Love...Funny word that is. They say true love has a habit of coming back. But what would you do if the so called love never left in the first place.
I was mulling over the events which had occurred over the past few days when my name was suddenly called. I know I shouldn't have been day dreaming in the class but I was so wound up with my thoughts about Eric Warnard and his lost love that I failed to register that we were presently having a question and answer session in Mr. Miers's class.
"Miss Valdez, can you name an organelle that is formed when the plasma membrane surrounds a particle outside of the cell?" Mr. Miers was always a polite teacher to be, but in no ways was he easygoing on his students when it came to their studies. I was so screwed. That's what you get for not paying attention Sara!
I swallowed hard as no answer came to me. "Well Miss Valdez? We're waiting for you." I averted my eyes from my teacher's and hung my head low in shame.
I heard him sigh as he spoke in a disappointed tone, "Really Miss Valdez, I have been noticing you since these past few days. You've been awfully absent-minded. Now I understand considering the current situation of the school a little distraction can be considered, but that doesn't give way to tardiness Miss Valdez. I will be expecting you in my office after class. You may take your seat now." With a summons to my probable detention Mr. Miers continued on with his class.
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"What is going on Miss Valdez?" Mr. Miers enquired in a worried voice.
"I...I don't understand what you mean Mr. Miers?" I said, a bit puzzled. Didn't he call me to his office to punish me?
"It is not like you to be tardy Miss Valdez." He said, "Now I know that all the students of Verona high including you are going through a very traumatic phase and I emphasize with that. But as far as I have got to know you as a student, you are not the kind who would let such disturbances hinder your studies. So, I am really concerned about you Miss Valdez." Mr. Miers sounded so sincere that it was almost painful for me to lie to him, but what was I supposed to say to him? That Eric Warnard has got some romantic tragedy going on in his life and I wasn't paying attention in his class because Eric's love tragedy fascinated me more than his lessons!? No thanks.
"I'm sorry if I got you worried Mr. Miers, but I'm fine, really. I...it's just my mom. She's really worried about me being here considering the current events and her being worried is really getting me worried in turn. You see, she is the anxious type." I let out an awkward smile and hoped he would buy my excuse.
"Really?" He heaved a relieved sigh, "I see. I'm glad it's nothing severe. I was worried you were getting bullied."
"What." He thought I was getting picked on!? Where did he draw such a conclusion from?
"Well...Eric Warnard is not the best known student in the campus and he has been spending an awful lot of time with you nowadays and I know it's not proper for me to judge your situation as a teacher and an outsider but I couldn't help intervene considering if someone was bothering one of me students. And since Warnard is pretty much an influenced personal here, I thought you might've been finding it difficult to approach a teacher. So...I'm sorry if it was a false alarm and I poked me nose where it didn't belong."
Eric Warnard really gave off the playground bully vibe huh!(snicker) "I really appreciate your concern Mr. Miers but you can rest assured, I am not being picked on by Eric or anyone else." I smiled brightly at him. He really was a great teacher. Almost made me wish every school I attended had such attentive teachers.
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ParanormalShe can see numbers. She can tell you when you will die. It was her secret and she was going to take it to her grave. But then she met Him. The boy without numbers! And everything changed.