The Arcane Society

Chapter 3

June 5th, 2014; 7:09 AM

The mosquito bite at the ankle of my leg can't seem to stop itching. It was as big as a small pickle slice last night. I think Bach and Chopin Music has started to man infest into my head.

1st Hour

I'm sitting in front of the Smartboard with Silvia when I flaunted around

"I bet Nate is going to sleep again."

Appears as though he overheard me. "You're on! If I win, you owe me a dollar."

"And if I win," I smirk, "you owe me a dollar!"

Somehow, through the most boring video in history, he stayed awake. I owe a dollar by tomorrow.

2nd Hour

I met Cybella, Kayla and Jay in The Advanced Math Class. Or as I like to call it, Mental Abuse To Humans. (See what I did there?) I'm sitting slightly diagonal from Jay, when we start talking.

"Did the braces hurt?" I ask, even though I know the answer is no.

"Nah, the glue tasted terrible."

Suddenly, the King of Obnoxiousness, Nate burst in.

"I'm getting my braces in July. Plus-."

I sigh loudly, all the enthusiasm in my voice was draining. "Nate, if you are going to brag about how I owe you a dollar for that stupid bet, knock it off!" Cybella, Kayla and I circle around in a group for our Box and Whisker homework.

"Just ignore him, Elisabeth, he isn't worth the strugg-. What the f-." Before she could finish, Kayla lean far back and I fell back. Apparently, Jay was throwing whiteboard markers at us. Kayla and I burst out laughing.

"Brunch"

I'm carrying three lockers worth of stuff. I sit next to Marina, Kayla's best friend and reserve three seats with our supplies.

"Nella and Marlee are coming in soon."

She nods. "That's good. You're coming to Marlee's party, right?"

I press my hand against my lower neck in a pose and faking an offended face. "Why, Marina, of course I'm coming! TFIOS merch is calling my name!" Suddenly, I'm pelted with a WheatThin cracker.

"Ow...What the-?"

The boys enjoyed pelting crackers at me. My friends joke that they're hitting on me.

I continued to duck every time a cracker was pelted as me.

4th Hour

The bite seemed to grow thrice the size it was this morning. I hobbled down to the office and picked up an ice pack. We started watching our band concert video from last night. It's fun being an oboe player and all but, you're always drowned out by the rest of the band

6th Hour

We had another substitute. (We had multiple.) This time, this one actually was hilarious. I don't know how he just mastered the sexiness spell but somehow, The Squirrel looked so much smarter than he looks with those glasses. So, I summoned up my courage and went to talk to him.

(Me half-amorously, half- jokingly): Hey...

Him: What's up?

Me: Good. You?

Him: ...

Me: ...

Him: *laughs* I'm Good.

Me: *blushes and laughs* How the hell did I do that?

That's when I realized I was being such a jackass. Damn, Elisabeth, He asked you what's up!!

The chat continued.

Me: So... You still reading the Dance of Cloaks?

Him: Oh my god, it is so good, I recommend it!

Then, the bell rings and I head back to my seat. As the sub begins the lesson, my mind starts to wander. But I push it aside.