Cresense: Chapter Eleven

by ThePianoSupport (Stara) in your mind.

A/N: Love the new character! He's awesome! But the chapter is short...ugh! I can't stand the short chapters! I just can't!

The sun rises into the sky at eight o' clock on Monday morning. A boy walks from his car towards his school. His dark hair is short, but falls over his eyebrows in short wisps, hiding scars from the past. His hairline parts on the right side of his head, shrouding another scar. His golden brown eyes stare coldly and uncertainly in front of him. He glares at the ground occasionally, mad that he is at school like everyone else.

He enters the school and people drop their gaze from where he is. He drops his head and tries to ignore them. People back out of his very quickly.

The school bell rings a warning for first class and he lags behind as everyone scurries to class. Gathering his books, he heads for his first class--science. A girl is missing in his class. He doesn't care, until he hears the name. Evelyn Marchall.

Darien

"Oh, gosh, look at this," I say at second period. Get well cards fall out of my locker as I open it. Feye looks up from across the hall, and then walks over.

"Hey, let me help," she says. She grabs my books and more cards fly off them. "Whoa, jeez. What are all these?" she asks. She opens one, and one is from some person I have no idea is. "Who is this?" she asks as she reads the card.

"I was going to ask the same thing, but with all the other cards," I say, reading all the names.

"We're going to be late," she says.

"Yeah, I know..." I grumble, grabbing my pencil bag. I swipe my hand out to grab one of the four books piled on Feye's arms, but she lightly jump out of the way.

"Nope. No work for the injured," she says with a smug grin.

I glower at her, then take her pencil bag, and don't give it back no matter how hard she argues until we get to class.

Feye

"A lab!" I shout. My teacher smirks at me.

"Yes, a lab. Oh, and it seems as though Darien won't be doing much today, huh?"

I groan and then prepare myself for the lab.

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"That was completely rude!" I say defiantly to Darien at lunch. "We weren't even doing a lab, and he tortured me into thinking so!"

Darien laughs as he tries to eat his sandwich one handed.

"I hope you're laughing at yourself, not me," I growl.

Darien stops eating for a second. "Well, now that you mention it, I was laughing at both of us."

I give an annoyed smile, then finish the rest of my lunch. "Let's blow this pathetic coleslaw stand."

"Coleslaw stand? I thought it was popsicle stand," Darien notes.

"It is. But this place is too stupid to be a popsicle stand, popsicles are good, and coleslaw tastes terrible."

"I guess," Darien says, smiling. He's hiding a laugh. That's good. Now, all we need is to find Evelyn.

(Hey, anyone remember Feye's schedule? =])