Dusk
Chapter Two
"Onyx, you have to get up!"
Onyx groaned to the sound of Veronica's voice, but she was right. Onyx had spent the whole week home, unpacking, and mentally preparing for time of school.
Which was now,
"Onyx!!" Her sister yelled again.
She got out of bed, blocking her sister's yelling from her head. In her closet, were only a few 'wintery' things.
She finally settled on a black long-sleeved shirt, black jeans, and a pair of brown loafers.
Onyx then went to the bathroom, quickly brushing her teeth and hair, letting it fall the way it wanted to.
She hurried, and grabbed her dark brown hoodie, and walked downstairs, slowly letting her hand glide against the wooden railing.
"Onyx- oh, you're up" Her sister spoke when she came into the kitchen. Onyx nodded, and grabbed a Granola bar from the cabinet, opening the package, and nibbling on the corners.
"I'm gonna let you drive my car to school today." Veronica said, pouring another cup of coffee, and adding a few creams to it.
"Oh, no it's fine" Onyx declined.
She hated using other peoples things.
"I'll walk"
Veronica shook her head with a small laugh.
"Suit yourself. The directions are on that piece of paper on the fridge" She said, pointing toward the refrigerator, "Also, the keys will be on the counter if you change your mind"
Onyx smiled, and thanked her, grabbing the piece of paper from under the snowman shaped magnet.
She walked outside, a burst of sharp, cold wind blew in her face. She clutched her jacket closer to her body.
Onyx suddenly regretted her desicion of not taking up her sister's offer. But, then she remembered Veronica saying she would leave the keys on the table. Onyx sighed, not sure if she wanted to hurt her pride by going back inside and grabbing her keys.
Just as she was about to suck it up and keep walking, another gust of cold wind blew into her body.
She groaned, and walked back to the door of the house.
///
Onyx pulled into the parking lot in her sister's car. Only a few other cars were parked in the student parking area.
She looked at the time on the radio.
8:07
The bell wouldn't ring until 8:40, so Onyx took the time to finish the last of her Granola bar.
When she looked at the time, it was now 8:28.
Onyx decided now was the time to get out and get her schedule. She sighed, nervous for the school year, and jumped out.
A few raindrops were now beginning to fall, which didn't help woth the cold weather.
Once inside the warm office, Onyx walked over to the desk where a plump, older woman with orange-reddish hair sat typing on her computer, her round glasses sat on the end of her nose.
A sigh on her desk announced her name was 'Alicia Powell'.
"Umm, hi" Onyx spoke, shyly, hoping to catch the older womans attention. She looked up, and blinked, before realizing it was a student in fron of her.
"Oh sorry, yes dear?"
Onyx smiled. She loved the way older people sounded with british accents,
"Hi, I'm Onyx Carter. I'm new, and just need me schedule"
"Oh, yes" Ms. Powell said, looking through a stack of paper. "Right here, darling" She handed her a piece of paper with her schedule, a map of the school, and her locker combination on it.
"Thank you"
///
Onyx walked to her first class.
Art.
Onyx was ecstatic that art was her first period. She loved to draw, and was quite good at it, too. She smiled at herself from the memory of her mother telling her that she used to draw people with eight eyes.
-----
Onyx finally finished a picture that she had been working on for weeks.
"Mama, mama!" Her twelve year old voice cried, running through the house, and into the office where her mother sat.
"Yes, darling?"
Onyx handed her the paper, and her mom pushed up her glasses to study it better.
"Oh, honey, this is wonderful!" Her voice in awe.
Onyx giggled, proud of herself for surprising mama with her talents.
"So much better from when you drew people with eight eyes" She teased. Onyx laughed, and acted to be offended.
"Hey!"
Her mother threw her head back and laughed, which sounded like Christmas bells to her ears.
"We'll have to hang this up."
-----
Onyx laughed mentally at the memory, and reached out to open the door to Art class.
Everybody was already seated, their canvases in front of them. Onyx blushed from embarrassment when she realized she was late to class.
"Ah, Ms. Carter" She turned to see a balding man stading on some steps in front of the class.
"Class, this is our new student, Onyx Carter. She's all the way from America!",He said,stepping down from the steps to shake her hand.
"I'm Mr. Flloyd"
Onyx did a small smile and nodded, walking to the empty chair at the back. She sat down, and turned her head to see a boy staring at her.
His hair was curly, and a choclate brown. His eyes were a beautiful green, and his plump lips were in a thin line.
She turned away from his intense stare, feeling a bit intimidated, but wasn't going to show it.
///
Lunch finally came, and Onyx was relieved. She was looking forward to sitting alone to think.
For some reason, that curly-haired boy had been in her mind all day.
She was facinated by him because she couldn't read him. When she usually meets people, she can usually read them like an open book from their eyes.
But he was closed off. He was mysterious.
She got an apple, and a diet coke, and began looking for an empty table to sit. When she finally found one, and began walking over, someone was calling her name.
She turned, and saw the familiar blonde hair from some Math class. Onyx finally remembred her name was Elizabeth, and went over to her table.
Onyx sat down next to Elizabeth, and she began introducing Onyx to her friend.
Two boys and two girls were in a relationship with oneanother, except one boy woth black hair who's name was Jason.
Onyx wasn't really joining in tje conversation, still only thinking about the boy with green eyes.
She turned her head to the entrence where she saw him enter.
Elizabeth noticed her staring.
"That's Harry. Harry Styles. He doesn't really talk to to anybody." She said, only in a whisper.
Onyx smiled at his name. He looked like a Harry. But, now she was only more curious in why he didn't talk to people.
