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Chapter 2
Друзья and school
I woke up real early Далее morning. Dreading the день ahead of me. Noel drove us to school on the way to work. We memorized our classes the день before. Just wanted to keep Ты awake.But the school was pretty nice. It occupied a long acre of трава and trees. So on a hot день the trees will shade us from the heat.
The office was the main building a bit larger than the cafeteria and the first first building you'll see.
You'd keep walking straight to glass double doors that lead outside to lush green трава and multiple buildings here and there. And not far away from here was a пляж, пляжный and also behind this school few минуты away was a shopper's paradise complete with a mall, movie theatre, arcade, and few resturants. Best school ever (on the outside, let's see inside).
Vastiste and I were building buddies so we had to part.
My homeroom teacher's name was mr.Derelo, room 412, it didn't take long find the class. Unfortanutely the колокол, колокольчик, белл hadn't rung, so I got stares and whispers.
"You must be Kyle Sorriti, hi I'm mr.Derelo your history teacher" сказал(-а) a bright cheerful young man, just by the way he smiled I could tell the class respected him.
I shook his hand and returned his bright smile as he сказал(-а) "sit where Ты like"
Uh-oh!
I get to choose where I sit!
I walked around looking for a seat, when a pretty brown hair girl motioned me towards her to an empty seat.
An empty seat!
Halleuljah!
I walked quickly there as stares followed me.
"Now class don't be rude to Kyle because remember I know where ya'll live"mr.Derelo сказал(-а) as the class erupted into laughter. The classmates treated me kindly and turns out I have a great personality. Who knew!
The сиденье, место, сиденья saver girl was named Fable and she invited me to Присоединиться her Друзья at their lunch table. Ты wanna know what I said. Yes! But not as excited.
At lunch she introduced me to her friends.
"Guys Ты all know Kyle Sorriti right"
They all nodded.
"Kyle meet Ariel Veils, Mike Toona, Owen Smith, Gregg Calister, and Tweety Johnson"
"Tweety"I questioned.
A girl with dirty blonde hair smiled "yes Tweety, Ты see when I little my brother was a baby at the time and tried to repeat what everyone said. And a lot of people called me sweetie and he сказал(-а) Tweety and ever since then people call me Tweety"
"Cool"
"But Tweety Bird is my Избранное animated character"
"Now I know what your Далее Вопрос is" Gregg interrupted "why is a young attractive guy with great brown hair it's natural yes, be here in the tenth grade at age fifteen"
I shook my head but he continued.
"Well because I'm a super dork and geek"
"Yeah just not the attracted part" Ariel said
We all laughed as Gregg put on his glasses.
My eyes moved over to a таблица with a girl sitting alone. She was dreesed in black and wore heavy make up and jewelry. I could tell her hair and eyes were a natural black. Her skin was an оливковый, оливковое color and by just one look I could tell she didn't go outside much.
"That's Aurora" a voice сказал(-а) behind me
"Who"
"Aurora Leians, she's totally goth and mean but I think that's because people are mean to her" Tweety said.
For the remainder of the день I hang out with my awesome new Друзья and had a great first day. School rocks!
Forget I сказал(-а) that.
Noel was still at work so Vastiste and I had to take the bus. On the way Главная we shared our details.
Turns out I'm not the only Sorriti to have a great day. Vastsite meant a lot of people and made new friends, including boys (yep there on my list). When we got Главная a pleased mother in the kitchen. Tacos!
Noel was in a bad mood when he got home, they had no lead to Rebbeca's murderer. But there not giving up, they found nothing that had any DNA.
Noel told us it was her phone, a necklace, earrings, bracelets, keys, and a funky радуга ribbon. Vastiste lightened the mood by telling her great день at school.
We had to start the school routine. The school routine Ты ask. Well after ужин we take a shower, wash up, and spend the rest of the день in our room doing something. Until we get tired или ten o' clock.But today I did a face plant on my постель, кровати and went fast to sleep.
That night I awoke to the sound of something hitting my windows. I silently crept towards the window. When I saw nothing I breathed a sigh of relief. Boy did that-
TAP!
I jumped at the sound of a rock hitting my window. Didn't Vastiste warn me about that. I looked out the window but saw nothing, but I could've sworn I saw dark clothing disappearing into the forest.
It looked like a part of a пальто and that probably belonged to the person that threw rocks at my window. It was four thirty and feeling spooked I went to the bathroom to splash water on my face.
And I know this is going to sound crazy, which I always am, but I felt like I was being watched.
And trust me when I say this but something felt wrong. Really wrong. I just didn't know what it was.
