Status: Dead
It Was ME, Myself and I, 'till then He Came
No One Knew...
Angela's POV
Snack Time.
As always, we were chatting up a storm.
"Hey, Iwa..." I started.
Writer's Note: Erika is also known as Iwa.
Back to the story!
"Mhmm?"
"Where were you last night?"
I saw her shrug.
"I knew it." I said menacingly.
"You...?!"
"Uhuh."
Lyn slightly giggled.
"Wtf?! Why are you laughing?"
Oh my gosh, here we go again.
"Oh, nothing." Lyn simply answered.
"Well, I saw you shivering. . . when that guy started shaking your hand."
Have to think fast.
"Um, you guys really have to taste this." I said holding a blueberry muffin.
I tried changing the topic.
"Both of you are gonna get away this time... but, next time..."
Erika glared at us.
Ring, ring, ring
"Oh, bell."
"Thanks a lot." Lyn said to me in a hushed voice.
"No problem."
"Bye guys." I waved.
"Bye."
Off to Arts. . .
"Wonder where Brendon is."
As if I care. . .
"I do care"
Writer's Note: Angela is currently having a conversation with her conscience.
Back to the story!
"He's my best friend after all."
Whatever.
"Geez, what kind of a conscience are you?"
Arts Class. . .
"Pop Quiz, everyone!" Mr. Venturi said aloud.
Everyone shrugged.
Hmm. . . This is easy.
Hey, why isn't that new kid answering?
Maybe he's already finished.
Show-off.
"Finished." I said under my breath.
"Time's up guys!"
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"So, how'd you find the test?" Bden asked me.
"Fine, I guess."
Writer's Note: Hey, that rhymes! XD LMAO Sorry, not in my proper senses.
Back to the story!
"Ouch." I said as I stopped walking.
"Huh?"
"Nothing."
"What's wrong?"
"My head hurts a little."
Brendon placed his hand over my forehead.
"You're a little warm."
I got his hand over my forehead as quick as I could.
'Don't treat me like I'm 5!" I frowned.
He slightly laughed.
"What are you laughing at? We're not kids anymore, Bren." I said, still frowning at him.
"I know."
"Whatever"
Darn it, my head still hurts.
"Hey, wanna go to the Clinic?"
"Sure"
In the Clinic. . .
"I think, you should rest for awhile." The nurse said.
"Oh, okay"
"Should I stay with her?"
What the heck?
"No. It's alright. I'll take it from here."
Saved.
Nurse Casey lead me to a bed.
"You could rest here."
"Thanks."
Ouch. My head really hurts.
I laid down on the bed.
"Ooh, comfy." I said.
'Hatchewood?"
I turned to look. It was Jasper.
"Evans? Why're you here?" I asked him.
"Headache. You?"
'Same." I replied.
"So, I guess you aced that pop quiz, huh?" I questioned.
He looked at me embarrassed.
"What do you mean aced it? I flunked it."
What? Rewind.
"You. . . flunked it?"
"Uhuh."
Whoah. . . No one knew.
Snack Time.
As always, we were chatting up a storm.
"Hey, Iwa..." I started.
Writer's Note: Erika is also known as Iwa.
Back to the story!
"Mhmm?"
"Where were you last night?"
I saw her shrug.
"I knew it." I said menacingly.
"You...?!"
"Uhuh."
Lyn slightly giggled.
"Wtf?! Why are you laughing?"
Oh my gosh, here we go again.
"Oh, nothing." Lyn simply answered.
"Well, I saw you shivering. . . when that guy started shaking your hand."
Have to think fast.
"Um, you guys really have to taste this." I said holding a blueberry muffin.
I tried changing the topic.
"Both of you are gonna get away this time... but, next time..."
Erika glared at us.
Ring, ring, ring
"Oh, bell."
"Thanks a lot." Lyn said to me in a hushed voice.
"No problem."
"Bye guys." I waved.
"Bye."
Off to Arts. . .
"Wonder where Brendon is."
As if I care. . .
"I do care"
Writer's Note: Angela is currently having a conversation with her conscience.
Back to the story!
"He's my best friend after all."
Whatever.
"Geez, what kind of a conscience are you?"
Arts Class. . .
"Pop Quiz, everyone!" Mr. Venturi said aloud.
Everyone shrugged.
Hmm. . . This is easy.
Hey, why isn't that new kid answering?
Maybe he's already finished.
Show-off.
"Finished." I said under my breath.
"Time's up guys!"
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . .
"So, how'd you find the test?" Bden asked me.
"Fine, I guess."
Writer's Note: Hey, that rhymes! XD LMAO Sorry, not in my proper senses.
Back to the story!
"Ouch." I said as I stopped walking.
"Huh?"
"Nothing."
"What's wrong?"
"My head hurts a little."
Brendon placed his hand over my forehead.
"You're a little warm."
I got his hand over my forehead as quick as I could.
'Don't treat me like I'm 5!" I frowned.
He slightly laughed.
"What are you laughing at? We're not kids anymore, Bren." I said, still frowning at him.
"I know."
"Whatever"
Darn it, my head still hurts.
"Hey, wanna go to the Clinic?"
"Sure"
In the Clinic. . .
"I think, you should rest for awhile." The nurse said.
"Oh, okay"
"Should I stay with her?"
What the heck?
"No. It's alright. I'll take it from here."
Saved.
Nurse Casey lead me to a bed.
"You could rest here."
"Thanks."
Ouch. My head really hurts.
I laid down on the bed.
"Ooh, comfy." I said.
'Hatchewood?"
I turned to look. It was Jasper.
"Evans? Why're you here?" I asked him.
"Headache. You?"
'Same." I replied.
"So, I guess you aced that pop quiz, huh?" I questioned.
He looked at me embarrassed.
"What do you mean aced it? I flunked it."
What? Rewind.
"You. . . flunked it?"
"Uhuh."
Whoah. . . No one knew.
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End of Chapter 5!C O M M E N T S P L E A S E