Chapter 14: Family History
The rest of my class period went by fast, any high schooler dream. On several occasions, my eyes would dart searching for Dace in class but he didn’t co, did he miss classes like this that often? He only attended one class and was gone the next. I pondered why as I shook my head, I should stop this... I don’t know this guy that very well and here I was thinking about him like he was soone close to .
My mind still drifting back to what happened in the hallway when we touched, it was more ardent than the first, because this ti I felt like I was pulled to him like a thread moving towards a needle, and when our bodies brushed, that fire that swirled through my body was hardly explainable. It was a hard thing not thinking about it, it was like an imprinted image in my brain, drawn and well displayed and I played it a number of tis like a film on display through my peripheral vision, even as our teacher round-up for the day, I didn’t see him, I SAW our last encounter. I licked my lips, before biting on the bottom, hoping to wake up.
How exactly could I free my mind after experiencing sothing so captivating?
Free your mind Emma! On the bus it still wouldn’t stop, I cleared my throat relaxing more on my seat and plugging my ear plugs hoping ’Ruelle’ will distract
from this world, darting my eyes to the skies. I instantly rembered I haven’t given him his umbrella yet, shoot! I will try tomorrow. Wait... I just thought about him right now, wonderful!
I was ho and that’s when the weather changed, so cloudy but not a drop of rain, Juneau weather was really strange, just when you think it would rain, it wouldn’t and when you don’t it becos a thunderstorm.
"Hey Emma you’re back"
The mont I walked in I was greeted by Vanessa, no offense but doesn’t she work or sothing?
"The lights are fixed" she pointed and I noticed the turned-on bulb.
"Great," I said with a nod, at least no ancient in the house today.
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"So tell
how school was?"
I poked my fish with my fork. "Will you always ask
that?"
"Well, what can we talk about then?"
I thought back to what Owen told . "Um soone from school, Owen, told
our family is one of the oldest in this town, is that true?"
Her eyes widened a bit like she didn’t expect
to ask such but then her stun expression was replaced with a smile. "Owen" she nods her head before taking a glass of water and sipping it.
"Yes Owen, I think his last na is Sherman"
"Oh I know him, friends with his family, so he told you that huh?"
"Yes, I an I was shocked I never knew mom’s family was that influential"
"Yeah we were
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