Chapter 2
Друзья and school
I woke up real early Далее morning. Dreading the день ahead of me. Noel drove us to school on the way to work. We memorized our classes the день before. Just wanted to keep Ты awake.But the school was pretty nice. It occupied a long acre of трава and trees. So on a hot день the trees will shade us from the heat.
The office was the main building a bit larger than the cafeteria and the first first building you'll see.
You'd keep walking straight to glass double doors that lead outside to lush green трава and multiple buildings here and there. And not far away from here was a пляж, пляжный and also behind this school few минуты away was a shopper's paradise complete with a mall, movie theatre, arcade, and few resturants. Best school ever (on the outside, let's see inside).
Vastiste and I were building buddies so we had to part.
My homeroom teacher's name was mr.Derelo, room 412, it didn't take long find the class. Unfortanutely the колокол, колокольчик, белл hadn't rung, so I got stares and whispers.
"You must be Kyle Sorriti, hi I'm mr.Derelo your history teacher" сказал(-а) a bright cheerful young man, just by the way he smiled I could tell the class respected him.
I shook his hand and returned his bright smile as he сказал(-а) "sit where Ты like"
Uh-oh!
I get to choose where I sit!
I walked around looking for a seat, when a pretty brown hair girl motioned me towards her to an empty seat.
An empty seat!
Halleuljah!
I walked quickly there as stares followed me.
"Now class don't be rude to Kyle because remember I know where ya'll live"mr.Derelo сказал(-а) as the class erupted into laughter. The classmates treated me kindly and turns out I have a great personality. Who knew!
The сиденье, место, сиденья saver girl was named Fable and she invited me to Присоединиться her Друзья at their lunch table. Ты wanna know what I said. Yes! But not as excited.
At lunch she introduced me to her friends.
"Guys Ты all know Kyle Sorriti right"
They all nodded.
"Kyle meet Ariel Veils, Mike Toona, Owen Smith, Gregg Calister, and Tweety Johnson"
"Tweety"I questioned.
A girl with dirty blonde hair smiled "yes Tweety, Ты see when I little my brother was a baby at the time and tried to repeat what everyone said. And a lot of people called me sweetie and he сказал(-а) Tweety and ever since then people call me Tweety"
"Cool"
"But Tweety Bird is my Избранное animated character"
"Now I know what your Далее Вопрос is" Gregg interrupted "why is a young attractive guy with great brown hair it's natural yes, be here in the tenth grade at age fifteen"
I shook my head but he continued.
"Well because I'm a super dork and geek"
"Yeah just not the attracted part" Ariel said
We all laughed as Gregg put on his glasses.
My eyes moved over to a таблица with a girl sitting alone. She was dreesed in black and wore heavy make up and jewelry. I could tell her hair and eyes were a natural black. Her skin was an оливковый, оливковое color and by just one look I could tell she didn't go outside much.
"That's Aurora" a voice сказал(-а) behind me
"Who"
"Aurora Leians, she's totally goth and mean but I think that's because people are mean to her" Tweety said.
For the remainder of the день I hang out with my awesome new Друзья and had a great first day. School rocks!
Forget I сказал(-а) that.
Noel was still at work so Vastiste and I had to take the bus. On the way Главная we shared our details.
Turns out I'm not the only Sorriti to have a great day. Vastsite meant a lot of people and made new friends, including boys (yep there on my list). When we got Главная a pleased mother in the kitchen. Tacos!
Noel was in a bad mood when he got home, they had no lead to Rebbeca's murderer. But there not giving up, they found nothing that had any DNA.
Noel told us it was her phone, a necklace, earrings, bracelets, keys, and a funky радуга ribbon. Vastiste lightened the mood by telling her great день at school.
We had to start the school routine. The school routine Ты ask. Well after ужин we take a shower, wash up, and spend the rest of the день in our room doing something. Until we get tired или ten o' clock.But today I did a face plant on my постель, кровати and went fast to sleep.
That night I awoke to the sound of something hitting my windows. I silently crept towards the window. When I saw nothing I breathed a sigh of relief. Boy did that-
TAP!
I jumped at the sound of a rock hitting my window. Didn't Vastiste warn me about that. I looked out the window but saw nothing, but I could've sworn I saw dark clothing disappearing into the forest.
It looked like a part of a пальто and that probably belonged to the person that threw rocks at my window. It was four thirty and feeling spooked I went to the bathroom to splash water on my face.
And I know this is going to sound crazy, which I always am, but I felt like I was being watched.
And trust me when I say this but something felt wrong. Really wrong. I just didn't know what it was.
