The darkness had a hold of me and it wasn’t letting go, it dragged me down into the dark. My mind was blurry as darkened figures roamed around me with talon like claws. Scratching and stabbing, as my bare flesh succumbed to their brutality. I screamed out in pain as they gathered around me, I pushed the figures away, until a hot agonizing pain shot through my chest causing the creatures around me to start wailing with joy.
“Ellie Laveau, please pay attention.” the teacher asked.
I was torn away from the dark and brought back to reality.
“Ah, crap.” I mumbled under my breath. Quickly, I raised my head.
Mrs. Clayson face was stuck in a constant frown. The teacher wore it nearly every day. (Cheer up woman, it may never happen).
“Sorry, miss.” I said. Mrs. Clayson gave me a quick nod and turned her back on the class and continued to write on the board.
I really hated math, my brain could not keep up with all the stupid numbers, but like my Dad says, I have to stick it out until the end. I looked over to my right where Lilly was heavily reading her text book. Lilly was one of the pretty girls, but she never really thought herself as being pretty. She had long flowing blonde locks, but today it was high up in a ponytail to show off her high cheek bones and her slender neck. She loved math, and even tried to teach me at one point but it wasn’t sticking and in the end she gave up. I love Lilly very much, but the girl she can be such a know-it-all.
I was about to finish some of the answers on my page when the bell made its ear piercing noise and my heart jumped for joy. I slammed my books shut and threw the rest into my backpack and zipped it up. I hurried out of the class and quickly caught up with Lilly as she waited. She turned to face me and she had her motherly look plastered onto her face (here we go).
“You were sleeping again weren’t you?” she asked.
Lilly was one of my best friends and I have known her since I came to this school a few years ago. We hit it off very quickly and have been friends ever since. She has become the mother of the group, always knew what was best for us.
“Um, yeah I’ve been having trouble sleeping that’s all.” I replied.
“Again? What’s going on with you Ellie? Are you sick or something?” she asked.
“God I hope not, I hate getting sick,” I said while feeling my forehead. “No, no temperature. I just need sleep that’s all.”
I really did hate getting sick. I always felt like I was on deaths door, and, It was so not attractive, always blowing my red nose, coughing up nasty phlegm. Ugh I just didn’t want to think about that right now.
“Well maybe you should see the schools nurse?” Lilly suggested. “You do look a bit puffy.”
“I’ll be fine, but thanks. Anyway let’s get something to eat maybe that will help.” I said to change the topic.
We arrived together at the dinner hall, and as usual everyone had their own little group and sat at same table every day. The hall had a white high ceiling with long circular lights hanging down low along with a wooden tiled floor that had seen better days. We quickly bought a sandwich and a drink from one of the vending machine. I looked over and saw Becky wave at us from our favorite table, shaking her many bangles attached to her wrist at the same time. Rebecca (Becky for short, as she hates being called Rebecca) was also one of my other best friends and I adored her.
Becky has a cute little mole on her right cheek, (she calls it her beauty mark, but Lilly and I sometimes tease her about it), Becky’s hair was black as the night, and cut short, she had a thin nose with soft full pink lips that was covered with a bit too much lip-gloss. I sat down at our small table and started to eat my sandwich I didn’t realize how hungry I was until I took my first bite.
“So Becky,” Lilly started “how was Matthew then?” Lilly gave Becky a cheeky little wink.
“No, nothing happened.” she sadly said. “The teacher didn’t give us a chance, and you know that’s the perfect time when he’s alone. When he’s not in class he’s surrounded by those friends of his.”
“Do you want us to go with you” I asked. I knew what her answer was going to be straight away.
“No way, I’m not a kid anymore, Ellie.” I quickly stop talking and continued to eat my sandwich. “It just drives me mad, we give each other looks, now and then, but none of us can pluck up the courage.”
“You’ll get him next time, how does the saying go?” Lilly asked.
“Absence makes the heart grow stronger?” I said.
“Um, no, I don’t think that’s it but I know where you’re coming from,” replied Lilly. “Oh yeah Becky, Ellie has something to tell you.”
