chapter 2 for full moon

Chapter 2 – Lazy Day

My Sunday was just me and my dad watching TV. Both our new lives would be starting tomorrow. It was a tradition for me and him to do nothing the day before we started our new lives. That made me upset when heard a knock at the door. I thought it was Elliot again. So when my dad called me didn’t get it. There was a tall man standing with my dad and I realized it was the man who sold us the car. Then a younger version of him was in the doorway. The kid wasn’t that bad to look at and I knew he was thinking the same thing about me.
“So you must be Jessica.” The older man’s voice boomed in the house. I just smiled.
“Well Kevin I thought that she would like to know someone from school.” He said.
“That’s very kind. Jess this is my old friend Max. Sorry I don’t know your son’s name.”
“Mat (change his name).” He answered himself and kept looking at me the whole time. I didn’t like it, it freaked me out. It’s like he was checking out what was for dinner.
“Hi, I’m Jess.” I said quietly not enjoying his eyes on me. He walked closer and I wanted to step back but I didn’t. It became a little more comfortable now but still weird. We all walked into the kitchen. Mat sat across from me, and then it got uncomfortable again. The reason he made me so uncomfortable was because he had a really instance stare. Mat himself was just had that creepy vibe from him, it was weird I just knew I wouldn’t like him and that he really scared me out. “So what classes do you have?” He asked still staring at me.
“Um, Spanish, English, Physical Science, Math, and band.” I listed. It was a weird block schedule for me since I was use to either 4 blocks or 7 hours, not 6 including lunch.
“I got Spanish and Math with you.” Mat replied. Fun, fun not.
“We probably got the same lunch, too. So what do you play in band?” He asked.
“I play the saxophone.” I said quietly still feeling around him. Then it got quiet between us and our dad’s.
“Well his mom is waiting we better head out. Nice talking to you though.” Mat’s dad said breaking the silence. I waved good-bye and they were out the door. I sighed loudly.
“What?” My dad asked.
“I thought he was going to eat me for awhile.” I said cracking a smile. My dad laughed loudly. We laughed for awhile about this not able to stop. I was happy I made him laugh; I haven’t done that for a really long time. We stopped and made dinner together. All my worries were long for a long time but everything has to end sooner or later. At least that is what I thought. At dinner Dad reminded me of tomorrow. Along with Mat, ek. When we were done eating I took my shower and went to bed not wanting to go to school.

I woke up at 6:00; I hurried to get ready so I could get to school early. Not to mention I had to follow Elliot to school. I got dressed, I was really classy were jeans and a zip-up. I ran upstairs knowing my dad was already gone, I combed my hair, brushed my teeth then ran upstairs. I pretty much hated running downstairs, so I took my time. I got a small breakfast, took some money, and got outside just as Elliot pulled in. I waved not wanting to I followed her to school. The school was about 10 minutes from my house and I had to walk with Elliot to the office.
Most of the classes you could walk outside to each class but some you had to walk inside for, I didn’t mind either way. When I got there so early only teachers and a few of the students’ cars were in the parking-lot. I walked around looking for all my classes when I saw Mat. I looked for somewhere to hide from his hungry eyes. Too late he had already found me.
“Hey Jessica!” He called out. I gave a weird smile and groaned.
“Please call me Jess.” I said.
“Okay. So you found your classes yet?” He asked. I just nodded looking for an escape from him. The school started filling up with everyone staring at me as they walked. Mat stayed by my side the whole time.
“Let’s go to Spanish.” Mat said but I could hardly hear him. The boy I almost ran over was standing, well leaning on a tree with the some of the other people he was with the day I almost ran over him. I couldn’t help but stare at him then he looked back but Mat grabbed me before he knew I was staring at him. Maybe Mat wasn’t that bad. Plus the fact my CD player was on I could barely hear what Mat said. We headed towards Spanish.
When I got to Spanish, I told the teacher who I was and unfortunately he asked me to go in the front and tell everyone who I was and a little bit about myself. I done this millions of times it was no big deal but I hated doing it anyways.
“Hi, I’m Jess. I move a lot. And I like soccer.” I said rapping it up quickly – I didn’t have anything else to say. No one here needed to know I hated this place, or my mom died, none of it was there business. I walked to the seat where the teacher had pointed to me which was n the back and was sitting next to a blond, blue eyed girl.
“Hola! Como estan?” she asked me struggling. “I’m not the best at Spanish.” She added. I smiled at her.
“Estoy, asi asi.” I replied. Actually I wasn’t okay; I was very mal, mad. She smiled back.
“I’m Vicky.” She said. She was a girl that dressed really like not my style. She was seemed like the kind of girl that would always listen to her parents. She was the girl that seemed she was the one person that would like anyone she meets. I don’t want to say she seemed like a prep girl that talked really proper and was known for having a boyfriend and just a boyfriend, they held hands, kissed maybe during school but that was all.
