This one my friend Chelsea helped with
Art was the next lesson. I was sat next to some kid called Gareth, he wasn't too interesting but he did try to keep up a conversation with me. I helped him just to be kind But the thought about Quintessa was still clouding my brain. I could see her, she was engulfed by her drawing. She still looked slightly upset, and it still bugged me why, At the given chance, I got up and went over to talk to her. I knew that she might not talk to me but I just wanted to apologise, if I had done anything wrong.
"Quintessa I'm sorry, I don't know why you're upset and I hope that it wasn't because of me. You're probably not going to reply, that's why I'm going to go sit back down, but I just wanted you to know, Sorry." I looked at her, she was still drawing, Ignoring me I guessed, Accepting the fact she wasn't going to say anything back , i went to my seat next to Gareth who kept talking about his computer games.
The bell went for end of school and I got my stuff. Making my way down the corridors to the main entrance, I met Scarlett there she would always come back to my flat with me, considering I lived on my own. Before she went home, she stayed for around an hour. "Did you talk to Quintessa?" She asked, looking at me.
"Yeah...but it's not like she replied, Something really pissed her off, But I'm not quite sure." I sighed, looking at our feet walking in perfect rhythm with each other, Scarlett grabbed my hand, intertwining our fingers.
When Christofer came up to talk to me I tried to ignore him as hard as I could, I didn't want to trust him anymore but he was my friend. I was going to have to suck it up one day but before i could say anything he was gone. I carried on drawing till the end of school, I handed in my picture, I had not done much as I was in a deep trail of thought but I handed it in anyway. I packed up my stuff and headed out the door, got my backpack from my locker and walked out the school knowing Vance would be waiting for me by his car. I gave Vance the biggest hug I could give. He is my bestfriend. I got in the car with Vance and we headed off to my house, He dropped me off and I waved goodbye to him as he went back down the hill known as my driveway. When I got in the house, I ran up the stairs and flung myself on the bed. I soon fell asleep after a hard day at school.
We arrived at the block of flats I lived in, walking together back up the stairs, only 6 hours ago we had walked down. I unlocked the front door to my flat, number 18. A stiff smell hit me as I walked in, I couldn't tell what it smelt of. Nonetheless I opened all the windows in the front room and kitchen in hoping to rid of it. "Thank god," Scarlett said, as I finished opening the windows, "It stunk in here!"
"Thanks..." I replied, throwing my bag onto the kitchen counter. I opened the fridge door and pulled out the milk, pouring myself a glass full. "Do you want anything?" I asked Scarlett, putting the milk back into the shelf it sat on, in the fridge.
"no thanks," she said watching my every move.
We were sat in my bedroom, watching some pointless T.V show on my laptop. I couldn't help but think of what happened today, to say it was only the first day back, a lot had happened. I'd made a new friend, and lost her within minutes. I wasn't so good at this whole 'human' thing after all. I looked around to Scarlett, she sat still, staring at the screen, engrossed in whatever the hell she was watching. "Did you ever hang aroud with Quintessa?" I asked her, drawing her attention to me.
"Uhm, yeah for a bit." She replied, stiffly.
"Ah. Did you get on?"
"Not really." Her tone stayed the same. She was half listening to me and half listening to the show.
"Does it matter?!" She asked, looking at me sternly. I moved further back onto the bed, silently. I didn't really know why she was freaking out so much.
"I was just asking.." I said in a whisper.
A week had passed since I had talked to Christofer. I had sat near him in history. I didn't talk much in the lessons with him, whenever he was around it was like a gray cloud followed. I ran down the stairs and out the door. There, in the usual place was vance, we had both been okay about it. He hadn't pressured me into talking about it but was supporting me. "Hey Vance" He gave gave me his biggest smile "Hey Q , You been okay this weekend". I had been to my Uncles house ."Hey, thanks, Wish i could of stayed at home, it was the most boring thing ever , a corpse would of been having more fun than us" . That earned a smile from Vance, When he had finished laughing at my lame dead joke and making a few of his own he finally started the car and as quick as he could got us to school.
When I was in school, Vance and me stood at our lockers. As i gave him the details of my weekend, he told me he had taken his younger sister shopping for her birthday and that he had seen Christofer and Scarlett together in the food court. I didn't care about that anymore i was back to normal. The bell soon went and I went to History, the class were I sat next to Christofer. Today I wasn't going to let anything get me down, It was my birthday. Vance and me were off to a new goth club tonight and my mum and dad had got me a surprise. I put my bag in my locker and pulled out my things like every lesson but today was different, today I was going to Answer everything and be happy about it.