hand him our papers. His eyes went wide as he saw how quickly she’d completed the lesson, and that it was correct. He told her that we had the rest of the period to ourselves, but that we were not to distract the other students. Bored, I pulled out my art assignment and started drawing. Since Fiora just wanted to pester me, I gave up on drawing and put my stuff away. She rambled on about the cute guy she’d seen the day before. Not soon enough, the bell rang.
Third period and lunch passed awkwardly. Sebastian wouldn’t look at me or talk to me. I was thankful for a release when I got to fourth period. Willow had creative writing with me, and she said the teacher was amazing. The first writing assignment was to make a small book of poetry. All I could think about was what had happened the night before and how Sebastian had just thrown me away after admitting his feelings. My thoughts flowed onto the page in front of me. I wrote about Sebastian and my heartache. When the bell rang, I was startled out of my seat. After carefully collecting my things, I followed the flow of students out the door. There was only one more class of the day, and I was thankful that I was a teacher’s aide. The halls were too crowded and everyone seemed to move slower than usual. I pushed my way through the students, anxious to get the day over with. As I neared my last class, I heard Madeline giggle, followed by Sebastian’s apology. Sighing, I passed them both and walked into the choir room.
The teacher was tall and skinny. He was balding. His eyes were a deep, murky brown and seemed to stare into my very soul. I smiled at him when I walked in. Mr. Manatovan nodded his head once then pointed to his office. Students started filing in and sitting on the various chairs that were spread throughout the room. My job as his TA was very simple. All I needed to do was take attendance, make copies, and help around the class. After I took the attendance, I started working on my art project. The only portrait that was finished was Sebastian’s. Sighing to myself, I tried to focus on Alexandier’s face. When that didn’t work, I tried my mom’s, my dad’s, Amelia’s, and even Clamora’s, but nothing seemed to help. I gave up and started doodling on a blank piece of paper. A small knock on the office door shocked me out of my drawing. There was a small black-haired girl on the other side. She was a freshman, and she asked me about a folder containing the music for one of the songs they were singing. Grabbing Mr. Manatovan’s keys, I went into the back room and looked for the folder. Carefully, I looked in each of the filing cabinets until I came across what she was talking about. Opening the folder, I checked to make sure the music was in there, and then I handed it to the freshman. Back in the office, I looked down at my doodle and gasped. There on the page was a very large figure standing in the middle of hundreds of students, staring out blindly through giant, completely empty eye sockets. Shivers ran through my entire body. I folded the paper and shoved it into my bag. The rest of the period was wasted with me staring at the wall, trying not to hyperventilate. As soon as the bell rang, I ran out of the school and waited for Sebastian at his car.
My heart hammered in my chest. I was anxious to get to Clamora’s. The image that I had drawn seemed to be permanently glued to the inside of my eyelids. Every time I closed my eyes, it was there, towering over me with a menacing presence. Heat from the blaring sun couldn’t make the shivers go away. As soon as Sebastian came out of the front doors with Fiora and Willow, he saw my wide eyes and ran to me. Even though he had told me he couldn’t be with me, he still cared, which made it hurt worse. His fingers touched my cheek as his eyes wandered over the rest of my body. All of my nerves and muscles responded to his touch. Sighing, I leaned into him. But when I started to close my eyes I jerked
Third period and lunch passed awkwardly. Sebastian wouldn’t look at me or talk to me. I was thankful for a release when I got to fourth period. Willow had creative writing with me, and she said the teacher was amazing. The first writing assignment was to make a small book of poetry. All I could think about was what had happened the night before and how Sebastian had just thrown me away after admitting his feelings. My thoughts flowed onto the page in front of me. I wrote about Sebastian and my heartache. When the bell rang, I was startled out of my seat. After carefully collecting my things, I followed the flow of students out the door. There was only one more class of the day, and I was thankful that I was a teacher’s aide. The halls were too crowded and everyone seemed to move slower than usual. I pushed my way through the students, anxious to get the day over with. As I neared my last class, I heard Madeline giggle, followed by Sebastian’s apology. Sighing, I passed them both and walked into the choir room.
The teacher was tall and skinny. He was balding. His eyes were a deep, murky brown and seemed to stare into my very soul. I smiled at him when I walked in. Mr. Manatovan nodded his head once then pointed to his office. Students started filing in and sitting on the various chairs that were spread throughout the room. My job as his TA was very simple. All I needed to do was take attendance, make copies, and help around the class. After I took the attendance, I started working on my art project. The only portrait that was finished was Sebastian’s. Sighing to myself, I tried to focus on Alexandier’s face. When that didn’t work, I tried my mom’s, my dad’s, Amelia’s, and even Clamora’s, but nothing seemed to help. I gave up and started doodling on a blank piece of paper. A small knock on the office door shocked me out of my drawing. There was a small black-haired girl on the other side. She was a freshman, and she asked me about a folder containing the music for one of the songs they were singing. Grabbing Mr. Manatovan’s keys, I went into the back room and looked for the folder. Carefully, I looked in each of the filing cabinets until I came across what she was talking about. Opening the folder, I checked to make sure the music was in there, and then I handed it to the freshman. Back in the office, I looked down at my doodle and gasped. There on the page was a very large figure standing in the middle of hundreds of students, staring out blindly through giant, completely empty eye sockets. Shivers ran through my entire body. I folded the paper and shoved it into my bag. The rest of the period was wasted with me staring at the wall, trying not to hyperventilate. As soon as the bell rang, I ran out of the school and waited for Sebastian at his car.
My heart hammered in my chest. I was anxious to get to Clamora’s. The image that I had drawn seemed to be permanently glued to the inside of my eyelids. Every time I closed my eyes, it was there, towering over me with a menacing presence. Heat from the blaring sun couldn’t make the shivers go away. As soon as Sebastian came out of the front doors with Fiora and Willow, he saw my wide eyes and ran to me. Even though he had told me he couldn’t be with me, he still cared, which made it hurt worse. His fingers touched my cheek as his eyes wandered over the rest of my body. All of my nerves and muscles responded to his touch. Sighing, I leaned into him. But when I started to close my eyes I jerked
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