Becoming Alone

Chapter 2

As I walked to my locker to get my books for first period, I heard the popular girls talking about what happened to Zane. If it was a normal day, I would've went up to them and punched them in the gut with some hurtful words, but it wasn't a normal day. My boyfriend died. Zane died. Oh my God... he's dead. As I was walking to class I dropped my books and fell on the ground crying. The girls started laughing. And the second class populars stared. A guy came up behind me and helped me pick up my books. "Hi, I'm Mr. Crane. Norman Crane. I'm the new Biology teacher for the Senior class. Who are you?" I stared at the cute guy who had big dark brown eyes, short but cut perfectly dark jet black hair, he was very tall wore black converse shoes, navy blue jeans, and under his dark red hoodie a gray t-shirt, from what I could tell. He looked about 23 maybe 24, I'm good at guessing the ages of people. "I'm... Annika. Annika Shanel. I'm actually headed to your class now." I smiled, a stupid, ugly, goofy smile. "Good. I'll walk you to class." He said. "Sorry, I need to stop at the restroom and clean my face." I had mascara running down my cheeks from my tears. "No problem. I'll wait. I heard what happened to that boy Zane. And I'm guessing you two were close." Close is an understatement. I've known him since preschool. "Ya, he was my boyfriend." His face became blank. "I'm sorry for you're loss. May I ask how long you've been together?" "Since the 5th grade." I started crying again. In my heart I love Zane, but I know in his he doesn't love me. He just wants me. I ran down to the bathroom. "Ok. It was nice meeting you. I think." He said, and walked to class. As I entered the restroom, Piper Ian, or as I call her Papian, was walking out. She ran into me because she was texting on her phone. "Watch where you're going you little brat." Her clique laughed. "Ok, tell ya what. If Mr. Beach of there (Beach is her way of saying "bitch" She is referring to Mr. Wadley.) If he asks you anything about how I treat you, then you say we are best friends. Or if he asks if I was on my phone, then don't say anything."  "Alright, but what do I get?" She pulled out two one hundred dollar bills. "Deal." She handed me one hundred. "You'll get the other at the end of the day." And she walked away, laughing. I ran over to the sink that has a mirror over top of it. "God, I look like someone from a horror movie." Someone came out of a stall. "Yea, but I'd go with the grudge." As she washed her hands in the sink next to the one I was at, she snickered. "What's wrong? Not in the mood for jokes?" She laughed. "Come on. No comeback? What the hell is wrong with you?" She paused for a minute. "Hell-o?" she put emphasis on hell in hello. Just then, she walked over to the hand dryer and splashed me with the water that was on her hands. She laughed, dried her hands, and walked out. I cried. "Why is life so" I stopped. As I was using a damp paper towel to wipe off the mascara smeared on my face, I saw something. I was looking in the mirror, and behind me was something dark. Like a shadow, but real. It almost looked tangible, but I was not going to find out. "Feellllll." it hissed, and disappeared. Beep beep. I jumped.

Where the f r u? class is about 2 start

Bri texted me. "Oh crapola." I finally decided to go. As I walked out, Mr. Dople, the principal, was walking down the hall. "Annika Shanel! Come to my office now!" Oh God. What now? I walked to the office. "Have a seat." He said sternly. I sat down and then the police officer that came along with the ambulance to get Zane walked in. "Annika Shanel?" I nodded. "I'm going to have to take you down to the station." he said. "Why?" I asked. "Because, someone stole Zane's dead body, and we think it was you." I was in shock. "Why do you think it was me?" he didn't say anything. "That's what I thought." I got up and walked outside. He followed me. "You know you still have to come down to the station." I kept walking "Ya, I don't care." then a voice stopped me. "Annika?" it said. It was Mr. Crane. "Annika, would you like me to walk you home?" he said. I turned my head so I could see him and nodded. He came over next to me. "D-Don't you have a class to teach?" He smiled. "Ya, but I'd rather be here. With you." is he flirting? I think he's flirting. I smiled. We were almost to my house when we saw a police car sitting in my driveway. I began pushing Mr. Crane and beating his chest with my forearms. "I don't want to go!! I can take this anymore!!" tears were streaming down my face. "Hey, hey. Sh. It's ok, you're going to be ok." he was holding my arms and was calming me down to where I was crying really hard. I started to fall on the ground and he sat down with me. He held me in his lap as I hugged him, crying. I looked up at his face and before I even realized what I was doing, we kissed. A long soft kiss. "What the hell are you doing?!" I heard shit-father. "Get inside now!"