I think only one person here has ever read this story, so for everyone else, it's basically me in black, story in blue. Hope you enjoy it, I'll post up to 3 parts a day if I'm in the mood...Screw it, I'm posting 6 or more sections per post.
What could've happened in that single moment in time. Could he have really...died. This day had been so amazing, maybe we should start at the beginning.
11 hours ago, 7:30 AM, 7th of July, 2008
"Great, a new semester. I'd just gotten over the last one." He walked into his 2nd year of High School, he was a Junior. Not like he cared, he just wanted to get to the next semester relatively unscathed. He walked into a familiar corridor, the one he seemed to never forget. It was almost exactly the same as it was last time.As loud as it was last time too. He walked straight to his enxt class, choosing to ignore the many people trying to greet him.
'Drrrrriiiiiiiiinnnnngggggg' went the bell, it was time for first period, Homeroom. As he walked in, Ms Rouge jumped back startled.
"Wow, Mr Oldrens, aren't we early?" He'd had her last year as a Math teacher and she was going to take them for it again.
"Yes ma'am, I'm just...thinking about stuff," he replied solemnly, "So, looking forward to taking us again? I can't expect that you could've been particularly happy about getting us for your homeroom."
She gave him a very sly smile, "Actually, I'm going to enjoy this challenge. You won't know what hit you."
The rest of the class had started to file in by now. When the last of the class had managed to take their seat, Ms Rouge took rolecall.
"Ray Oldrens?"
"Here," he replied, still deep in thought.
After rolecall, she said, "Everyone but Mr Oldrens here will have detention today."
A general outrage was expreessed at this, Sarah Roberts making the loudest outcry, "WHY!?"
"Well, I think that all of you came 2 minutes late? Am I correct?"
This was going to be an interesting semester for sure.
7:48, 7th of July, 2008
Ms Rouge had set us a Creativity assignment as was tradition for Homeroom teachers in every grade. It was one about ourselves, our holidays and what our goals were. He finished the rough version of "Myself".
It was very brief, a basic summary of himself, just a few keywords to base it on. They were: Black Hair; Brown eyes; Blue Contacts; 5'8; 14 years old; Family; Friends.
After he was satisfied with the fact that there was nothing to add, he asked to be excused from class, telling Ms Rouge he had a headache. He might have had one, he might not, but he was lying about his reasons. The real reason he wanted to get out of class? It was her. Her name was Ayva Thompson.
The day before the last set of holidays, she had asked him to tutor him for Summer School, which she was attending because of her Math marks. He was the highest performer in Maths, so it seemed obvious at the time.
As the holidays droned on and she was managing Maths, something happened. It was just an instant, but one cloudy day, 13th of May to be exact, he saw something in her eyes, a look that meant she wanted to tell him something, but just...couldn't. As they finished the lesson, whatever she wanted to tell him, became obvious. She told him with one sweeping movement, she kissed him.
He was having the perfect holiday, until he found her with Adam James. Adam was the jock of his grade, a star football player and athlete. If they had been just talking, he could've taken it, but they weren't doing that, they weren't kissing either, they had gone much farther. The memory seemed to haunt him for the rest of the holidays, but he never mentioned it as he helped her on the way to graduation.
Now, here she was, sitting just 1 row behind him in Homeroom. He couldn't face it anymore, he needed a way out.
9:47, 7th of July, 2008: English
Their English teacher was a fussy old woman named Mrs McKenzie, who had the ability to faint at the word, "Gonna" They tortured her with this word, using it by "accident" sometimes. She had announced that they were going to have to write a full-on Creative Writing assignment about a fictional world.
They were going to do this in partners. That word rooted him still, since fate had a very interesting way of toying with him.
"Ok, Ray Oldrens with..." 'Not Ayva, not Ayva, not Ayva' he wished silently, but to no avail, "...Ayva Thompson." He made an efort to keep his face from being dissapointed or angry, but it was hard. He felt as hif his facial muscles were going to explode with the effort of his fake smile.
She walked over to him, hips swaying so provocatively, taunting him. Her eyes, those pools of luscious green and her golden-brown hair, all making him wish he'd never walked in on them. It was almost too much to bear.
"So Ray, what do we choose for a subject?" asked Ayva. They were top performers in English. This would've been so easy...
"Ray?" called Ayva. Ray jerked back to Earth. "What subject are we going to choose?" asked Ayva, more slowly this time.
"Um, we can choose between Ancient Mythology, Modern-Day Myths and Tribal Folklore, right? I say we go with Ancient Mythology. Greek, to be exact." said Ray, who, in his mind, was already two paragraphs into his portion.
"Ok then, let's get going!" said Ayva enthusiastically. Oh how he wished he could...
