Evan Marks, Vampire

“Do you know who broke the window?” she asked.

“No.”

“I know you did it. why?” Kelsey asked.

“Uh... I didn’t mean to. Don’t tell anyone alright?” I said.

“Fine. Did you hear the explosion? They say the gas station blew up.” she said.

“No way! Seriously?” I whispered.

“Yeah! Not kidding.” she said.

“Mr. Marks?”

I looked up. “Yes?” I asked.

“Can you tell me what the four spheres are called?” repeated my teacher, Mr. Snow.

“Biosphere....Lithosphere, uh, atmosphere and hydrosphere?” I replied questioningly.

Mr. Snow looked at me like a miracle just occurred. “You are quite correct on that one.”

“So, wanna go get lunch with me?” I whispered.

“Yeah, sure. I’ll get everyone to come with.” she agreed.

“Sounds good.” I replied happily.

The bell rang and Kelsey got up before me. Her hair whipped against my face, giving off a sweet smell of honey and mint. I breathed it in, wanting to cover myself in the smell. Maybe, even get some of it stained into me from a long embrace or-

I slapped my hormone charged brain in the face with some nuero-electric signals and pulled my thoughts together. I was able to leave class to third period without trying to make a move on Kelsey,even though we talked the whole way there. We went our separate ways and I plopped into a chair, waiting for english to pummel me with useless knowledge about intensifiers. Sure, I should know what they are but I already use them in a sentence quite well. Need I learn more about something I can write down correctly?

Whatever the case, it didn’t matter. I sat in my seat quietly and pretended to be interested in adverbs. After that I went to lunch with Kelsey,Brock, Ally, and Christian.We scrounged up enough money to go to McDonald’s. I see Christian with Kelsey a lot more now. We went up to the front and ordered some fast food and got it a minute later.
We then proceeded to devour it like animals.

“So how about the English Sub?” I said.

“What English sub?” replied Christian.

“You know, the Substitute for Mrs. Jennings.” I said.

“Mrs. Jennings doesn’t have a sub.” said Christian.

“Okay..Let’s talk about something else.” I replied quizzically.