Fallen Chapter 3

I sat boredly through all my classes, my eyes staring blankly at the board in front of me as the teacher blabbered on. My friend sat next to me, a few words being said, ending with me ignoring him in the end. All I could think about was that girl. She was a mystery to me, beutiful and seemingly preppy, but then odd with her dyed hair and painted nails. I was lucky to be in the back of the room, or the teacher would have called on me... Well maybe. I was smart but I generally kept my distance from the teachers.All I heard from the teacher was "Bla Bla Bla." until my friend smacked me in the back of the head. 1

"Dude what the hell is wrong with you?!" He growled under his breath. I turned to face him. He was... dark. That was a good word for him. All he wore was black, if he didn't have black then he wouldnt come to school tell he had it. Chains hung loosely from ebony jeans. He wore eyeliner, trying to stick out from the rest, and it worked with his extremely pale skin. He stared at me with feirce blue eyes.He was a big guy, nearly 6'3", and had muscles all over his body. I was almost as big myself but he was more huge muscle then defined muscle like myself. His tight wifebeater showed his muscles off to the world, and he liked it. Everyone was afraid of him except me and a few of my friends.2

"Its nothing..." I muttered tearing my gaze away from his. He hit me again, this time in the arm so he wouldn't get noticed by the teacher. I growled at him and he gave me the "f-ing tell me!!" kind of look.I sighed at his persistence, finally replying with, "Fine after class." And going back to my thoughts of the girl.3

It seemed like only a short while had passed before the bell rang to announce the end of class. "Class dismissed!" The teacher announced loudly. "He likes to hear himself talk." I thought to myself as I pushed back my chair quickly standing. I picked up my bookbag and wandered into the halls with my friend. 4

He eyed me carefully. "So whats all that daydreaming about?" he muttered hurriedly, trying to avoid being overheard. 5

"A girl..." I whispered back as we walked down the halls to our already fourth period class, the last class of the day.He got a confused look on his face, it didn't suit him at all. It made him look like a dumb oger. 6

"A girl???" He asked with a higly confused tone, as if he had not heard me correctly. "But you never get like this over a girl." He asked suspicuiously. He stared at me with a dumb look the entire while. "Your usuually smooth, slick. you know what i'm sayin'? You don't ever get like this!"7

"I know, I know. But this girl wasn't like other girls. there was something... special about her. Ya know?" I asked looking over to my friend to see if he understood. Of course he didn't. He was about as smart as a rock, and just slept with any girl he felt like. He didnt have talent with words, just an attractive body that he liked to show off.He shook his head slowly in puzzlement as I entered my last class. He split off with me and wandered away. He hated math so he just didnt come.8

There she was. How could I have not noticed her all this time in my last class? She sat right next to where I usually sat. That was odd, no one sat there. I was sure of it, thats why I had picked it out. I zigzagged through the room, darting between the desks with fluid movement, my eyes on her. She stared back at me, a soft smile on her face. 9

Slipping into my seat I turned to face her. A look of curiosity was on both of our faces, that only peaking my interests. 10

"Hi," Crystal said in a light airy tone. She stared at me with those beautiful eyes of hers. Before I knew it I couldn't bring myself to look away. I smiled a bit, feeling helpless. "I just came to this school actually. I gues we ave this class together Vincent." I smiled more without realising it. My name sounded much better coming from her lips. I blinked in confusion. "What the hell is wrong with me?" I thought to myself as I stared at her.11

I couldn't pry my eyes away the entire class. I sat there helplessly listening to the sweet sound of her voice. The occasional "yes" and "no" escaped my lips at first then some of the things about me came tumbling out without me meaning to. Son the time of the class had dwindled away, me and her only exchanging pleasent conversations about ourselves. In the end neither of us had really retained any of the informaiton. All I knew was that she was beautiful. 12

The bell rung suddenly and shook me to my senses. I waved a bit to the girl before walking out of the classroom to run into my oger of a friend. "Hey Barg, you realise your blocking the entire doorway with your bulk."13

He chuckled lightly as he stepped out of the way letting me pass and following behind me.