Chapter 4
Sometimes, only one person is missing, and the whole world seems depopulated.
- Alphouse De Lamartine
It's lunch and I'm not that hungry. Last night's nightmare really took a toll on me. When I close my eyes, I can still hear my parents screaming at me that they love me from my dream. They also say to remember them. Just thinking about it brings tears to my eyes, but I force them down and bury the feeling.
Barbie slut Veronica hasn't done anything yet, but I feel like something is bound to come. It's not even the end of the day yet. Oh how I wish it was, so I can go work this shit out with my punching bag and weights.
Yes, I weight lift, but not in an extreme way. My muscles don't bulge out like people who do it as a sport, but I do have muscles and abs.
I eat my food and talk with Chole and Zenon. They were getting in an argument again over which ice cream flavor is better. Personally mine is vanilla, but Chole's is chocolate and Zenon's is cookies and cream. Don't get me wrong, I love both of those but not as my vanilla.
I stay out of the conversation as I don't want to get caught in the crossfire. Although I do laugh when Zenon brings up some funny stories about Chole and cookies and cream ice cream.
The bell rings and this argument is carried onto class. It basically keeps going until I have my last period of the day. That is when I don't have them in my class, which is bummer because I wanted to know who won that argument. I'm betting Zenon, but I wouldn't be surprised if Chole won.
During the middle of the lesson, I start to feel really sleepy. I can barely concentrate on what the teacher is saying, so I do the only thing that I want to do right now. Sleep. It won't hurt me if I sleep in any of my classes anyway.
I wake up when the bell rings. I get up, gather my things and walk out of that class towards Mark's car. He is standing there waiting for me on the passenger side. "How was your day, Bell?" He asks while watching me walk up to him. "Not that eventful. I did what I do in every class period, tune out the teacher and sleep." I said as he moved to get in the car, and I followed behind him. He nods and starts to drive to Aunt Olivia's house.
As we drive there, I get the feeling as though I shouldn't have slept in my last class. I mean, Veronica is in that class, and she could do anything since most of the teachers love her. I'm pretty sure she has fucked most of the school's staff and guys. Oh well though. If she did something, then she did something. It's not going to affect me that much.
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