Im sitting in my year six maths class, clicking my pen whilst my teacher, Mr Blunt, is explaining how to calculate pi or something or another. Boring! Ive made myself busy thinking about Kiera Brown, my crush, I'm thinking of the most romantic way to ask her to be my girlfriend, when I realise my mate, Max Miguela, is elbowing me in the ribs, What?! I hiss at him, he points up, so I look up and see that Mr Blunt is looming over our desks, I gulp nervously as he taps my book page, And what is this Mr Solsberg? he asks me, pointing to a picture that I had drawn in my book of a single rose with intricate patterns on each petal and a bow with a message saying I love you, I cringe when he continues on Would you care to tell us who this is for? he growls at me,
It Its for a friend, sir. I tell him, he glares at me and Max and returns to the head of the class, just as the bell for lunch rings, the class packs up their stuff, but waits for him to dismiss us, Class dismissed Mr Blunt addresses the class, we all rush to leave except some of the math geeks. Max and I rush to our lockers, to dump our books and grab our lunches. We head for our bench, outside of B-Block near the gardens where I felt the calmest. We sit in silence, as we usually do, listening to the kids muck around in the playground.
I shiver, it feels like it's gotten colder where we are sitting, when I hear a rustle in the bushes near us, I hear Mr Blunts' voice barely audible, he was talking on the phone. "Of course, I'll do it again!" he says excitedly "You know how much I like torturing the kids..." the bushes rustle again cutting off his voice "Next year first of February? Yeh, its right after the holidays..." he pauses "Ok, bye!!!" he ends the call and goes back towards the staffroom.
The conversation creeped me out a fair bit, but my thoughts, yet again, return to Kiera, "You know she is in year eight next year right? You have no chance with her, it will never happen, forget about her." Max tells me. "Forget about who?" a feminine voice comes from behind me, I jump. In my mind I know who it is. Max does too apparently, "Really Kiera? Really?" He turns around and glares at her "Go away. please. We were having private men's talk." Kiera just laughs and walks away, but just before she leaves she speaks "You were talking about me, weren't you?" her bottom lip trembles as she continues "I came to say that I'm staying back next year because the kids in my class are nasty to me because I'm younger than them. I thought I could hang with you guys, but obviously not."
I glare at Max giving him the bird when Kiera's not looking, apparently she was "Timbo! How could you do that to Max? You know that is a put down, right? It can cause depression, anxiety, suicide..." Kiera continues on her rant for several minutes more in medical language so I zone in on one of the dandelions in the grass. I keep thinking about how normal it felt when I was around her and suddenly blurt out "Will you be my girlfriend?" Max looks at me and brings his finger across his neck in the 'Don't do it. Stop right now' symbol. Kiera just laughs lightly and nods her head, "Ok." She says, just as the bell rings for the last period before the summer holidays...
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Magic and Murder
HorrorHey I'm Tim Solsberg, one of a grade full of kids that were kidnapped by the government, to survive in the wild for 48 hrs against horror movie villains, one of four kids who has a magic ability, mine is Earth. Meet Max, my best friend and able to...