And she was determined to find out.
Onyx groaned to the sound of Veronica's voice, but she was right. Onyx had spent the whole week home, unpacking, and mentally preparing for time of school.
Which was now,
"Onyx!!" Her sister yelled again.
She got out of bed, blocking her sister's yelling from her head. In her closet, were only a few 'wintery' things.
She finally settled on a black long-sleeved shirt, black jeans, and a pair of brown loafers.
Onyx then went to the bathroom, quickly brushing her teeth and hair, letting it fall the way it wanted to.
She hurried, and grabbed her dark brown hoodie, and walked downstairs, slowly letting her hand glide against the wooden railing.
"Onyx- oh, you're up" Her sister spoke when she came into the kitchen. Onyx nodded, and grabbed a Granola bar from the cabinet, opening the package, and nibbling on the corners.
"I'm gonna let you drive my car to school today." Veronica said, pouring another cup of coffee, and adding a few creams to it.
"Oh, no it's fine" Onyx declined.
She hated using other peoples things.
"I'll walk"
Veronica shook her head with a small laugh.
"Suit yourself. The directions are on that piece of paper on the fridge" She said, pointing toward the refrigerator, "Also, the keys will be on the counter if you change your mind"
Onyx smiled, and thanked her, grabbing the piece of paper from under the snowman shaped magnet.
She walked outside, a burst of sharp, cold wind blew in her face. She clutched her jacket closer to her body.
Onyx suddenly regretted her desicion of not taking up her sister's offer. But, then she remembered Veronica saying she would leave the keys on the table. Onyx sighed, not sure if she wanted to hurt her pride by going back inside and grabbing her keys.
Just as she was about to suck it up and keep walking, another gust of cold wind blew into her body.
She groaned, and walked back to the door of the house.
///
Onyx pulled into the parking lot in her sister's car. Only a few other cars were parked in the student parking area.
She looked at the time on the radio.
8:07
The bell wouldn't ring until 8:40, so Onyx took the time to finish the last of her Granola bar.
When she looked at the time, it was now 8:28.
Onyx decided now was the time to get out and get her schedule. She sighed, nervous for the school year, and jumped out.
A few raindrops were now beginning to fall, which didn't help woth the cold weather.
Once inside the warm office, Onyx walked over to the desk where a plump, older woman with orange-reddish hair sat typing on her computer, her round glasses sat on the end of her nose.
A sigh on her desk announced her name was 'Alicia Powell'.
"Umm, hi" Onyx spoke, shyly, hoping to catch the older womans attention. She looked up, and blinked, before realizing it was a student in fron of her.
"Oh sorry, yes dear?"
Onyx smiled. She loved the way older people sounded with british accents,
"Hi, I'm Onyx Carter. I'm new, and just need me schedule"
"Oh, yes" Ms. Powell said, looking through a stack of paper. "Right here, darling" She handed her a piece of paper with her schedule, a map of the school, and her locker combination on it.
"Thank you"
///
Onyx walked to her first class.
Art.
Onyx was ecstatic that art was her first period. She loved to draw, and was quite good at it, too. She smiled at herself from the memory of her mother telling her that she used to draw people with eight eyes.
-----
Onyx finally finished a picture that she had been working on for weeks.
"Mama, mama!" Her twelve year old voice cried, running through the house, and into the office where her mother sat.
"Yes, darling?"
Onyx handed her the paper, and her mom pushed up her glasses to study it better.
"Oh, honey, this is wonderful!" Her voice in awe.
Onyx giggled, proud of herself for surprising mama with her talents.
"So much better from when you drew people with eight eyes" She teased. Onyx laughed, and acted to be offended.
"Hey!"
Her mother threw her head back and laughed, which sounded like Christmas bells to her ears.
"We'll have to hang this up."
-----
Onyx laughed mentally at the memory, and reached out to open the door to Art class.
Everybody was already seated, their canvases in front of them. Onyx blushed from embarrassment when she realized she was late to class.
"Ah, Ms. Carter" She turned to see a balding man stading on some steps in front of the class.
"Class, this is our new student, Onyx Carter. She's all the way from America!",He said,stepping down from the steps to shake her hand.
"I'm Mr. Flloyd"
Onyx did a small smile and nodded, walking to the empty chair at the back. She sat down, and turned her head to see a boy staring at her.
His hair was curly, and a choclate brown. His eyes were a beautiful green, and his plump lips were in a thin line.
She turned away from his intense stare, feeling a bit intimidated, but wasn't going to show it.
///
Lunch finally came, and Onyx was relieved. She was looking forward to sitting alone to think.
For some reason, that curly-haired boy had been in her mind all day.
She was facinated by him because she couldn't read him. When she usually meets people, she can usually read them like an open book from their eyes.
But he was closed off. He was mysterious.
She got an apple, and a diet coke, and began looking for an empty table to sit. When she finally found one, and began walking over, someone was calling her name.
She turned, and saw the familiar blonde hair from some Math class. Onyx finally remembred her name was Elizabeth, and went over to her table.
Onyx sat down next to Elizabeth, and she began introducing Onyx to her friend.
Two boys and two girls were in a relationship with oneanother, except one boy woth black hair who's name was Jason.
Onyx wasn't really joining in tje conversation, still only thinking about the boy with green eyes.
She turned her head to the entrence where she saw him enter.
Elizabeth noticed her staring.
"That's Harry. Harry Styles. He doesn't really talk to to anybody." She said, only in a whisper.
Onyx smiled at his name. He looked like a Harry. But, now she was only more curious in why he didn't talk to people.
And she was determined to find out.
11/30/13