Roses Are Red

Chapter 2

Main charaters names are now Kennidi (the girl) Greyson (the boy)

CHAPTER 2

You could tell just by glancing at me that I wanted to get out of this shit hole, and quick.

It was the first day of senior year, and I already wanted it to be summer again within the first hour of english class.

I turned to Greyson, my elbow digging into the wooden desk as I propped up my face. My hand squashed into my cheek, making my eyes all squinty and my face wrinkled. I let out a loud sigh. “Is it summer yet?” I asked looking irritated.

Greysons eyes rolled in my direction and he let out a laugh,

“ Kennidi it has literally been two hours. Are you actually already complaining?” He obviously thought I was being ridiculous.

Okay maybe he was right. I was being a little dramatic but who could blame me? School sucks.

My eyes strayed to the window next to me. The sun was shimmered through the glass, reflecting a small rainbow that glisten on my desk. I could feel the warmth of the sun hitting my right arm. I examine in more detail at the lively  looking green grass. As Imagined my body laying outside on its itchy little emard blades. Lying, the sun was leisurely soaking me up, and the smell of tulips crawled up my nose. I deeply respired it all in.

God, I wish it was still summer.

The bell that lead us to our next class startled me, taking me back to reality. I huffed pushing myself off my chair. Me and Greyson didn’t have the same class next block, so we both traveled our separate ways.

“Hey Kennidi?” I turned around, stopping in my tracks so that I was facing Greyson.

“yeah?” I asked faintly.

“Are you free after school?”

I anticipated his question for a moment before answering. I had planned on going home to binge on Netflix, watching all the season of How I Met Your Mother. I even plotted out what I would wear- warm pajamas and my blue, fuzzy blanket.

God did I love that blanket, but I decided I was free.

There was one little part of me though that felt bad. I didn’t want to lie to him. Suddenly my thoughts traced back to last week at the beach with Greyon as we almost kissed, we were so close.

I remember feeling a eccentric sensation in my stomach that almost felt nice, making me want to kiss him back. But then my mind traveled back to that night of that end of the year party in the beginning of summer. That frightful, awful night.

I cringed at the thought and quickly wanted to get rid of it, kick it, stomp on it, punch the horrid thoughts executing through my head.

Greyson looked at me carefully, “Kennidi? Are you alright?”

“What?” I was confused for a moment and forgot what he asked me. “Oh yeah I’m fine just tired that’s all.” I smiled halfheartedly. “I got to go. Don’t want to be late for class.”

“But you--”

I quickly walked away avoiding his question, not hearing the rest of his sentence. If I didn’t answer it, I’m not lying...right?

When I got to my next class I was practically late. I walked in to history I noticed there was only one seat left, I shrugged over to it. I  just want to get this day over with. Moaning, I sat down laying my head over my crossed forearms that put pressure on my desk. “kill me now,” I muttered softly to myself.  

“ I feel you.”

I looked up to meet the eyes of a girl sitting next to me who I didn’t recognize. She had dirty blonde flexuous hair with freckles that spread across her cheek and over the bridge of her nose. Her eyes were the color of clear tropical water, a very light elegant blue. I glanced down to see that she was wearing a white flowered summery dress. It came down to about her knees and worked it’s way up her neck practically covering her collarbones. It came with a thin brown belt in the middle of her torso, just above hips. With it she was wearing cow girl boots that were a few inches below the knees. She really had good fashion, I had to admit.

I let out a skittish laugh, embarrassed that she heard me talking to myself. “Sorry”, I exclaim. “ Just really not feeling the whole ‘school’ thing this year.”

“hah, you’re telling me?” She let out a heavy sigh. I looked at her puzzeled. “I just moved here about a week ago. Everything has been so busy and stressful, the last thing I want to deal with is school.”

“You’re new here?”

“Yep.” she said dryly.

“That sucks! I can’t even imagine having to leave my school, especially in senior year.”

She shrugged. “I didn’t really have a choice.” I wanted to push forward and ask her to elaborate but I stopped myself knowing that it was none of my business. “Oh, by the way, I’m Maisy.” She smiled at me now welcoming me to shake her hand.

“I’m Kennidi.” I smile back shaking her hand.

Mr. Neil's voice interrupts us as he starts giving us one of his boring speeches that make me want to kill myself. He goes on and on about the same thing. Today he’s explaining to us the history of the Cold War, expressing his opinions between sentences. After about what felt like 7 hours he finally puts us to independent work by giving out a reading about Stalin, Churchill, and President Truman and there disputes with questions to answer. He tells us that we can work with the people next to us if we’re quiet. Maisy and I decided to work together. We finished just before the bell rang for lunch. My stomach growled. THANK GOD, I thought to myself. I honestly thought that class would never end.

Walking out of the class with Maisy. I felt obligated to ask her if she wanted to sit with me and Greyson  at lunch. Considering this was her first day I doubt that she has made many friends yet.

“Lunch?” I ask her. “I can introduce you to my friend Greyson.”

Without a beat her smile became very immense as she said “Sure!”

The rest of the day went by pretty fast. Greyson seemed to like Maisy and vise versa. It was actually nice having someone else eat with us especially since I hadn’t answered Greysons question from earlier. Maisy’s presence worked as a great distraction.

I heard Greyson holler for me from across the school parking lot, “Kennidi .”

“Hey Greyson!” I say cheerfully with a fake smile across my face in hopes that he won’t ask me about tonight again. But of course, who was a kidding? It was Greyson and he could be a persistent sun of a bitch sometimes.

“So about tonight.. are you free?”

I pang of guilt shot through me, I had to say yes. As much as I wanted to just go home and be alone I knew I couldn’t. If I did that all the time they would become suspicious and suspect something was wrong. I can’t let that happen, I don’t want them to know. I wasn’t ready to tell anyone about that night.

Finally I said yes.

“Awesome. So this means that you can come over tonight and help me eat a large pizza while watching a movie?” He asked pleadingly.

I laughed. “Fine. But it depends on what movie”

“hmm...I’ll surprise you.” He winked at me and strolled away to his car before I could protest. “See you at six?” He asked while walking backwards.

“See you at six” I rolled my eyes but couldn’t help but grin. Strangely I was kind of excited which is weird because this morning I refused to even answer him.

Ever since that day at the beach butterflies kept exploding in my stomach when I saw him. That day was different. It was the first time I ever felt that we were somehow more than friends. But I was delusional. It was just in the moment and probably a mistake. Greyson is only my friend. I kept repeating that sentence in my head over and over hoping that somehow I would start to believe it.