Invisible

Chapter two

Dell Johns

I have always had this theory in my head you know, that every quiet person is a dragon on the inside.

"Dell, who is Hernmann Ebbinghaus?"

You know dragons are really inspiring. They have nice eyes and they seem to be kind. They are good looking too. When you mess with them they destroy you, just like dragon warriors, they also breath fire. That makes them even cooler.

I would like to be a dragon one day, so I can puke flame and destroy whoever that try to mess with me or block my way. I like the way they sound too. And their tails look pretty and can be hard to draw sometimes like.

I was so involved in finishing my dragon masterpiece when someone decided that it would be nice to pull me out of my peaceful dragon inspired daze.

"Jesus Christ! are you trying to kill me?" I ask whoever shoved me before turning, and there she was with a very red face, I swear I saw smoke coming out of her ears.

"Oh hey miss. " I her gave an awkward smile followed by a wave.

"Dell this is the last time am going to ask you to focus in class.Now answer this question and you will not have an after school detention with me."She said all too serious. They may seem nice and bubbly but once they crack, they become your worse night mare. All eyes where on me as she impatiently tapped her feet against the mabel floor. I could already feel the anxiety coming at me.

Did I really want an after school detention with her? of course not, not when am like this.

"What is the question." I said defeated.

"I already asked you. Now please answer the question?"

"Uhh..... dragons?" Everyone laughed, she laughed too I could see from the corner of my eyes. Sighting I closed my eyes a habit I have picked up recently and taking a deep breath along to calm myself. I wasn't going back, no, I already found my home.

"Dell?"

"What?" I opened my eyes to find Ms Yi staring into my soul (kidding) but if you think of it, it felt like she was looking deep into my soul because her eyes were just so focused and held this really weird looking emotion. Is she going to cry? what kind of question is that. Wait is she about to cry?

Her eyes look pitiful. Who is she pitying, me?

"How am I suppose to answer you when I don't even know the damn question. "

Shouting is not good. It makes you look like a mad man.

It's one of Mike's favourite saying but I don't really care. In fact I don't care about anything anymore because to care brings nothing but trouble and a bunch of stress. The room was quiet again, too quiet for my liking as they all stare at expecting me to say something.

"The damn question was who is Hernmann Ebbinghaus?"

Do you ever get those unexplainable bugs in your tummy after your stomach have done the awkward flip? I always get those whenever she talks. Even when she is rude they still come.

Damn girl

I look at the poster behind her head then her hair making sure our eyes don't meet with a sly smirk plastered on my lips.

"Feisty aren't you?" I send her a wink and she gag.

Ouch.

"Dell you're wasting my time. Who is Hernmann Ebbinghaus?"

"Am sure Emily here wouldn't mind telling us who Henman Ebinhouse is, right Emily?" Man I love it when I have balls to face this girl, I was almost tempted to put my arms around her just to see her reaction but decided it was not a good idea.

"It's Hernmann Ebbinghaus. Dick. "She corrected with gritted teeth.

"Dell stay behind when class finish."

"Now can someone please tell me who Herman Ebbinghaus is?" She said turning to face the other side of the room.

I hate psychology and I hate her too. I loved this class until she came, now all I do is stare daggers at her behind, I don't mean the other behind I mean her head, well her other behind is mesmerising too . How can someone bring you so much pain and longing?

I decided to take a nap until the bell went off. At times like this are the times I appreciate the school for having a bell that puts an end to things one couldn't. Guess the bell isn't that useless after all.

I quickly made my way to the exit. I was almost put when someone grabbed my arm causing me stop. Her beautiful face flashed across my eyes. I could hear my heart thumping already. Get a grip of yourself Dell she is just a girl, a girl who don't want you, no one cares if she don't want you, but you do tho, no I don't and I shouldn't, stop lying to yourself Dell you know you do.

"Shut up!" I forcefully yanked my arm away from her to hold my already throbbing head. When I turned instead of a hot blonde with a pair of eyes that I couldn't quiet describe, in front of me stood Ms Yi our cool psychology teacher. She had been my favorite teacher since year seven.