(And for the few of you who where confused, Cricket's cloak is like a very long short sleeved jacket. Or, for the few of you who remember him, like Ethan's coat, but longer.)
Cricket's PoV:
As we headed towards the cafeteria, we bumped into Mia and her gang. Since this was a big thing to her, she wore a long white dress with flower imprints that was knee length, a pair of thick pale brown heels, and a thin white coat. She had curled her shining blonde locks, and had put on a ton of makeup. Behind her, Jesscia stood wearing the same thing, except her dress was a pale pink. Her hazelnut brown hair was pulled into a tight bun, and her forest green eyes sparkled. Her other follower was nowhere to be seen.
"Wow, your really going to wear that? I've seen goldfish wear nicer outfits than that." Mia commented. I tried to ignore her, but she could see that I was getting upset. She pulled at the hood of my cloak. "Nice dishrag. Maybe you can use it to hide that hideous face of yours." Mia said in a loud voice, dropping my hood back down on my head. I shrank back from her, not wanting to be embarrassed by her again.
Lauren walked up and put her arm around me. "Oh look, it's your little girlfriend, come to save you once again." Mia sneered, a look of evil joy on her face. That broke me. I pulled away from Lauren's grasp and ran to the farthest corner of the room, crying my heart out. Mia laughed at my depression. Lauren sent her a death glare, than ran over to me holding a box of tissues. After a few minutes of crying, I stood up and rubbed my eyes. "Okay girls!!! It's 10:00!!! Time for adoption day!!!" Mrs. Hattie said in a happy tone. We all walked quickly to the row of chairs lined up in the hallway. I grabbed the one in the darkest, farthest corner of the room.
I quickly pulled out my iPod, headphones, and notebook from my black satchel. I plugged the headset into my iPod, hit shuffle, then slid the electric blue Deadlox like headset on, blocking out the rest of the world. I open my sketch pad and put the finishing touches on my Sub drawing before starting on another Team Crafted fanart. I watched out of the corner of my eye as people came and went, the occasional girl going with them. Lauren stood behind me, telling people my name and about me. But she never brought up my mental disorder. It was our little secret.
When a suprisingly large group walked in, Lauren's eyes widened before walking over to them. Curious, I turned down my music so that I could hear them. "Might I suggest the girl in the back?" I heard Lauren whisper into the ear of a man in the group. I couldn't hear the man's response. But he seemed familiar. I don't know why though.
(Hahahahaha!!! Cliffhanger!!! Yes, I know I'm evil. I plan on posting part 3 very soon. But I hope you all enjoy this book so far!!!
Stay strong in hope my friends...
~Cricket)
