Messing With the Kid

Chapter 2 –

Biology went as well as could be expected. There was a pop quiz, and Mr. Callahan was his usual ball of fun when I walked through the door with my late slip.

 

I take second period off because I don’t feel like going to Mrs. Mulberry’s class so I walked outside for a smoke break.

 

I don’t actually smoke but my boyfriend does so out I go! I see Brent smoking by a tree at the end of the elementary school playground. I run over to him as violet hill by Coldplay starts playing in my head. I pull his cigarette out of his mouth, and kiss him.

 

Brent demanded that I give the cigarette back after I pulled away from him, so I put it back in reluctantly. I really don’t like the fact he smokes. It makes him smell bad.

 

“Hello” he says with a sleepy grin.

 

“Hi!” I replied. I don’t know why but I could be in a terrible mood one morning, but I still take on this giddy little girl voice when I’m around him.

 

I string my arms around his neck and rest my head on his chest. I could feel his heart beating underneath and rest my hand there as if to capture it.

 

Brent slipped his arms around my waist and asked what was new. I just close my eyes and let the world go, when I am with him every thing falls away and becomes unimportant.

 

The moment was broken when Brent pushed me away from him to say I should get off to third period other wise I would be late. I said I didn’t care, but I knew he did, so off I ran to class.

 

Mrs. Juan’s English class is about as dull as a class can get. We were reading something called To Kill a Mockingbird.

 

Why can’t we read books like Catcher in the Rye or Hamlet? Down, by Kutless was playing through my head as Mrs. Juan prattled on about the book.

 

No offence to people who like that book but there just isn’t any action going on during it. I could care less about a court case, I know it’s our history and everything but I can’t help staring out the window, wishing that I could be back in Brent’s arms. They felt so… safe.

 

“Ms. Rumsey? Care to join the class?” Mrs. Juan was right up in front of me. I replied with a sleepy “no” as I continued to stare out the window.

“Well then, I guess you would be more interested in seeing Mrs. Bromfield than sitting in my class, so you can go there for the rest of the period.”

 

“Wait! What?” I shift out of my sleep mode to only realize what I had done.

 

“Principals! Now!” Mrs. Juan yelled. I think every other sleeping person in that room jumped out of their seats and started to pay attention, now awake.

 

“Maybe we could try again tomorrow Ms. Rumsey.” She said with a quick smile as she held the door open for me.

 

“Yeah, maybe.” I said as I stormed out of the classroom. I had no intention of going to Mrs. Bromfield’s office what-so-ever, so instead I headed out to the courtyard where every normal person ate lunch. I hoped that Brent would see me from the playground and come over, but as I looked for him, I realized he wasn’t there.

 

Maybe he had decided to go back the garage where he works and actually earn a dime, but no. That was too good to be true, there was no way that Brent would ever show up for work, but when I headed there I found that he was actually working on his car in the school parking lot.

 

He looked pissed off so I didn’t go up to him but I couldn’t help wondering what was up. I watched him for a little, smiling whenever his biceps flexed in his shirt. Did I mention that Brent is ridiculously strong? I’m not kidding; he actually picked me up and used me as a weight once. I didn’t mind because every time he brought me down he would kiss me, so I let him go on.

 

I was about to leave when something caught my eye. There was a black bra hanging out from the open car door, and it certainly was not mine!

 

Right at that moment I walked right up to the car and grabbed it, startling Brent but at this point I didn’t care.

 

“What’s this?” I said holding the bra up for Brent to see, but he just stood there, speechless.

 

“Answer me! I know it’s not mine!” tears were starting to well up in my eyes as much as I tried to hold them back.

 

“I said ANSWER ME Brent!” but he just stood there looking like I had just slapped him. I threw the bra down onto the pavement, spit on it and then said as I was walking away, “We are done!”

 

“Wait! Maggie I can explain!” He ran after me but I just started walking faster.

 

“It’s too late! I‘m done!” I screamed. By then I couldn’t hold back the tears and as they came streaming down my face I turned around to face Brent and said one word before walking off again… “Why?”

 

He just stood there. I could see the pain in his face but I didn’t want to have to look at him anymore so I took off at a run and I ran to the only place I knew I could get away from it all… the park.

 

It took fifteen minutes at a sprint to reach the park, where upon reaching it my tears had run out and left me with a blaring headache.

 

I didn’t want to think about him but my mind kept flashing back to his face. For some reason I couldn’t get him off my mind no matter how hard I tried, so I curled up in the indent of the nearest oak tree.

 

I don’t know how long I sat there for but when I got up it was dark and I had decided that I had to move on. Oh… Hey Jude by the Beatles was playing.

 

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[Emma]

Hey I was reading your story and it has a really good plot and story, but the one thing I was noticing is that you could maybe slow it down a little? Like, when she finds out about Brent maybe you could describe her looking in the car and finding the bra and putting it together, etc. Again, really good beginning!