Uh oh I knew what this was going to be. Was it gang up on Ellie day, and with that I had a major headache going on.
“Don’t tell me she’s been sleeping in class again?” Becky said, like I wasn’t even in the room.
“Yep.” replied Lilly.
“Ok, can you two get off my back please!? I haven’t been sleeping well and I’ve got a thumping headache and you are not helping,” I felt the anger bubbling deep down. “I’m sorry, it’s just that today hasn’t been a good day.”
“Sorry Ellie, you know we’re only joking.” said Lilly.
“Yeah, sorry.” added Becky.
Both of them just stared down at their food feeling ashamed. I took a deep breath and exhaled a big sigh. What was going on with me lately, I’ve been snapping at them a lot, and I was acting quite bitchy lately. I tried to give the girls a little smile to ease the tension.
“Sorry girls.” I said.
“Apology accepted, but you owe us now.” Becky said immediately.
“Fine.” I accepted. The awkwardness soon disappeared between us. I took one last bite of my cheese sandwich and washed it down with some lemonade when the bell rang throughout the large hall.
“Let’s go Becky, we’ve got class together.” I told her.
“O.M.G. I totally forgot about Mr. Drop dead gorgeous.” Becky said.
I gave her an eye roll. “Let’s just get to class or Mr. Thomas will not be so drop dead gorgeous and please do not call him that to his face” I asked. Becky bit her lip in a sultry way which I did giggle at.
“Behave!” Lilly said by playfully throwing a rolled up paper napkin at her.
I threw my rubbish into the bin and brushed myself down. Becky shot a raised eyebrow my way.
“What? I don’t want crumbs on me when I go to lesson.” I said.
“Yeah, whatever.” Becky giggled.
We walked together amongst the crowd of teenagers. It didn’t take us too long to get to our English class since we knew a short cut up the side stairs. We climbed up and just around the corner was our next class. We found our seats, lucky enough I was sitting next to Becky, but sometimes we did slack off and just chatted and gossiped about our teacher (well Becky did I just agreed now and then.)
Mr. Thomas had short sandy colored hair with two day stubble that looked great on him. It defined his strong jaw line and in the right light made me go weak at the knees. His chestnut eyes sparkled as he stood in the front of the class. Becky was right, he was drop dead gorgeous, all the girls had major thing for him. (I know, I know. It’s just wrong).
Today we were reading Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet. I didn’t really know much about it, but I knew that it was sad. Why did Shakespeare write such dark tales? I mean did he ever look on the brighter side of life? I looked over at Becky and saw she was completely enthralled with Mr. Thomas as were the other girls. Now and then Mr. Thomas gave us his famous crooked smile that everyone loves.
Mr. Thomas held up the book. “Right class, for a few days we will be reading Romeo and Juliet” His voice was soft yet commanding.
He flipped open the pages and started to read. His soft manly voice flowed naturally as he began to quote the words of Romeo to his imaginary Juliet, I was totally captivated as he read from his book. He then asked some of the students to read passages from the book and he then asked them what they thought it meant. Some of them gave stupid answers while others gave deep analysis to the meaning. Thank god he never asked me to read, I hated reading out loud, too much pressure.
“Isn’t he gorgeous?” drooled Becky.
Now and then his eyes would meet mine and I would blush all over and I would then stick my face straight into the book to avoid him.
What had seemed like minutes had turned into a full hour. It was time to pack up and head home. Becky was fast to put her things away and zoomed out of the class, but she turned back.
“I’ll wait outside for you, ok.” she said.
I nodded to her and went back to packing my stupid overly packed backpack. One of these days this bag is going to fall apart. When I was done, I noticed that I was the last one in the room except Mr. Thomas. He was tidying some papers away on his desk.
“Don’t you want to go home Ellie?” asked Mr. Thomas.
“Yeah just packing this stupid bag, the zip keeps jamming all the time.” I replied.
He came around each of the tables to collect the abandoned books that he had provided. There was one of the books sitting on my table and without thinking I kindly passed it to him and for a split second my hand touched his. (Oh crap).