11:00, 7th of July, 2008:Recess
He had been longing for this moment the entire day. He needed space. He found his old friends, Mia and Jake. They had known each other since Kindergarten. They were basically what some would call, "The In-Crowd". Everyone seemed to want to be their friends. They had no idea how it happened, since they were against popularity.
"Hi guys, can't believe I haven't even spoken to you for the entire day. That's never happened before," said Ray. He hugged Mia and shook Jake's hand.
Jake and Mia exchanged really funny looks. Ray knew the look well, it meant they thought they were about to try to be funny. Mia was first to speak, "I thought that was only because you were too busy with your new Girlfriend. Oh yeah, we know about what happened during Summer Break."
"Ayva's not my girlfriend. She's as far from it as possible now."
Jake and Mia exhanged worried looks this time, Jake saying, "That means?"
Ray told them the entie thing. Their faces went from happy, to disgusted, to dissapointed. They sat on their usual railing today, in complete silence now.
"Man, that's just...I don't even know what to call it." said Jake.
Ray just sat there, staring at the floor, trying as hard as he could to think of a way out, but the bell brought him back to his senses and Mia and Jake groaned. Ray smiled. They had Ms Rouge again now.
11:04, Monday 7th of July, 2008 :Math Class
Everyone had filed in one minute before Ms Rouge came in. She was looking as stern as ever, much more stern than a usual 31 year old ever is. Ray didn't feel like pondering what could've made her like this, since he'd probably find out anyway.
"Class, I've been talking with the other teachers about taking all of you on a camp as of next week Monday. However, they want it to start this week. Tomorow to be exact," evryone started whispering to each other in anticipation,"Which means that there is no point in giving you work today. Something I'm surprised they didn't see themselves. So now, you have a choice, outside or inside."
Evryone voted for outside. As the class shuffled out, peolpe got out basketballs, soccer balls and footballs from their lockers. No one was in the mood for B-ball or ootball, so 2 games of 11 on 11 were started, one for the boys and one for the girls. Jake, Mia and Ray all enjoyed a friendly game of soccer, Mia being the tomboy she was.
The game went on for an hour before they had to get to next class, Science. The final scores were Ray and Jake's team: 4, opponents: 3 and Mia's team: 7 and opponents:2.
However, the extreme highlight of the day was soon to come...
12:00,Monday 7th July, 2008:Science
Everyone got into class on time, which was unusual after a free period. They had their books out and everything, since they were expecting a written assignment. Mr Parker was an old-fashioned teacher, well into his 40s, that preferred the cane over detention. But he was still fair, knowing where the boundaries are and which ones not to cross.
He entered the classroom the same way he always did after he'd just had a free, which was the half-hour before them, holding his briefcase in his one hand and his coffee in the other. When he got to his desk in the front of the class, he announced, to the joy of everyone present, that they were going to do a practical assignment for the first 2 months of the semester, mixed with various experiments.
Ray was dumbfounded at the fact that this long-term assignment would be in pairs again, knowing that fate was about to smite him once again. He got Ayva as his partner once again, and he dropped his head onto the table, really hard, but managed to excuse it for a sneeze.
When they got into their pairs, his mind told him that this was a perfect excuse to go to her house and confront her about what had happened. His heart told him that fate had brought them together and he needed to confront her, which was weird since his heart and his head argued more than he and his little sister, Abby did.
They received their assignments from Mr Parker, which had the class in an uproar. Well, OK, mostly the girls. The class had to observe 6 types of bugs and insects, whichever they found first, in a controlled environment. Basically, they had to touch them. Ray agreed to catch them, since he knew Ayva was deathly scared of them. He had no idea why he did this, since most people would've blurted now and made it a point to put Ayva on the spot.
After this, the existing pairs had to try and figure out the molecular content in MSG and in Baking Powder. Then, the bell rang for P.E.
13:30, Monday, 7th of July, 2008: P.E
Their P.E teacher, Mr Gramis, walked into the gym. Mr Gramis usually let them play their choice of sport and graded them on their performance, but since tomorrow was what it was, he let them off, giving them the choice of doing what they wanted.
Ayva approached him as he was walking around, stretching his legs and such, to ask about the assignments they had. "With the camp and everything, I think we should start today, at my house," said Ayva, "We can also just be together, right? My parents will pick us up, I've phoned them," she said after he nodded his head.
The sheer thought of them "Being Together" made him cringe. Her house was going to be his best chance to put her on the spot, but at the same time, he didn't want to hurt her. Why? He had no idea. The bell rang, signifying last period, was over and his day was only just beginning.
2:17, 7th of July, 2008: Ayva's House, Confrontation
Ayva's house was quite far from the school, but it was an amazing house in the suburbs. Two floors, brilliant green paint on the inside and the outside, but her room had a blue paint job, with thousands of posters of, guess who, the Jonas Brothers. She was an only child as well, which she made a point to bring up almost everytime they were at their house.
