[Part 2] Feelings Through Drawing
I sat on the grass one day, leaning back against the tree trunk. I looked around, just watching the other people in this hell-called school. I caught sight of Mike and Beth, holding hands, smiling. Before I got to look away, Mike caught my eye. He just grinned and looked at me until Beth was able to catch his attention again. Ever since they got together, we have barely talked. Our circle of friends wasn't really "popular" but Beth was in the opposite kind of group. Ever since they got together, our groups are further apart. He pretty much joined the "incrowd", shattering our group since he was the glue that held us all together. I never understood what he saw in her. Disgusted, I got a notebook out and started drawing.
I didn't pay attention to what I drew, I got lost in the music that I was listening to. I let my hands do the thinking. I barely heard the bell ring over my music, so I closed my notebook and headed to class.
I sat in the back of the classroom, as usual, and looked up at the teacher, Mr. Cadwell. He was the History teacher that looked like he had seen the Great Pyramids rise. He told the class to be quiet so they could start the lesson. Voices were lowered just so we could hear Mr. Cadwell's monotone voice. To stop myself from falling asleep in five minutes, I got out my notebook again, turning the page I was just drawing in. I almost gasped from astonishment. I trailed a finger down the unfinished drawing. It was of Mike, in my anime-like art style. The resemblance was uncanny, even though the drawing wasn't finished. This chin- length black hair, sparkling eyes… I couldn't believe I drew that without thinking about it; I need to do that more often, these were amazing results. Quickly I turned the page, not wanting anyone else to see it. I also really didn't need to think about Mike right now.
I stared at the blank page, images going through my head… images of Mike before he and Beth got together. I miss that smile he used to carry around when we talked and joked together. A hand waving in front of me released me from my daze. I looked at the owner of the hand, Helen, who sat to my right.
"What’s wrong, Sera?" she whispered. I drew a little "M" in the air, knowing she understood. She figured out my feelings toward Mike over two years ago. She was the only person that knew of my feelings… as far as I knew. I was actually thankful for once that I didn't share this class with Mike. Usually it was really fun in classes with him, but Beth has taken him away from me, brainwashed him, and stole his heart.
I laid my head on the desk. My eyes started getting watery. Not now. I can’t cry here. I felt a tear travel down my cheek, and I wiped it away with my black hoodie sleeve. I was facing Helen and pity filled her eyes. That only made me feel worse, so I crossed my arms on the desk and buried my head in them.
"Miss Lander, no sleeping in class," I heard Mr. Cadwell say.
"I'm sorry Sir, but Sera isn't feeling well," Helen said next to me.
"Well then, Miss Lander, go to the Nurse's. I still can't have you sleeping in class."
Helen nudged me, "Sera."
"Yea, I heard him," I said, my voice muffled. I lifted my head, grabbed my stuff and headed to the Nurse's Office.
"What's wrong, child?" said the nurse.
"I'm not a child, call me Sera."
"Well then, Sera, what's the matter?"
"I don't feel good," I said, not hiding the depression in my voice.
"Well, dea- Sera, I can tell that, but what exactly is making you feel terrible?"
I rubbed my eyes, "My head and my stomach."
"What have you eaten today?"
"I dunno… I think a bagel, strawberries, and… something else… I dunno."
"Your head must hurt that bad, right?"
"Hell yea," I wanted to cry again, but I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply. Trying to make the tears go away.
"What's your last name, Sera?" the nurse said after a few seconds, when I opened my eyes again.
"Lander."
"Lander? Do you have an older brother named George?"
"Yes," I hated it when people mentioned my perfect brother, George.
"I remember him…. Sera, do you want to call your parents?"
"Yes, I would," I rubbed my eyes again.
"Okay, then. The phone is over there," she pointed a few feet away from herself to a grey phone, just like all the others in the school.
About 20 minutes later, my mom came and took me home. I immediately went to my room and locked the door. I just stood there for a few minutes as tears slid down my cheeks. I fell on my bed and cried. Cried for who knows how long. I didn't want to go on the computer, in fear that Mike would be on and would want to talk to me on the internet. But… maybe I should just tell him. Get these god-forsaken feelings out. No, not now. I feel like total shit.
The phone rang. I just lay there… not caring. There was a knock on the door, followed by my mother's voice, "Sera, the phone is for you."
I groaned, picking myself off of my bed. I picked up the phone, "Hello?" I said in a sleepy tone.
"Did I wake you up, Sera?" It was Helen.
"No, you didn't…"
"Okay, good. I don’t want you killing me… again." She was trying to make me laugh… it didn't work. "So, how are you doing?"
"I dunno. I feel like shit, though."
"I'm sorry."
"I didn't really have to lie to the nurse."
"Well, then I guess it was a good thing that I suggested that you went to the nurse, right?"
I laughed a bit… she succeeded, "Yea, thanks."
"Well, uh, Mike was asking where you were in Chem."
"Oh, so does that mean he actually cares about me?" I said in a I-don't-care kind of voice.
"He started talking about something during lunch. He saw you when you were looking at him and Beth-"
I cut her off, "Yes, Helen, I know what I did during lunch; you don't have to remind me."
"Oh, sorry, I guess I shouldn't have brought it up." You guessed right.
