Evie Was Here

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Evie grabbed onto her notebook, and clutched it tightly to her chest. The front was well worn, as the ends were strengthened with a sticky clear tape. There was a scribble of writing on the front that said Evie was here. Usually she had it hidden in the inside pocket, of her zip up binder. Today however, she was inspired. Mr.Barkley ended the class with an assignment, and she already started jotting down the words. He wanted each student, to write a piece on something that made them happy. This notebook, was were her personal thoughts, usually lied from all peering eyes. She wanted Mr.Barkley, to read her draft so far.

She made her way to his desk, after all the other students, have left for their quick break, before next class.

"Uhmm.. Mr.Barkley, sir." Evie came up to him, her eyes were focused on her DC shoes. Her voice also had a slight tremble, it was obvious that she was nervous.

"What is it dear Evie.?" Mr.Barkley asked.

"Would you mind, reading my piece?" Evie asked him, slightly looking up, and meeting his gaze for a second.

Evie's hands now got shaky, as she ripped a page of her well used notebook. Mr.Barkley took notice of the many pages of hand written pieces, in the book. He also watched as Evie leafed through two-thirds of the notebook until she got to the blank pages. She pulled out the last written page, and handed it to Mr.Barkley.

Mr. Barkley started to read it, and he suddenly felt a wave of unnerving emotions. There was a hard ball in the back of his throat, as he tried to hold back any tears.  He was about to talk to her, and compliment her on the written prose, but before he even got a chance to look up from the written composition, she was out of sight.

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Evie, bolted. She really wanted to show Mr.Barkley her prose, but she eventually got too anxious. She didn't know if he would actually like it, so she snuck off while he was reading it. She would rather refrain from embarrassing herself right now. She immediately regretted her decision, to give that part of her to anyone. Evie had an extremely hard time opening up to most people. What if Mr.Barkley finds her whiney, and depressed. What if he laughs at her, like everyone else has always had.

Evie made her way to the lunchroom, as it was her spare right now. It was also Minnie's spare, so Minnie would be meeting her in the lunchroom for a snack before they headed to the library or to the wooded area just outside the school.

"Hey girl," screeched Minnie, as her overly curly mop of blonde hair bounced about. She then ran up to Evie, as if they haven't seen eachother in years

"Geeze, how many Monsters, have you had already?" Asked Evie.

"Just one, so far." Minnie quickly answered back.

Evie was unsure if she could completely believe her best friend. Minnie, had quite an addiction to those things. It didn't help that she always appeared so hyper, so it really was quite hard to tell. Evie, just left it alone, and didn't question Minnie further.

For a quick snack, Evie grabbed a bottle of water, and yogurt tube from the cafeteria. Minnie grabbed herself a Monster, and a small sugary cake in a clear plastic packaging. Evie took a quick glance, and shook her head just slightly. If Minnie didn't settle down on her sugar intake, she was going to become a diabetic. Evie still however said nothing, she didn't want to nag out her concerns, as she felt it might just annoy Minnie. Evie, often held her tounge.

The two of them ate there snacks, and discussed whether they would take their spare in the library, or by the small Grove of trees outside.  Since the weather was rather pleasant, they decided on the latter.