Living on a Few Memories //BajanCanadianxOC Fanfiction//

Graveyard

I woke up to my alarm clock going off. 7:15 am.

"I'm gonna be late," I thought. I hurried to put on my clothes for school: a grey tank top under a thin white blouse rolled up to my elbows, tight blue jeans and brown cowboy boots going up to the middle of my thighs. Around my neck I wore Mitch's necklace. After brushing my teeth and brushing my hair, I grabbed my black book bag of a backpack and hurried downstairs into the entryway. I opened the door to see Caleb standing on my porch. He wore a green T-shirt and baggy blue jeans. Loose leather bracelets hung around his wrists.

"Ready to go?" he asked.

"I'm taking the shortcut today," I quickly told him, rushing down the porch steps.

"Why?"

"We're gonna be late."

"No, it's late start cause there's a teacher meeting… Do you really want to get to school early?"

"Maybe."

Caleb noticed my necklace and ran to catch up with me, "Where'd you get that?"

"Get what?"

"The necklace." 

I paused. "Oh, yeah. Brittany gave it to me. Birthday present." As I advanced to continue walking, Caleb pulled me back.

"Why would Brittany give you that?"

"Huh?"

"Why would she give you it?"

"She's my friend. Don't be so in-my-face!" I pushed him away and sped up my pace. With no intentions on looking back, I carefully walked into the cemetery that laid a few blocks from the school. This path was considered "the shortcut."

I tiptoed through the mud and past the gloomy graves. Everything in that area seemed so creepy, but I just wanted to stay as far away from Caleb as I could. At every moment, I was afraid that something would jump out and scare me.

I glared down at my iPhone. 7:30. I thought to myself, "I have an hour. Don't worry, Rachael. Don't worry."

"Rawr!" a voice shrieked through the mist. I screamed.

"Ha ha!" Ty and Jason popped out from the trees, "Caught you there!"

"Can you not do that again?!" I panted and stared with wide eyes, "You almost gave me a heart attack!"

"Eighteen year old girls don't get heart attacks," Jason mentioned, "It's only old people, like Ms. Rudolph." Ty burst out laughing.

"This is not funny. Now, if you could just let me pass…"

"No way," Ty told me, "If I let you leave the graveyard, you have to hold my hand on the way to school."

"Why?" I glared at him in disgust.

"Cause… I want everyone to know that you're dumping Caleb for me." Ty smirked.

"No way! And even if I was going to dump Caleb, it wouldn't be for you."

"Have it your own way." Ty motioned for Jason to grab my arm.

"Let go of me!"

"Just say yes. Just say yes."

"Ty," Jason asked, "Where's Adam?"

"Does it matter? We're better off without him…"

"What did you say?" Adam peeked out from across the boys.

"Uh… no… nothing. He said nothing," Jason stuttered, "Ty… let's go."

"I'm not leaving without her!" Ty announced. Jason, shaking, let his arm leave mine and pushed me towards Ty.

"You deal with her!" he panicked and ran over to Adam's side, "I don't want to listen to you anymore!"

"Okay," Ty groaned and took me by the hand,"We're leaving."

"Just let me go!" I yelled. Furious, I stepped on his foot and raced towards the school, trying to keep my book bag on my shoulder.

"See what you did Jason!" I heard Ty scream from behind me.

Noticing the front lawn to the school in my clear vision, I hurried up the steps to the front door. Once I reached the door, I quickly opened it and paced to my locker, all the blood rushing to my head.

Calming down, I revealed the inside of my locker and let out all my breath. I took out the textbooks I needed for class and checked the mirror hanging on the right side of the locker. Fixing my hair and using a tissue to dry the sweat from my face, I shut the locker. I looked down at my iPhone once again and saw the time. 8:00. Perfect. I had ten minutes to get across the hall to history class.

I entered class and took my seat. There were only two people sitting in their desk besides me. To speed up time, I glanced through the pages of the upcoming test.

"Hi." I looked up from my textbook to see Mitch standing over me, a smile on his face.

"Hey," I replied, "What's new?"

"Studying. For the test next week."

"Me too. Got here early, so why not?"

"I know, right." He sat down at his desk and opened his book to the same page as mine, "You seem a little shaky. Is everything okay?"

"Yeah. I'm fine."

Ms. Rudolph finally entered class, "Students, take your seats." Everyone sat down at her request. Her voice seemed scratchier than usual. She coughed and took a tissue from her desk, "Today, we will not be doing a lesson. This means that the test will postponed to next Tuesday instead of Monday." The students cheered. "But… today, since I am not feeling so well, I will let you ask your date to the prom." The cheering increased dramatically. Students begin the bang on their desks. Ms. Rudolph continued her coughing so she could not calm down the class.

"Listen up," Mitch yelled and stood up on his chair," If you want to ask your date to the prom, do it. But don't get crazy or else you'll drive the teachers mad. And for those who don't have a date, stay here and be productive!" The class was silent, listening quietly to Mitch's speech, "Good." He hurriedly sat down. Five boys with balloons and flowers exited the class into the hallways. Girls waited for their dates to ask them. Meanwhile, I sat at my desk, not expecting anything to happen.

"Rachael," Mitch bravely recited, standing up in front of me, "Will you go to prom with me?" The rest of the class looked on from behind us.

"Uh…" I panicked, "I don't know. I mean… yes. Yes, I will go to prom with you Mitch." I stood up and kissed him. Mitch even took this as a surprise, but he liked it. I could tell.