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This is possibly the longest one you will get. I felt sorry for you guys, so I really just wanted to put up another part. It should keep you occupied for a while, right? It really isn't much of a cliffhanger at all, but I have a really good one that Brittni was really mad about how the part ended (meaning it's the BEST cliffy ever!!)
I didn't pay attention to what I drew, I got lost in the music that I was listening to. I let my hands do the thinking. I barely heard the bell ring over my music, so I closed my notebook and headed to class.
I sat in the back of the classroom, as usual, and looked up at the teacher, Mr. Cadwell. He was the History teacher that looked like he had seen the Great Pyramids rise. He told the class to be quiet so they could start the lesson. Voices were lowered just so we could hear Mr. Cadwell's monotone voice. To stop myself from falling asleep in five minutes, I got out my notebook again, turning the page I was just drawing in. I almost gasped from astonishment. I trailed a finger down the unfinished drawing. It was of Mike, in my anime-like art style. The resemblance was uncanny, even though the drawing wasn't finished. This chin- length black hair, sparkling eyes… I couldn't believe I drew that without thinking about it; I need to do that more often, these were amazing results. Quickly I turned the page, not wanting anyone else to see it. I also really didn't need to think about Mike right now.
I stared at the blank page, images going through my head… images of Mike before he and Beth got together. I miss that smile he used to carry around when we talked and joked together. A hand waving in front of me released me from my daze. I looked at the owner of the hand, Helen, who sat to my right.
"What’s wrong, Sera?" she whispered. I drew a little "M" in the air, knowing she understood. She figured out my feelings toward Mike over two years ago. She was the only person that knew of my feelings… as far as I knew. I was actually thankful for once that I didn't share this class with Mike. Usually it was really fun in classes with him, but Beth has taken him away from me, brainwashed him, and stole his heart.
I laid my head on the desk. My eyes started getting watery. Not now. I can’t cry here. I felt a tear travel down my cheek, and I wiped it away with my black hoodie sleeve. I was facing Helen and pity filled her eyes. That only made me feel worse, so I crossed my arms on the desk and buried my head in them.
"Miss Lander, no sleeping in class," I heard Mr. Cadwell say.
"I'm sorry Sir, but Sera isn't feeling well," Helen said next to me.
"Well then, Miss Lander, go to the Nurse's. I still can't have you sleeping in class."
Helen nudged me, "Sera."
"Yea, I heard him," I said, my voice muffled. I lifted my head, grabbed my stuff and headed to the Nurse's Office.
"What's wrong, child?" said the nurse.
"I'm not a child, call me Sera."
"Well then, Sera, what's the matter?"
"I don't feel good," I said, not hiding the depression in my voice.
"Well, dea- Sera, I can tell that, but what exactly is making you feel terrible?"
I rubbed my eyes, "My head and my stomach."
"What have you eaten today?"
"I dunno… I think a bagel, strawberries, and… something else… I dunno."
"Your head must hurt that bad, right?"
"Hell yea," I wanted to cry again, but I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply. Trying to make the tears go away.
"What's your last name, Sera?" the nurse said after a few seconds, when I opened my eyes again.
"Lander."
"Lander? Do you have an older brother named George?"
"Yes," I hated it when people mentioned my perfect brother, George.
"I remember him…. Sera, do you want to call your parents?"
"Yes, I would," I rubbed my eyes again.
"Okay, then. The phone is over there," she pointed a few feet away from herself to a grey phone, just like all the others in the school.
About 20 minutes later, my mom came and took me home. I immediately went to my room and locked the door. I just stood there for a few minutes as tears slid down my cheeks. I fell on my bed and cried. Cried for who knows how long. I didn't want to go on the computer, in fear that Mike would be on and would want to talk to me on the internet. But… maybe I should just tell him. Get these god-forsaken feelings out. No, not now. I feel like total shit.
The phone rang. I just lay there… not caring. There was a knock on the door, followed by my mother's voice, "Sera, the phone is for you."
I groaned, picking myself off of my bed. I picked up the phone, "Hello?" I said in a sleepy tone.
"Did I wake you up, Sera?" It was Helen.
"No, you didn't…"
"Okay, good. I don’t want you killing me… again." She was trying to make me laugh… it didn't work. "So, how are you doing?"
"I dunno. I feel like shit, though."
"I'm sorry."
"I didn't really have to lie to the nurse."
"Well, then I guess it was a good thing that I suggested that you went to the nurse, right?"
I laughed a bit… she succeeded, "Yea, thanks."
"Well, uh, Mike was asking where you were in Chem."
"Oh, so does that mean he actually cares about me?" I said in a I-don't-care kind of voice.
"He started talking about something during lunch. He saw you when you were looking at him and Beth-"
I cut her off, "Yes, Helen, I know what I did during lunch; you don't have to remind me."
"Oh, sorry, I guess I shouldn't have brought it up." You guessed right.
`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`'`
This is possibly the longest one you will get. I felt sorry for you guys, so I really just wanted to put up another part. It should keep you occupied for a while, right? It really isn't much of a cliffhanger at all, but I have a really good one that Brittni was really mad about how the part ended (meaning it's the BEST cliffy ever!!)
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