Leaping to the Wild Side

Part 2

Magnolia Younge

I walk into the principal's waiting room or at least that's what I think it is. I've never been to the principal's office before. I see the lady at the desk, I ask her whether I should just go back or if I wait in one of these chairs. The nice lady said, "She's preoccupied at the moment. Just wait in one of these chairs and he will call your name when he's ready." I follow her commands and sit in a chair across from a lean yet defined man with floppy black hair that sways to one side. Why do I suddenly have the urge to touch his fiddling hands? I think to myself. I blush and look down at my hands. Before looking back at the man I see that he's already looking over at me, staring, too. He looks sort of mesmerized for a second before pure hatred washes over his eyes. Hatred so strong I'm baffled by it. How could you hate someone so much without knowing the? I think.

Lucas Wild

After I see her leave the principal's office I walk through the door and straight in the office. Waiting for reprimand. I sit down in my chair as she says, "Lucas you are one of our star soccer players, your behavior is normally passable and your smarts aren't going well, but your character is strong I see that. And that's why your punishment for your fighting and your failing grades will be to be the male lead in the spring play adaption of Swan Lake. And you will be tutored by one of our best, Magnolia Younge. There will be no more discussion on this matter. You have to be at the auditorium after school at 3:45. Magnolia is the female lead so discuss working on tutoring there."

Later on during Lunch

I walk into the lunch room and avert my gaze to the ground. I've learned getting through the day is much easier if you just look down. Less confrontation, less arguing, less stress. The list just keeps going really. I head to my table and sit down, pulling out my food I realize I left my water at home. I get up, leaving my bag and food, and head to Mrs. Green's room. She the only teacher that sells water for 50 cents instead of a dollar like the others. Once I get there we have the usual conversation, we talk about how I'm doing in ballet I tell her good. I ask about her young boy, Jeremy, and how he's doing in school. I tell I better be heading back to lunch or I'll miss it. "Oh, can you do me a favor Magnolia? Tell Lucas Wild that he left his Chromebook in here. That would be just fantastic." She says to me as I head out of the door. When I walk back into the cafeteria I keep my head up searching the crowd for a certain male. Then I see him. All 6 foot and 6 inches of him. I walk to his table and see that his on and off again girlfriend isn't sitting with him. How odd, I thought they would last this time. I tap on his shoulder twice. Sensing something's off his entire table gets quiet, when he turns to me I see that look of mesmerization on his face once more, then his face hardens into a shell of hatred. "What do you want?" his tone alone made tears spring to my eyes. But I push them back and handle him, "Mrs. Green wanted me to tell you that you left your Chromebook in her classroom." I state clearly. He looks dumbfounded for a minute, then he says, "What are you still doing here?" That's when I crack, " I- I don't know." I wipe the tears that are spilling from my eyes by the liter. I grab my food putting it in my backpack and I leave heading straight for the library, crying the whole way there. How could someone be so rude to somebody they don't even know? Why does he hate me? What have I ever done to him? Billions of thoughts run through my head as I smash my earbuds into my ear lobes blasting You're alive by Alexandre Desplat. Ahh, relaxing classical. What could be better than this? I think. Oh right, this and Twilight. Nothing gets better than that.