Dusk - Chapter One - Misery (Part Three)

  Mr. Connor held us each one piece of blank paper. I imagined there was a tiny little monster crawling on my hand, edging towards the paper. It was cute, its violet skin matched my eye color perfectly. It jumped on the sheet of paper, and began chewing on it. CHOMP, CHOMP, CHOMP. I frowned in disgust. How can a small little cute monster eat papers? And speaking of the way it eats, I saw its razor-sharp teeth, so scary like its going to tear my skin off.
  It crawled towards my hands now, and without any awareness, it bit my finger. But, there is no blood oozing out from the wound. And yet, I feel no pain, as if it did not bite me before.
  "Carlie Marine! Daydreaming again?" Mr. Connor shouted, eyes bulging widely, that I could call it as a glare. Almost everyone stared at me, and that really makes me blush, my cheeks burning with embarrasment.
  "Yeah?" I stammered with fear, so scared that Mr. Connor the Frightening Monster will like to have me stay for detention.
  "Well, as I was saying..." he continued, and kept on nagging and nagging till I have a feel that he was my dad, too.
  Hours passed, and I'm still imagining about the monster thing. Okay, guess I'm just a freak. Mr. Connor kept on explaining about the formulas which I do not know. I teared a piece of paper in my notebook, and started doodling idly on it - maybe I did not like Trig at all, or maybe I do not like Mr. Connor the monster. He gave me detention once, because I was in the situation like now, unable to listen to his frustrating voice, well, literally. By now, I can't concentrate. My mind is spinning, as if I just sat in the spinner. I felt dizzy again, so I raised my hand and pressed Mr. Connor that I really have to go to the ladies'.

Dusk - Chapter One - Misery (Part Two)

   "Girls, I think we need to move. Carlie, put that dog down. Kate, are you ready? You guy's gonna be damn late." Sam is nagging again. All he knew was to nag, nag, and nag all day long.
   We shove our bags and get in Sam's car. It is a Mercedes Benz C111, actually, it is for my Mum, but now she's gone - up to heaven, it's all nose cancer's fault. Kate put her lipstick and mascara on, looking at a heart-shaped mirror Ben gave her on her birthday. Ben was her boyfriend, but they broke up after he found out Kate has another. Kate is the head of cheerleading team in our school, and she is definately popular. Unlike me, I rejected everyone who intends to woo me.
   The car skidded to a stop. I looked out of the windscreen. Two words in gigantic letters is printed in a banner : CRAWNELLE HIGH SCHOOL. Time for school. I opened the door, took my bag and waved goodbye to Sam. He is a doctor. Well, he works for Daslyn's Dad, a big man - the head department of the hospital down in Seattle.
   Daslyn and Jennifer waved at me. "Hey, Carlie Marine! Over here!" Daslyn shouted, full of enthusiasm. Some of the boys stared at Dazz, then at me, and that makes me blush. Dazz likes to call people in full names, and honestly, I do not like it. But that does not mean I do not like her, she is a really good friend. Almost everyone in this school like to be friends with her. Well, that's her, Daslyn Alarina.
   Jennifer hugged me. She has been doing this since the day we met. She must have hugged Dazz before I am here, though. She hugs everyone when she met them, well almost, but not the boys. We're all the best friends, and we're all seventeen. Kate is just a year younger than us, and seriously, I do not like her friends. They are kind of proudaholic. Anyway, Kate likes them - Brittany and Tiffany Conlay.
   Tiffany saw me. She elbow me on my hand so hard I feel a slight pain on my chest. Brittany followed her and asked me, "Where's our kid?" I know what they mean. I pointed to the Angsana tree where Kaitlyn sat. She is combing her hair again, unlike me who don't like to bother my hair or perhaps a makeover? No, I do not like to put make-ups on my face.
   The Conlays skipped beside Kate, and keep talking and talking with her. So Dazz, Jen and me decided to leave them alone and walked into class. We have our first class together, Trig. We took our books in the lockers, then head to the classroom.

Dusk - Chapter One - Misery (Part One)

    I curled myself up like a ball, staring at the window pane. My mind is spinning like a roller coaster. I felt dizzy so I put my head between my legs. The pain in my stomach makes my face crumble into a grimace. All I remember was the macaroni I ate just now and it tasted horribble. Now I think I have food poisoning, thanks to Mr. Macaroni.
   "Knock, knock." a hoarse, discordant voice seems to appear from the outside of my room. It is so annoying I could not bear it when it turns to a nag. I groaned and reached for the knob.
   "Honey, are you okay? Walter Stevens' macaroni is really scrumptious, isn't it, dear?" he kept on praising and praising him till I almost fainted.
   "Yeah, yeah, Dad, really ---" I keep searching for the right word to say. "Nice of him to cook for us, but do you think I need to get some sleep now?" I wrinkled my nose.
   Sam nodded, greeted me good night, then tumbled down stairs. Phew, now I've got some privacy. I lie down in my bed, feeling as comfortable as before. I cuddled my pet dog, Jingle in my arms. The sound of the snow knocking on my window is really irritating, and i felt a chill running down my spine. Jingle shivered, and licked my hand.
   "Aw Jing, you hate the snow too, aren't you?" my voice turned into a whisper.
   I jumped off my bed, reaching for my sweater and yanked it on. Jing is a poodle, so cute that I cannot resist to pay for her. I stroked her white fur, wondering if I really get to sleep tonight. I feel better now, free with all the aches. I turned the radio on, listening to Michael Jackson's 'You Are Not Alone'. But no, I am alone right now, all alone.
   The snow is making me cold, too, and I shrugged into my cozy little blanket. It was so cold I finally drifted off to sleep. The radio is still on. Michael's angelic voice was fading away. This was really a very ordinary peaceful night, right? Yeah, except for the pain in my stomach.
   Sam woke me up the next morning. I rubbed my eyes, done some stretching and get changed. I wore my casual wear, as usual. This is called simple and beautiful. Kaitlyn is waiting me down stairs, and I was trying my best to be quick, otherwise - late for school.
   "Hey sis, um... good morning! Uh, your hair looks like a pile of hay." Kate just can't stop teasing me.
   "Okay, Kate. I knew that already." I emphasized. I brushed my hair with both of my hands, feeling lazy to comb it. "I hate combing my hair, you know."
   My sister looked at me for a while, and flashed a wide grin at me. Jingle keep wagging her tail at me. She licked my feet. I threw my bag aside, kneeled down and cradled Jingle in my arms.