Chapter 2


Marilynn

Wednesday came around and if I were honest, I’d admit that I am interested in seeing whom the new Art Assistant is. All the other chicks in my class are anxious as well. Getting ready for school I contemplated whether to dress hot or not. I rummaged through my closet and decided to wear my leather shorts with a white tee and my locket; I look normal almost blending in.

My outfit was simple, I liked simple. It was quite warm today so I might as well dress appropriately for the weather.

After I finished brushing my teeth I walked downstairs to get some breakfast hoping that my mother wouldn’t join me. All she ever did was pick at me. Sadly my hopes were destroyed when I walked in to the kitchen only to see my mom eating her breakfast at the kitchen counter. “Good Morning Mary” she greeted me.

“Hey” was all I said to her, disappointment was evident in her eyes by the way I greeted her. We had a small disagreement the previous night all because she doesn’t accept my choice of clothing. Pathetic. If she really loved me then she would accept who I am. Not feeling the need to be around her any longer I just quickly ate an apple and left for school.

By the time I arrived at school, I overheard a few people blabbering about Marissa’s new art assistant. Apparently some people spotted him heading over to the Creative Arts Department. Girls were gossiping and guys were envious of him, all the commotion was beginning to make me feel curious.

Period one was a real blur, math is not really my thing, and I actually fell asleep only to be given an hour detention, not my fault Mr. Garner’s class is utter shit. The rest of my classes until history were pretty lame.

I didn’t care about my other teachers except Marissa and Mrs. Purlin. I tend to usually speak with her after class for a few minutes before I head to lunch. Mrs. Purlin was actually a friend of my Nan before she past away.

My talk with Mrs. Purlin was lovely today after speaking with her I collected my lunch and I was off to my table with Jason, Smith, Nathan, Karen, Desiree and her boyfriend. The cool thing is that after lunch we all have last class together.

“So has anyone seen Marissa’s bitch yet?” Smith spoke up

“Wait do you mean that new A.A” I asked.

“No I meant Jesus Christ, hoe” he remarked sarcastically.

“One, don’t disrespect her and two you’re an idiot” Nate said coming to my defense even though I didn’t need any; it was funny to see him react so quickly to defend me. What can I say? The kid still has feelings for me.

“Ha” I said.

“I’ve actually seen him” Jason joined in on the conversation while Desiree and Adrian were in their own little world. I remember being like that with Nathan, him and I were so into each other. Watching my best friend in love is a beautiful thing to witness.

I look up and see Nathan next to me just staring right at me. He must have known what I was thinking about because he looked back at our friends then to me, giving me a small smile and a wink. I miss him, us. I shake those thoughts away no I don’t miss him.

“So what does this Harold look like, Jason” Karen questioned, bringing me back to reality. “Harry.” He corrected her “-and honestly he seems like a pretty interesting guy” he replied.

“I didn’t ask if he was interesting, physical features, Jason! What does he look like?” She smirked at him.

“I didn’t ask you to speak and I don’t know maybe I forgot” he replied to her, he was playing a risky game. Karen was probably one of the most aggressive girls out there. She scared me sometimes. Karen raise an eyebrow at Jason as if challenging him but Jason knew better than to accept.

“Fine, he was about six feet, curly hair and green eyes, happy?” Jason rushed.

“I knew your pussy ass would give in.” Karen smiled at him popping a chip into her mouth.

“He actually sounds familiar,” I said suddenly remembering the guy I saw at my last gig with Mason. “How so?” Karen asked being nosy.

“Well before Mason left-“

They nodded.

‘There was this one guy who had a bit of an attitude” his memory came to me the way his stare shot daggers at me that night.

“Okay…” Smith said wanting me to further my story.

“What does that have to do with any of this?” Jason spoke.

“All I am saying is the guy that you just described, fits his description,” I said

“Are you sure?” Nathan asked. “Yes, but I mean what if it ends up being someone else. There are lots of people with curly hair or green eyes, he’s not the only one.”

“True” Nathan agreed.

Everyone started to get into their own conversations except Nathan and I. Nathan nudged me with his elbow. “Hey” he said.

“Hey” I smiled at him.

“So I was wondering if you wanted to hang out tonight?” he asked.

“Nathan” I sighed

“Look I know that we’re over but that doesn’t mean we can’t hang out like we used to” he looked desperate; maybe we should give us another chance? No, no. I mean I have known him since I was in the 8th grade, but still he hurt me, but that was the past. Ugh! Maybe it would be best to try and rekindle our friendship.

“You’re right.” I said

“For real?” he looked definitely shocked at my response.

“For real, so what do you feel like doing?”

“Maybe we could drink a couple beers, order a pizza and just hang out at the park, you know we could just chill.”

That actually sounds fun.

“Okay.”

Notes

Lates