I knew what would happen and I looked into his deep brown eyes. Mr. Thomas’s pupils doubled in size. I could feel his heat flowing through his body and into mine, it felt wrong and right at the same time all mixed into one being. He came closer towards me and I immediately pulled my hand away and ran straight to the door. I quickly ran down the stairs so fast that I nearly fell. I had to sit down and take a breath, my head was spinning and I couldn’t breathe. I undid my buttons on my blazer to let cool air try and calm me. I sat on the cold rubber floor with my back to the wall. This cannot happen again, I don’t want it to. Tears began to flow down my face (crying at school was such a big no, no) I tried to get my breathing under control when I heard footsteps coming up the stairs.
No, don’t come up here, please. I thought.
I was just about to get up and leave when I heard a familiar voice calling my name. The two girls came up the stairs with worried looks.
When I saw them I began to cry again. Becky and Lilly rushed over to me on the floor and was about to hug me.
“Don’t” I yelled and they backed away.
“Sorry Ellie.” Becky said.
Becky and Lilly knew not to touch me but now and then they would forget and I had to keep on reminding them, even though I hated it, they knew about my so-called condition.
“Don’t worry, we know it’s not your fault, don’t cry we’re here now.”
I was so lucky to have them as my best friends; they mean the world to me. But the sad thing is I can never touch them. They never once judged the things that happen to me. They just accept me and that’s why I love them.
“It happened again, didn’t it?”Lilly asked.
I gave her a quick nod.
“Who was it?” Lilly’s voice was soft.
“Mr. Thomas” I replied.
“Not Mr. Drop dead gorgeous.” said Becky.
Lilly gave Becky a slight nudge.
“Sorry Becky, I know you like him.” I said. “But he didn’t do anything to me. I ran out of there just in time.”
“Don’t be so hard on yourself,” said Becky, “it’s not like you have any control over it, it just happens.”
Becky was right. I had no control over it what so ever when I accidently touch people. The people I touch, they change, and I don’t know how or why, they just do. Even my friends, I have to watch who I touch, like last year. I tripped over some idiot’s bag in class, and I fell, lucky the teacher caught me. (Well not really lucky). As soon as he grabbed me, he started to change. His eyes went wild and crazy. He tried to rip my clothes off in front of the class while saying real horrible graphical stuff to me. He forcefully tried to kiss me. Thankfully if it wasn’t for the other students and the teacher’s god knows what he would have done. Unfortunately for him he’s no longer working at the school, and it was my fault. I don’t want anything like that to happen to me again.
“Let’s get you home, Ellie.” said Becky
I wiped my wet face with the back of my hand. Lilly and Becky were the first on their feet. I grabbed onto the banister and pulled myself up.
The three of us walked down the stairs and into the darkly lit carpeted hallway. It felt a bit weird being in school after hours, normally there were kids pushing and running down the halls but now it just felt spooky and empty. I followed the girls as we exited the building and into the warm June sunlight. The fresh air whipped around me in playful blows and it felt good against my clammy skin, cooling and refreshing me at the same time. The three of us walked out of the school grounds in awkward silence. I stood by the school gates ready to say my goodbyes.
“Do you want us to walk you home, Ellie?” asked Lilly.
“No thanks, it’s only ten minutes away, I’ll be fine.” I replied.
“Are you sure?” Becky asked.
“Yeah, I’ll be fine. I’ll speak to you later, OK.” I answered.
I turned my back on my friends, and I began to walk home. My girls were always there for me and I don’t know what I would do without them. They always knew what to do and how to do it, Becky and Lilly were all I had. Well except my Dad, (crap). I am going to be really late getting home. He worries about me at lot, with good reason.
I quickly picked up my speed when something caught my eye. I felt the hairs on the back on my neck prickle and my whole body shivered as if a sharp wind rippled through me. My mind was shouting at me, telling me not to look, but something inside of me wanted to see what is was. I slowly begun to turn around and I expected the worst, but what I saw was more breath taking then anything. A beautiful woman stood in front of me with a gentle smile.
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