Always

Chapter 2

"Hey, you okay. You almost fell on your friend there." The boy smiled. He was dressed in a t-shirt and jeans. His hair was messy, I'm guessing he didn't comb it before he left the house. "Meow, meow." The little kitten had jumped out of my bag and was rubbing up against the boy. "And who is this?" "Meow." He looked up at me patiently. "Umm... Actually, I just found her huddled over by a tree on smith street. She was shivering so I took her with me. She has no collar so I think she's a stray." I answered. "Oh, cool. So what are you gonna name her?" He asked curiously. "I don't know." "Oh, okay." I giggled. "What, what's so funny?" He asked looking around as if I was laughing at someone else. "You! You ask so many questions. Your so curious and it's cute!" I blushed, did I just say that!? He was blushing too. "Umm, so that can be her name!" He said excitedly. "What? Questions? That's a weird name for a cat." "No," he laughed, "Curiosity!" I liked it, it had a nice ring. "Yah! Thanks..." I suddenly realized that we didn't know each other's names. "Zachary." He blushed. "But people call me Zach!" He smiled. "Hi,"we shook hands, "I'm Olivia." "Would it be rude to call you Liv?" He asked. "No that would be just fine." I smiled. I looked down at my watch, 7:55, school started at 8:00. "Oh my gosh! I have to go! I hope to see you again soon! Thanks for catching me!" I smiled, scooped up Curiosity and ran to school.

"Okay class, please turn to pages 157 and 158." Great, history! All of a sudden there was a big loud knock, then laughter. Mrs. Beccum walked over to the door taking her time. Another knock. "Hold on I'm coming." When she finally got to the door it opened and in walked the principal. "Good morning Mrs. Beccum, I hope all is well. I have come to bring you a new student. He comes from Texas and comes from a very successful family." Mr. Baker announced. Great a new crack head to enter the prison. "Well, let's get him in here then shall we, we are in the middle of a lesson, and I'm not in the mood for interruptions." "Come on in." Mr. Baker motioned with his hand for the troubled mind who thought they could survive here, to enter the room. And you'll never guess who walked through the door.