everyday. I wonder if there was a reason behind it or was Jennifer just getting a twisted fun out of it. I continued to walk to the front doors of the school.