My Dead Mate (On Hold)

Classes have Begun

The bell rings. I sigh and make my way towards math. I open the door and everyone is staring. The teacher turns to me and asks, "Can I help you?"

"I'm the new student."

"Oh yes, welcome, why don't you introduce yourself."

 "Well, I'm Erica and I just moved here about two weeks ago."

"Okay, well ,you can take a seat next to Macy. Please raise your hand Macy."  A brunette girl raises her hand. I go and take a seat next to her.

"Hi! I'm Macy." She seems very hyper.  She's smiling broadly and seems nice enough , so I smile back and answer her.

"Hey, I'm Erica."

"Do you want to sit with me at lunch?"

"Sure."

"I'll be under the weeping willow tree."

"Okay." With that I turn around and try to pay attention to the teacher ,but that's too hard, so I just put my head phones in and listen to Paramore's "Misery Business".  I love this song . I lean back and just listen to the music. Before I know it ,the bell has rung, and I rush out of the room. I head to my next class, art. No one's there yet so I just sit down and wait. I get out all of my drawing supplies; charcoal, colored pencils, sharpies, erasers, and my sketchpad. These are the only supplies I ever use. People start to file in. The teacher walks in . She's wearing ripped bell-bottom jeans, a t-shirt, and black Converses. She smiles and says ,"We have a new student today, her name is Erica."  I look around and see there are only ten kids in this class. Then I see Dylan. He looks up with a slight smile and waves .  I wave back, but don't smile.  He reminds me of Jacob so much. He somewhat looks like him,  but the way he acts is so much like Jacob.  It's almost like they are the same person in a different body. Dylan does pretty much the same thing Jacob did when I first moved to his school. I slightly smile at the memories, he was so sweet and funny, also he was a complete moron. That's why I fell so hard for him I guess, but I'll never fall for another boy again, they're too much trouble and I'll only get them hurt because I still have Larry after me.

The teacher is talking again. "Today's going to be a free day because I got no sleep last night and need to rest ,so do whatever you want."  I take out my charcoal and sketchpad.  I start to draw a picture of Jacob in wolf form.  I feel a presence behind me and look up to see Dylan looking intently at my picture with a look of thought on his mind.  I ignore him and keep drawing. The whole picture is in black and white.  I decide it's missing something.  I take out a green colored pencil and color in the eyes. That's it, I'm done.  Dylan sits next to me and asks, "Where have you seen that wolf?"  I'm startled and don't know what to say.

"Um, well, when I was walking in the woods, "  I say hesitantly.

"Where?"

"Um, California?"  I somewhat ask somewhat answer.

"You're lying."

"No, I'm not, and why do you care?"

"I just want to know that's all."

"It's none of your business."

"Just tell me!"

"No!"  I keep up my resistance because Jacob would have wanted me to.  The teacher ,Ms. Carma , comes up and asks, "Is there a problem?"

"No Ms. Carma."  Dylan replies.

"Dylan, go back to your seat and do something productive instead of bothering our new student."

"Yes Ms. Carma."  Dylan gets up and leaves.  Miss Carma asks to see my picture.  I give it to her. She examines it and says, "Wow this is amazing!  I do have to say though, that wolf looks quite familiar, but I don't know from where."

"Thanks,"  I say, puzzled. There's no way she could know this wolf.  The bell rings and I pack my stuff up.  I once again feel a presence and there's Dylan again.

"What?"  I ask.

"I'm sorry."

"What?"

"I'm sorry for yelling. It's just, that wolf looked so familiar, I got excited that's all."

"It's okay."

"Sit with me at lunch?"

"Sorry, no.  I'm sitting with someone else."

"Okay, well, see you around."

"Bye."  I walk into the cafeteria and get into line.  Someone pokes my back.  I see a tall boy . He was handsome, but I don't care anymore. "Yes?"

"Hi."

"Hey."

"Sit with me?"

"No."

"Why?"

"I have other plans."

I get my lunch and walk towards the back door when a tall blond wearing a mini skirt and a purple sparkly halter-top walks towards me and says, "Stay away from Dylan."

"No problem, " I respond and with that she walks away.  I walk out and see Macy under the weeping willow.  I go and sit down next to her.

"Hi"  she says.

"Hey."

"Good day?"

"Kind of."

"Oh, too bad. What other classes do you have?"

"P.E., History and free."

"Oh, well,  good luck in P.E."

"Why?"

"Well,  all the girls take P.E. freshmen year ,to get it over with. Only the boys take it other years."

"Great."

"Yeah, sorry."

With that the bell rings.  "Good luck in P.E.!"  Macy yells.

"Thanks!" I yell back.

I run into the girls locker room and realize that Macy was serious, there are no girls here!  I change into basketball shorts and a t-shirt from my old football team.  I walk into the gym and only the teacher is there already.  He looks at me strangely.

"I'm the new student."

"Ah, I wasn't informed you were taking my class. I'm sorry."

"It's fine, I guess. So I'm the only girl?"

"Yes."

"Wow, that's just great."

He chuckles, "Yep".

"Well, we're playing flag football today.  I hope that's okay."

"Have you seen my shirt?" He chuckles and says good.  Boys start to file in.

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