“I’m Jess.” As time went on I found her to be more down to earth kind of girl. She was someone you would always like to talk to about anything. We talked about what classes I had and she had English and Band with me. Along with lunch. Yes! Now I was free from Freaky Matty. Then when we had to have partners she offered to be mine. I know that this must have been really hard for her because who really wants to become the new girl’s friend? She kind of reminded me of Mandy, besides the clothing, it was just the way it was easy to talk to her. Which I was planning to call her at lunch. I was still planning on it. My new friend was very up beat which also became very annoying. We all have some flaws right? I could live with her but then she started obsessing over this guy at school that I didn’t know who it was. She kept talking about him during Spanish.
“Sorry. Yes, we got English next. I really like the teacher.” Vicky said.
“You mean Elliot. I don’t like her.” I said quietly.
“Yeah you know her.” Vicky said without asking about the second part which didn’t bother me at all.
“Yeah.” It was all I said. She took my by the arm and locked her arm around mine. I took a head-phone off so I could hear her. Then I saw the guy again this time I blushed. Vicky saw me blushed and asked who the guy was but I didn’t say anything. Then we got to English. Even through Elliot already knew me I asked her where I’d be sitting. She was okay since she didn’t make me go in front of the class. We worked on a little bit of stuff that I already knew. Everyone in the class would stare at me at some time or another. It was really annoying I thought that they really need to get lives and I was ready to yell it at them. I always had to deal with people staring at me but this time it was I don’t know it was just weird.
Her class went by pretty fast, next I had Physical Science. I wasn’t looking forward to that. I wasn’t looking forward to that. I had no friends; well I didn’t know any one in that class. I walked with Vicky, her class was next to mine and she dropped me off at Physical Science. I did what I had to do tell the teacher, she pointed me out a seat and class started. I was at the end of the table sitting next to a really nerdy kid that seemed to have social problems and hygiene problems at that. There was another girl that sat on the other side of the nerdy kid and she leaned back in her chair and started talking to me.
“Hey, I’m Charlotte, call me Char though. It’s a lot easier to remember. So you like it here.” She asked. She was short but average for our age then she had short light brown hair with blue strikes in it. Her eyes didn’t fit her, they were light green and big.
“It’s okay.” I lied.
“I get it. You miss your real home.” She said. We understood each other in minutes. She was easy to talk to. She was more like me then Vicky was and she had that attitude of that I can kick butt if I have to and if I don’t I will.
“So, seen any guys?” She asked me. I looked down blushing. “I get it. Mmm.” She said like wanting to say something more.
“What?” I asked.
“Your eyes. They’re truly one of a kind. I can’t tell if you hate me or not. They are very claming and inviting.” She said. I didn’t know how to answer. Saved by the bell.
“Lunch?” She asked.
“Yeah.”
“Come on.” I didn’t have time to wait for Vicky but to be honest I felt better with Char, she was easier to talk to and like I said she was more like me.
“So Jess am I right. Jess?” I nodded. She went on while we waited in the line for lunch. “You want to eat with me? My friends don’t mind.” She said. Then before I could answer Vicky showed up.
“Hola Char!” These two were friends, wow that was a shocker. Vicky was prep and Char was a punk. They were really weird friends but I have seen weirder and I wasn’t bothered by them as long as they like each other it was fine with me.
“Hola Jess.” She added. After that we got our lunches than I felt my phone go off. I walked outside talking so happy to get away from the noise. It was dad. When I got up from the table almost everyone’s eyes were on me and staring at me as I walked away.
“Yes, I’m fine. Yes Elliot is fine. Okay, I’ll make dinner good-bye.” I said walking back rolling my eyes to Char and Vicky that hadn’t stopped looking at me since I stood up. They laughed a little. We sat talking then something caught my eyes. It was him, again. He wasn’t looking at me but then like he sensed I was staring at him he looked up at me. I didn’t know why I kept staring at him. I just sensed that he would be a really nice guy.
Oh crap he saw me staring at him. Then my phone went off, I went back outside some people’s eyes were on me but there was only 1 pair of eyes I really cared about and they were following my every move. But I was thankful.
“Hello. What is the big news?” Mandy’s voice filled my ears.
“Dad, he moved me to stupid middle of no where. So are you having fun in France?”
“God NO! Stupid me, Spanish isn’t going to help here.” We laughed. It was good to hear her voice. It’s been a while since we’d last talked. Then I heard someone behind me. It was home again. I tried to listen to Mandy but all I could think about was him. He got a mad look on his face and his theists were clutched. One of his friends came out taking him away.
“Mandy, I got to go, class.” I said bye quickly. I ran to class in fear of being late. I wasn’t late. My teacher gave me a strange look. I did the same thing. I sat down where she pointed. Then he walked in. he saw me and he gave an evil look it was like I did something to him that I didn’t know I did. Then with him giving me that look just made me mad at him. Then mat sat next to me. All I could think of was oh my gosh! His hungry eyes staring me up and down. I was getting scared and moved away as far as possible.
“So did you like your classes?” he asked getting closer. Often licking his lips, just wetting them down or tasting what could be his next meal I had no idea. All I know was I was really freaked out.
