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Love and drugs change everything

Port Mackenzie 2010

“Aimee?”

I looked up froes of scribbles, confused Sometimes that happened It was new

I needed a nize, not only where I was, but also who spoke to me

I had let ain

“Aimee?”

I looked at the front of the class to find a nasty glare co ave all the bad kids I looked at the board behind her, trying to re

Twelfth Night

She tapped her toes and crossed her ar to hide beneath the the to trick ot who I was

I cleared my throat “Beyond the obvious theender, Shakespeare, as he always did, liked to use the the—as if it were a weapon Twelfth Night is only one of many of his plays where this theme is present”

And there it was The difference between the other spaced-out morons and me; I actually knew more than the teacher

I ht have gotten lost in a few moments of lonely daydreams, but no matter what, I actually did my work Even if I didn’t have the answer, it would be easy for me to make up one

Miss Simms smirked “Nice answer, but pay attention”

I nodded, but continued aze upon me

My eyes darted to the right The face staring at ht-blue eyes, sandy blond hair and sexy grin always made my heartbeat quicken Even then, when ness I had become, I noticed him I was certain my heart was covered by at least a mile of frost and snow I didn’t really kno he made it take notice of him

He grinned,me “Nice answer”

I felt my face heat up under his scrutiny Miss Siiven her Her passion for Shakespeare was undeniable She was single Single felish; this was my opinion

My eyes refused to listen to lance at him

I surfaced when I saw hihter and the work less rin crept across aze had re

Sometimes that happened It was new

I shook it off and refocused on my doodles

I et that I had wanted him—before, when I believed in love Once upon a time, in a land far, far away, before the real world crashed down on me and destroyed all irl with a drea otten lost in sentences when he walked byhim

He flicked so me from my spinster-like daze I furrowed my brow

“I ht need a tutor,” he whispered

I smirked “It’s too late for you, Shane Year's almost up”

A shy smile crossed his lips

I bitit

That smile had once been my food

The bell rang just as I openedand unrelated to tutoring That happened a lot It wasn't new, unfortunately

Miss Sis at us, but I jurabbed my books I fled from the class

I hurried along to ot it open, I stood inside the safety of the locker door With us I didn’t honestly believe Things like the fact that Shane had flirted with me

“Aimee,” his deep voice spoke from the other side of the metal locker door

I panicked I took my last deep breath and closed the locker I smiled up at him, nervous of the small distance between our bodies “Hey”

Why had he followed me to my locker?

He took a step toward me I backed up a step He put a hand onto come to my party this weekend?”

“What?” I'd heard him; I just didn’t understand

He looked down at me in a way I’d never seen before His eyes held emotion that stretched beyond the simple question he had asked “Aimee, you haven’t been to a party all year; it's senior year” His eyes grew serious “You’re going away to university, and who kno long before we see each other again You know, all of us I just thought, you know‘cause it's been a while since your retted it as he said it I could tell That didn’t stop the clenching feeling in my belly