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Chapter 2- My drawing

"Okay, we've found two" They all turned back to me. I crossed my arms, and rose my eyebrow playfully. "Hopper or Hopey?" Luke suggested. "Hopper? Hey I'm not a rabbit! And Hopey is so... So Hopey-ish" I laughed. "Then what do you want?" Ashton frowned, he was disappointed by my stubbornness. "Why don't we keep Hope?" I asked.

"No! Nicknames are like our thing" Michael exclaimed and everyone started laughing, except for Calum. "Hey, what's up?" I asked, but he didn't answer, he kept stirring in his brew that appeared to be spaghetti. "Calum?"

"Oh, what?" He looked up, like he came out of a trance. "Are you alright?" I asked again. "Oh, erhmm, yeah" He muttered. "Ash, can I talk to you for a moment?" He asked and stood up. They both left the cafeteria, leaving me here, startled. "Did I do anything wrong?" I asked. "Oh no, Calum is someone who, erhmmm, who doesn't like much ado" Ashton stumbled over his words.

"I'm going to the bathroom, okay?" I stood up and went to the hallway, where I could hear two familiar voices. I hid myself behind the corner and listened carefully to their conversation, but I couldn't understand everything. "No, I swear, it's her. I finally found her, she's the one" I heard Calum whisper, but I couldn't make out what Ashton answered.

He probably has a crush on someone he just saw... Wait, he just met me. Is it me? I admit, Calum is hot and I wouldn't mind if he likes me...

I began to chuckle by my thoughts. "Who's there?" I covered my mouth with my hand and ran back to the cafeteria. When I was about to enter it, I slowed down my speed. "I'm back" I sat back down next to Jesse, pretending I just went to the bathroom.

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"Wow, is that yours?" Michael's mouth fell open when I stepped on my motorcycle. "Yep, everyone, meet Bumper" I smiled, tapping my saddle. "You gave that thing a name?" Jesse asked. "Yeah, you give your dog a name too, so why not your motor?"

"Because a dog can't murder you" Jesse looked at my vehicle in disgust. "Bumber can't either if you can ride it. It's perfectly safe" I chuckled "Does someone want a ride?" I asked, smirking. "Oh pick me! Pick me!" Michael waved his hand in the air. "Jump on"

I dropped Michael at his house, near the woods, before I made my way to my own house. "Hi mom, I'm home" I swung the door open after I parked my motor in the garage. "I'm here!" Mom yelled back. Her voice came from her writing room, next to her bedroom, upstairs.

"How was school?" Mom was busy typewriting on her computer, with her glasses almost falling off of her nose. "It was cool, I've already got some new friends" I said, even though I know she only hears like half of what I say when she's writing. "That's good" She muttered.

"Well, I'm going to kill someone" I joked. "Yeah, okay, don't forget your jacket" Mom was so focused on her new book that she didn't even realize what I just said. I rolled my eyes and went to my room, where my drawing of the wolf was very visible.

I really need to paint my room, because these grey walls are so freaking ugly! I'm going to do that Wednesday, because the first week we probably don't get a lot of homework. That's what I hope at least...

I wanted to go back to the wolf, but I'll probably never see him again... Oh well, you never know.

I grabbed my jacket and ran outside, this time through the backdoor, because the first time I made a huge detour. I ran back to the place where I saw it for the first time. I followed the same proccess and sat on the cut off tree, listening to my music. I waited for a long time, until my phone almost died and the sun began to sink behind the trees.

"Dammit" I groaned and walked back home. I really wanted to see him again. Then suddenly I heard footsteps between the leaves again. I got a little hope to see him, but then a little brown mouse ran past.