“Yeah, they are okay so far.” Yeah I actually hate them as much as I hate every class I had to go to. I hate the people staring at me, watching, judging me. I added silently. Then the teacher saved me from farther conversation with the creepy boy. Then what I saw we were doing, it was super easy I’ve done it already and I knew it by heart. Then I was stuck with Freaky Mat staring at me all day, well all hour but it was really annoying anyways. Finally the never ending class ended, the guy that I watched or tried to watch during class ran out before I even could blink. I pretty much ran to band which was a small class. I have been in all types of bands, ones with more than 1 band class, one with more than a 100 people, but never have I been in a band class and there was like 50 people tops. Also with that the band teacher was out doing I have no idea doctor’s or something like that but I really didn’t care instead we watched a movie. In this class the girl from Spanish was in, her name was Vicky and she came over to me. I was grateful but I felt kind of strange, the boys were checking out the new girl, probably wondering if I was hot enough to date and all the girls watching me jealously with all the guys staring at me. It was very uncomfortable.
“It must be hard for you?” I said with a smile.
“Why?” She gave me a puzzled look.
I stifled a laugh, “Talking to the new girl and especially in band because well everyone already has groups. So you are taking a big risk talking to me.” She gave me a look of understanding.
“Trust me, I don’t care. You seem like a good enough kid and I think that I can trust you not to abandon me like I did my friends just for you.” She said kidding. I laughed a little and sat back and enjoyed the movie. I could tell that these bad kids was really like laid back and just wanted to have fun. It is really funny, but I found out that some of these seniors were serious. Thankfully the day ended. The day full of stares, glares, and people just ignoring me. I couldn’t wait just to get away from all the kids but I wouldn’t be able to be free from the hungry stare of Freaky Mat. He watched me walk out to my car, it was like he was expecting something to come out and attack me but nothing did. When I got home like on every first day I had I cried. It was hard accepting all the new faces, all the new people staring at me. All the people trying to show that I don’t exist. I was glad my dad was going to work late, this felt like longer cry than usual. It wasn’t unnatural for me to cry, I didn’t know if it was the same for other people that moved a lot but it was a thing for me. Then there was a knock at the door and I wiped my eyes and opened the door to Char’s face.
“Hey everything alright?” she asked knowing that I was crying earlier.
“Yeah, it’s nothing.” I lied.
She gave me a smile and handed me food. “My mom told me to bring this to you as a house warming gift. Enjoy! Bye!” Char said walking away. It was a plate-full of cookies; I took them to the kitchen and took of the hamburger meat, and decided it was a sloppy Joe night. I didn’t want to cook anything to fancy or complex, I just wanted to make something fast and go back and just do nothing. It turns out doing nothing just made me want to cry, there were so many different reasons I cried that night, my mom, Elliot, the town, and just things that changed my life forever. And one including the mystery boy I couldn’t get him out of my head. It was time for me to find out his name because I couldn’t call him mystery boy. I wondered why he hated everyone or why there table was so alone. Then I smelt something burning.
“Oh shi-” I jumped up turning the burner off and moving the sloppy “burnt” Joe mix. I sighed, well it’s done. I saw Buddy laying at my feet. My Bud, I gave him a half of my sloppy Joe I was suddenly not hungry and I felt alone. I went into my room, I put the TV on but I didn’t watch and Buddy laid next to my bed. I’ve felt alone before but not like this. I felt lie no one was there not even Bud, or my mom.
I fell asleep while thinking about things. Then I heard something and I woke up with a start. I quickly went back to sleep. Everything felt wet when I woke up. It turned out that it was my pillow and face that were wet. I had what I call “bad nights” and I would cry all night never knowing why. I usually forgot the dreams after I woke up. Most of the time I wouldn’t go to school but my dad wasn’t here to call me in sick. I got ready slowly this morning feeling actually sick. It was normal I guess you can say since all that salt that left with my tears and all night I pretty much felt sick anyways.
I got to school and met up with Char and Vicky. I looked sick and felt like it to. They saw my red eyes and I could tell Char was the kind of girl that just didn’t care what she said to people.
“Are you doing drugs?” She asked like it was a-matter-of-fact. I didn’t want to explain what was really wrong but I wouldn’t say I was doing drugs. To me drugs are just sick and just gross.
“No, but you got to understand that it isn’t like I am doing anything illegal but I don’t like talking about it. Just please leave it alone. You’ll just have to trust me on this one.” I explained never looking at them directly. That was the most I talked to them all day. I was both nervous and scared to go to Math, nervous because of mystery guy and scared thanks to Mat. Char told me to watch out for him, that he was a little messed up. I new that already, unfortunately. Class began and mystery boy didn’t show, to tell the truth I was bumped but since I couldn’t get Mat’s eyes me I knew it was time to talk to Mrs. Martin, the math teacher. After class I tried to speak with her.
“Mrs. Martin, I can’t see from the back could you possibly move me closer to the board?” I lied, I could see just fine. I just hate Mat’s staring eyes at me. That was all sad for the rest of that whole day. From my lack of eating (aka I missed breakfast, and didn’t eat lunch) I felt really dizzy while driving home but I got through it. Finally I was home free. But tonight I’d be alone once again.

so that is chapter 2, mmm... lalalalala!! i am bored! but that is okay cause i have to leave soon to go to a grad. i don't want to go to and play for millions of hours and have my mouth die!! ouchie! but it has to be done... : (