I met him just now I can't be falling in love that's crazy, but...it doesn't feel like we just met it feels like we've known each other for years. Why? Do I really know him? Where would I know him from? Oh! I remember! I'm pretty sure he was my neighbor back in elementary I think he had moved or something because this is the fist time I've seen him since. He was my friend. Does he remember me? Or is he just being nice? Should I apologize? No that would be akward. Maybe.....no, I guess I'll just.....pretend like nothing happened. Shit where is my class! I'll just find it on my own.
</time skip\> I sat down and the teacher called names by grade. "Frehsman in this class. Abigail Ramirez."
"Here!"
"Ok. now sophomores in this class..." I had stopped listening. Am I seriously the only freshman in this class! Great! Another way that I stick out. This sucks. Why can't I ever blend in and stay hidden.
Next I have art my elective. That should be easy it's in the MPR. I think.
"Hey! So your name is Abigail?"
"Yes?"
"Cool nice to meet you Abigail." He chuckled but I don't see what's so funny.
"My name is Alexander but everyone calls me Alex. What class do you have next?"
"Well next is my elective I don't think you have the same class as me though."
"What's your elective? Wether I have your class or not I can show you yours if you'd like."
"Well I have art class."
"Are you a good painter?"
"No."
"Are you good at drawing? Or do you just like art?"
"Well I..."
"Let me show you where it is." He seems really sweet I wonder if that's how he really is... Alexander, huh.
"Here we are! The art class. Room 605. Got that? don't forget." I walked in and found a seat in the back by the window on the right side of the classroom. I took out my drawing stuff and my journal with all my drawings from 2nd grade to now. I flipped through the book for a blank page looking at all of my beautiful art work.
"Wow, Do you like drawing?" Closing my notebook as fast as I could I said "Who wants to know?"
"Silly me I haven't introduced myself. I'm Chris. You must be a freshman."
"Christian?"
He chuckled,"no no I'm Christopher. What's your name. You are a freshman right?"
"Oh I'm sorry. Yes, I am a freshman. But umm... why do you want to know my name?"
"Why not. We'll be in the same class this whole year. And you happen to have the seat next to me. So I have the right to know your name."
"oh I'm sorry I'll move."I grabbed my book and started getting up.
"No no your fine there I don't mind."
"Oh O-ok." I put my stuff back on the table and sluped down in my seat,"this is just great." I mumbled to myself
"What was that?"
"Huh? Oh nothing."
~Chris's pov~
She walked in and sat down in the seat right next to mine. She had some sort of book. I looked over her shoulder very carefully so that she wouldn't notice. "Wow, do you like drawing",she shut her book? Why? What's wrong with her drawings?
"Who wants to know?"
She's a freshman she has to be no one ever dared to sit next to me Jacquelyn made sure of that. "Silly me I haven't introduced myself. I'm Chris. You must be a freshman."
"Christian?"
I chuckled,"no no I'm Christopher. What's your name. You are a freshman right?"
"Oh I'm sorry. Yes, I am a freshman. But umm... why do you want to know my name?" She is cute and seems insecure.
"Why not. We'll be in the same class this whole year. And you happen to have the seat next to me. So I have the right to know your name."
"oh I'm sorry I'll move." She was getting up. I knew Jacqueline was going to say something but I didn't care.
"No no your fine there I don't mind."
"Oh O-ok." As she sat back down I saw Jacqueline glare at me. Oh well its not like I belong to her anyway.
"What was that?"
"Huh? oh nothing." I swear I herd her say something.
The whole time she was drawing but she hovered over it so I couldn't see. The only thing she did was draw but I mean it is an art class after all.
Sadly we could do whatever we wanted in that class so out of the corner of my eye I see Jacqueline walking up to me. This'll be fun.
"Chrissy!"
"I told you not to call me that Jacqueline I'm not your boyfriend any more and I'm glad I'm not."
"I don't care. What you want and I will get what I want no matter what it takes." She whispered in my ear.
Great now she's gonna find someone to use along with me. Why do I always get the controling ones?
"Look Jacqueline I broke up with you because you're a jerk to every one and if you want me back well you lost your chance. Go ahead try to take control of me again. I won't make the same mistake twice."
~Abby's pov~
Chris and that other girl were arguing so I went to a corner and started drawing. Every 5 seconds I looked up expecting someone to come up to me but luckily no one did.
Looking for something to draw I looked at Chris and the girl and drew them as a couple, it was raining out side so I added that in. Which reminded me of my parents when I was little. Smiling at the scene I just drew I began to cry.
{Flashback}
It was raining so I had my umbrella and shared it with Natalie. While my mom shared with my dad.
"Mommy I'm hungry."
"Natalie we are going to eat."
She laughed and skipped as I held her hand. We had dinner and I had to wait for natalie to come out of the bathroom so we could leave.
We walked out side and we could see mom and dad about to kiss like they truly loved each other.
"Ewwwww!!" Natalie and I said in unison. My mom laughed.
"Come on you two lets go home." Natalie and I nod and run to them.
I hugged them and said, "I love you."
{End of flashback}
Why did he kill her? What reason did he have? Did he not love his family?
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(I did not draw this. I can't draw 😅. And I don't know who the artist is. Sorry.)