She looked like she was gonna die again
"izzy!"i yelled."what is wrong with you?"
"whats wrong with me?!im not the one on drugs!"
"im not!"
"oh."
"i told you!"
"well,im not the one who says that we are going to texas."
"we are!"i yelled
"jamie,get back into reality."your not going to texas."
"yeah,i am!"
"well,just exactly how are Ты gonna get there?"
" woh, i thought. i shouldve thought of that.
"well,"i began."we can take a plane?"
" we? " she asked."im not going anywhere. i mean,how do Ты know shes in texas?"
"we dont,"i said."thats why we are going.to find out."
"i dont wanna!" she left the room,and left the house.
i wasnt gonna go without her.
"izzy!"i yelled."what is wrong with you?"
"whats wrong with me?!im not the one on drugs!"
"im not!"
"oh."
"i told you!"
"well,im not the one who says that we are going to texas."
"we are!"i yelled
"jamie,get back into reality."your not going to texas."
"yeah,i am!"
"well,just exactly how are Ты gonna get there?"
" woh, i thought. i shouldve thought of that.
"well,"i began."we can take a plane?"
" we? " she asked."im not going anywhere. i mean,how do Ты know shes in texas?"
"we dont,"i said."thats why we are going.to find out."
"i dont wanna!" she left the room,and left the house.
i wasnt gonna go without her.
Shaun
I'd pretended not to know anything. I tried to get over her, but I couldn't. It was too painful. It was too difficult.
I still blamed myself. I always would.
I did like she asked, I finished college. I moved to New York after graduation to begin my career as a child psychologist. I'd graduated early. Worked harder than was necessary. Ignored everything not school-related. Had a successful job interview. Accepted into a private practice.
I was miserable.
I still had to keep living; I knew I had to. I was twenty three when I moved there.
Twenty three when I decided to watch small children play in a park in the hope of learning something new.
She never failed to surprise me. Not ever.
I'd pretended not to know anything. I tried to get over her, but I couldn't. It was too painful. It was too difficult.
I still blamed myself. I always would.
I did like she asked, I finished college. I moved to New York after graduation to begin my career as a child psychologist. I'd graduated early. Worked harder than was necessary. Ignored everything not school-related. Had a successful job interview. Accepted into a private practice.
I was miserable.
I still had to keep living; I knew I had to. I was twenty three when I moved there.
Twenty three when I decided to watch small children play in a park in the hope of learning something new.
She never failed to surprise me. Not ever.
who will dare
to look without
one blind eye.
I dare.
Blindness lives here not!
I'm the one
who will speak
the truth,
releasing the memories
that eat my brain.
I dare.
Lies live here not!
I'm the one
who will
remember you,
the way Ты really are.
I dare.
Oblivion lives here not!
I'm the one
who will live
through the words,
even when my life
forget me.
I dare.
Emptiness lives here not!
I'm the one
who will encourage you,
even when your life
is dying slowly within
your mind.
I dare.
Surrender lives here not!
"She wore very little make up and looked exhausted, as if she’d just woken up and remembered she had to go work."
The Man With No Eyes Collection (4): Lately
I thought I Остаться в живых Ты before Ты even left me.
That’s the message that your cloudy gaze sent me,
And now it’s become a glistening bubble of a memory.
Is it possible Ты regret me?
Is it possible that I’m empty?
Why else would I awake to find no one here except me?
Won’t anyone accept me?
My true face, not the stunning mask of the beautiful, bereft me?
Haunted riches; is it worth being wealthy?
The creeping outside my doors; they’re gonna get me.
And once they finish chopping me up, they’re gonna set me,
Ablaze, and then they’ll just forget me.
A еще grim tone and disorganized format were intentional for this one. Funny enough, the Название was the hardest part here. Trying to sum up this poem in just a word was difficult, but I think I found a good fit.
I thought I Остаться в живых Ты before Ты even left me.
That’s the message that your cloudy gaze sent me,
And now it’s become a glistening bubble of a memory.
Is it possible Ты regret me?
Is it possible that I’m empty?
Why else would I awake to find no one here except me?
Won’t anyone accept me?
My true face, not the stunning mask of the beautiful, bereft me?
Haunted riches; is it worth being wealthy?
The creeping outside my doors; they’re gonna get me.
And once they finish chopping me up, they’re gonna set me,
Ablaze, and then they’ll just forget me.
A еще grim tone and disorganized format were intentional for this one. Funny enough, the Название was the hardest part here. Trying to sum up this poem in just a word was difficult, but I think I found a good fit.
