I arrived at school and headed towards my locker. As I walked by I glimpsed at the various cliques. The science nerds (I prefer the term Wizards) were discussin some equation. The girls' swim team (Water Nymphs) walked to the pool. And the 'oh so' popular Tara and the rest of the 'I think I'm better than everyone else' girls (Fashion Zombies. No offense to Zombies intended) giggled about like a bunch of hyenas as I walked by. Then I realized.
O crap. I walked out the house without my shoes. Again.
Luckily I always have a spare pair of flip flops in my locker.
As I reached my locker, I felt as if I was being watched. Out of the corner of my brown eyes, I could have sworn a shadow figure ran past with lightning speed. Chills went down my spine. The first bell rang. I quickly opened my locker, took out my shoes and got the books I needed and disguarded the books I didn't need. Quickly I made it to homeroom.
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Mr. Hopkins stood in front of the class and I took my seat in the front row.
"Class we have a new student."
Just then the classroom door opened and the principle escorted a boy into the room and then left.
"Class this is......hmm. How do you pronounce your name?" he asked looking at a sheet of paper.
He was almost completly pale, had light blonde hair and gorgeous emerald green eyes. I could hear a chorus of soft adoring sighs coming from the Fashion Zombies at the back of the classroom. He wore a black shirt with blood red gothic designs, blue denium jeans and a chain belt.
"Its pronounced Z-age." (His name is spelt Zéj.
His eyes met mine for a nanosecond. I quickly looked down at my book to avoid further eye contact. Although my eyes didn't see, I could still sense he was still looking at me. I couldn't shake the feeling. His voice sounded familiar.
"You can take the seat behind Kelly." He said pointing to the vacant seat behind me.
As he walked passed I sensed something. It felt unnormal. This kind of thing never happened to me. I lost focus and dropped my book. Zéj picked to up and observed the cover for a second before resting the book on my desk.
"Mermaids. Nice choice."
Although my ears received the sounds of jealous girls in the back, his voice rang through my head. His voice still sounded familiar.
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I remebered. It took long enough; I was in Last period English. Zéj's voice was exactly like the person who saved me. I tried telling myself it was just as dream. But after much thought while Mrs. Briggs yapped on about Shakespeare, I remembered there are things beyond my understanding.
I closed my eyes and felt the hands of Father Time turn my life's clock backwards.
I was twelve when it happened. My eyes blinked open and the way I viewed the world changed. My soul changed from pink to black over night. Darkness filled my being turning me sad and feeling helpless. When I wasn't allowed what I wanted something...I'm not sure....maybe evil burned inside. I somehow contained the evil within me and tears of rebellion draind down my face. I would feel sick, but I didn't want to concern my family so I hid my emotional pain. Maybe thats why Leo labelled me an emo. Whatever the hell that meant.
Father Time brought me back to reality as the bell rung for the weekend to begin. I gathered my things and exited the classroom but bumped into someone by accident on my way out. It was Zéj.
All he did was smirk.
