Fredrick stares at me like he already knows what my gameplan is but I don't want to believe that.I have to get into his Drama club, but the answer I was met with while at the gates isn't one I want to encounter a second time.To Fredrick's left is the doofus who told me "No."He didn't even let me register or audition. I love acting, portraying a character is easy for me, their emotions even easier....... I just know that I get into character quite well and I know if I'm to audition, I'll wow them.Okay, I'm not sure audition is the right term to use but I believe I've still made my point.The guy who refused me auditioning is one of Fredrick's star students and I'm sure he shares his master's hate for me.I let out a sigh and let my eyes travel around for a while. Most of the students are doing what they want to behind their systems. I think I'm the only one who still uses a normal note and pen to read."Janette, can you tell me what i said just now?"I blink and look around to see
"You read on that before you came to class didn't you?"Leander's voice is one I identify immediately as his and I turn to see him sitting on the chair opposite me. It's lunch time and the cafeteria is bustling with students. I can't see Jane, or Cara, and for some reason that worries me.I know I don't like Jane, but sometimes I get these budding fears concerning her, and most of the time I'm always accurate with the feeling I get.My skin is crawling and I just feel weird."You know it's wrong not to reply to a question asked right?"I shake my head and blink back some of the confusion I'm feeling. I feel really weird today. I look up to see Leander fixing me with a hard stare and I smile back nervously."I'm sorry. I'm just feeling really strange today."He nods and my eyes widen."You noticed?"Leander scoffs and attacks his steak."I'm sure half the school has noticed. You spoke like someone reading what was in front of her in class, I'm sure you made some girl spill her drink o
Leander helps me change into something else, and it's not really something else as it's his shirt.The short sleeve button-up has me feeling like all the school has their eyes on me, and I'm sure they do because this is so unlike plain ugly Janette."For fuck's sake will you stop moping?"I can hear annoyance in Leander's voice so i stop. There's no need for me to mope when i know i have no power over what Cara does or what she wants to do.What I don't understand is why she would do this? It's not like her. Something has changed."Obviously."I blink because I'm not sure I heard that right. I look at Leander and he has his eyes on the book in front of him, seemingly paying me no attention, but I'm sure he said something just now, didn't he?He smirks and looks up at me."What's the seventh letter of the alphabet?"The way my brain comes up with nothing makes my cheeks heat up. A, B, C, D, E, F...."F. It's an F."Leander chuckles and drops the book in his hand on the table. "It's G
"She's not in here is she?"I shake my head and let William in through the door. I can tell from the way his shoulders are sagged that he's having a hard time. Good.He should.He settles onto my couch and lets out a sigh. I ignore the feeling i get from hearing that sound and walk over to the kitchen to fix him some tea. His favorite brew has been thrown out, i did that the moment i calmed down and found myself able to think straight. I make another brew instead and take it to him, noticing the frown that lines his face for a quick moment before it's replaced by a complacent look.His black and gold tux stands out on his body and that in turn makes him stand out. I can imagine how plain i am compared to him, in lilac and faded lilac. It looks good on me in a way i know only i can pull off, but it still isn't compareable to black and gold. William's eyes flicker to mine and he drops the steaming mug of liquid carefully. "Purple looks good on you Greg."I nod "Thank you for the
I get back home to see Greg asleep on the couch, which is odd.He's never fallen asleep on the couch before, and he hasn't changed out of his outfit too.I walk over to see his body sprawled out at strange angles and fear bolts through me for a quick second. I imagine the worst and try not to let my breathing become too fast.He's okay.Greg is okay.He's never slept on the couch before, but who knows? This might be one of the things he does every once in a while.Just because i haven't seen it doesn't mean it's impossible right? "Greg?"I tap his leg a few times and he doesn't stir. I move closer and summon the courage to give him a few soft slaps on the cheek."Greg?""Can't i get some sleep for fuck's sake?"His voice is slurred and groggy and i sigh in relief when he streches and rolls over to sleep on his stomach."You scared me. I thought something had happened to you.""I'm fine Janette. You can see i'm fine can't you?"I want to tell him that i see he's fine. If he wasn't
"Are you ready for this now?"I nod and Leander settles into his seat for our study session."That's not what we're supposed to read."I look up to see him frowning at me but i roll my eyes instead."I already covered those last night. I'm reading for an audition.""An audition for what? The project is due next month.""And this won't take me a day or two to complete. I'm reading ahead so i can keep up with you. Don't feel worried that i'll slow you down, i can keep up."It's either he's noticed the way my throat seems parched or how my voice sounds raw, but Leander backs off and he doesn't ask me anymore questions.Greg's advice sunk in pretty well and i don't know if i'm capable of carrying it through, but if Cara wants to act the way she's acting now then who am i to stop her. I've seen her three times today and each time she's looked away like the sight of me disgusts her.I want to believe there's something else in the works, but everything seems to be confusing recently and i m
It's the end of the school day before i get the chance to see Cara again, and when i do she's with Atreau. He's grinning, with his hand around her waist and he's pulling her closer like she's some sort of posession. It sickens me to the bone, and what sickens me the more is the fact that Cara doesn't seem bothered by it.They're out of my sights and almost down the hall when i'm accosted by someone else. Someone i've been meaning to go search for myself.Fredrick smiles as he stands in front of me and i smile back because i want his book."I heard you and Cara are having a bit of a tiff?"I shake my head and let my smile go even wider."We're totally okay to be honest. She's just found someone she has to be with and i guess that's why she's keeping her distance. Atreau doesn't like me so much."He regards me for a second longer than i feel he has to and when i see my chance i go in for it."I actually have a question to ask you professor?"Fredrick blinks and raises an eyebrow up.
"That was fast."Greg is looking at me skeptically and i smile back at him. Something wonderful has jus happened to me and i don't know if i want that high to be over yet. I surely like the fact that i'm happy and i guess it's not bad that i'm happy. I should be happy because i got the freaking book!Greg walks off into the kitchen and i open my bag to take out the journal i put in there. My to do list is on the first page and there's the instinctive fear in me that i should not be keeping a journal.I kept some when i was younger and i can say that Jane ruined the experience for me. Always going through my bag and trying to search for it. If she didn't find it she would fly into a tantrum and i would be left to deal with the mess she would make. Our parents would even beat me sometimes because i refused to let her read my entries. I was forced to write more because she wanted to read them, and the only way i could get her to stop was to make the entries boring and dull.Talk about