James, as promised, helped me grab my things and head to Spanish class. I tried to catch his attention with my eyes, but his eyes were focused everywhere but my gaze.

We continued walking across the beautiful courtyard until we reached the foreign language building. I wished we shared this class as well because he had just spiked my curiosity and I didn’t want to be pulled away from the mystery he presented for a moment, let alone a whole class period.

Scott was leaning against the wall next to Sr. Drackett’s class waiting for me. James and I started to walk towards him but Raven intercepted me before I could be delivered to Scott. She cast a quick glance at James who shrugged away as I stared longingly at his retreating figure.

“You are so lucky I saved your ass last period. You can’t begin to imagine the lengths Shannon and Nikki were willing to go to know everything about you and James’ date. They were willing to put a hidden camera on you. I told them it wasn’t necessary and that you would give me all the details afterwards,” Raven said smiling.

“And how are you so sure I’ll do that?” I asked, laughing.

“Because it’s me,” she replied simply as if that answered the question, which it did.

We sat down next to each other and talked until the bell rang. Scott sat down next to us silently. I don’t think I would have even noticed he was there except for the wordless anger his thoughts were projecting.

It was unusual for me to able to feel an emotion through thought so easily. I could usually only do it with my parents because I was around them, my mom especially. But this felt so natural. I wondered what would happen if I concentrated on him. I tried but the only thing I received out of my efforts was a wave of unrelenting anger. I didn’t want to try any harder because the anger was so strong I began to feel as if it were my own, even though I had been in a good, if confused, mood.

I turned to face Scott so I could ask what was wrong. His face met mine and it was not the Scott I knew. I was staring at the face of a murderous predator. And it had me utterly terrified.

“Scott?” I asked hesitantly.

“What?!” He practically growled.

I recoiled slightly.

He noticed and was instantly apologetic. “I’m sorry Chris. I didn’t mean to be rude.”

The darkness that had surrounded him seemed to have left so I took him at his word. “I was just worried about you. You seemed really mad. And to be honest, you really scared me just now. You looked like you wanted to rip someone’s head off.”

He chuckled and the darkness flashed in his eyes for a moment. “You could say that. I’m fine really. I was merely remembering some unpleasant memories. Seeing you in the nurse’s office just made me think of them.”

“I’m sorry. If you want to talk about it, I’m here to listen. If you don’t, it’s okay. I understand.”

“Thanks Chris. We really should start on Sr. Drackett’s assignment though.”

“Yeah, you’re right,” I replied and we set to work.

Raven kept shooting glances at me when Scott wasn’t looking. I knew that an interrogation during lunch was coming but at that moment I didn’t really mind. I was more interested in finding out what sort of memories my trip to the nurse had resurfaced and what it was about them that had triggered such a murderous rage in Scott.

The End

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