Ray walked into the familiar setting, having been here several times before. She was just so beatiful. Ray took this time to take in her image. She was about 5'5, long, flowing brown hair with red highlights, green eyes, a brilliant smile, perfect everything. He lost his motivation for the confrontation for the moment, before her parents said, "Ayva, Ray, we're going out for about 3 hours. Protect our little Ayva, Ok Ray?" It was a joke that her parents made everytime he visited, him being the male and everything.
"Ok, I'll make sure no-one hurts her," said Ray, disgusted at his own lie. He looked out the window to her backyard, where he saw her and Adam that day. He lost all remorse and had every intention of hurting her.
After her parents left, he stood up really quickly and said, "Why are you doing this?"
Ayva looked confused and replied, "Doing what?"
Ray almost threw the desk into the wall, "LEADING ME ON!" he roared at her, and she recoiled. He was amazed at the amount of anger pulsing through him, making him use all of his self-restraint to stop himself from breaking something.
"What?" she asked, still confused, tears starting to form,"What do you mean Ray?"
"I SAW YOU! I saw you with Adam, right there, in the backyard. Don't you dare deny it!"
Ayva looked horrified. Her face seemed to confirm all that Ray knew to be true and he broke. he broke inside and ran out of the house. Ayva made an attempt to chase, and managed to catch up with him.
"No, it wasn't like that," she said, sobbing heavily now,"I pushed him away, he didn't get farther than stripping me down to my bra."
"How can I believe you, huh?" Ray's eyes were starting to water now,"HOW?"
She kissed him passionately, a kiss he returned. It went on for about a minute, they were locked in a tight embrace, the tears had stopped. They broke and she said, "I love you Ray, does that prove it? You're the only one that makes me feel happy."
Ray just hugged her, holding her tight to him, never wanting to let go. However, the middle of the road was no place to do it.
Ray's ears picked it up first and as if everything started to happen in slow motion, they turned and saw the car coming. Adam James was driving it. He was old enough for his learners, since he started school later than everyone else. Ray pushed Ayva out of the way and attempted to jump onto the hood. He lost his footing as he landed and rolled right over the car and dropping to the asphalt road.he lay there, losing his senses and his blood, as Ayva screamed on her phone for help.
What could've happened in that single moment in time. Could he have really...died. This day had been so amazing, maybe we should start at the beginning.
11 hours ago, 7:30 AM, 7th of July, 2008
"Great, a new semester. I'd just gotten over the last one." He walked into his 2nd year of High School, he was a Junior. Not like he cared, he just wanted to get to the next semester relatively unscathed. He walked into a familiar corridor, the one he seemed to never forget. It was almost exactly the same as it was last time.As loud as it was last time too. He walked straight to his enxt class, choosing to ignore the many people trying to greet him.
'Drrrrriiiiiiiiinnnnngggggg' went the bell, it was time for first period, Homeroom. As he walked in, Ms Rouge jumped back startled.
"Wow, Mr Oldrens, aren't we early?" He'd had her last year as a Math teacher and she was going to take them for it again.
"Yes ma'am, I'm just...thinking about stuff," he replied solemnly, "So, looking forward to taking us again? I can't expect that you could've been particularly happy about getting us for your homeroom."
She gave him a very sly smile, "Actually, I'm going to enjoy this challenge. You won't know what hit you."
The rest of the class had started to file in by now. When the last of the class had managed to take their seat, Ms Rouge took rolecall.
"Ray Oldrens?"
"Here," he replied, still deep in thought.
After rolecall, she said, "Everyone but Mr Oldrens here will have detention today."
A general outrage was expreessed at this, Sarah Roberts making the loudest outcry, "WHY!?"
"Well, I think that all of you came 2 minutes late? Am I correct?"
This was going to be an interesting semester for sure.
7:48, 7th of July, 2008
Ms Rouge had set us a Creativity assignment as was tradition for Homeroom teachers in every grade. It was one about ourselves, our holidays and what our goals were. He finished the rough version of "Myself".
It was very brief, a basic summary of himself, just a few keywords to base it on. They were: Black Hair; Brown eyes; Blue Contacts; 5'8; 14 years old; Family; Friends.
After he was satisfied with the fact that there was nothing to add, he asked to be excused from class, telling Ms Rouge he had a headache. He might have had one, he might not, but he was lying about his reasons. The real reason he wanted to get out of class? It was her. Her name was Ayva Thompson.
The day before the last set of holidays, she had asked him to tutor him for Summer School, which she was attending because of her Math marks. He was the highest performer in Maths, so it seemed obvious at the time.
As the holidays droned on and she was managing Maths, something happened. It was just an instant, but one cloudy day, 13th of May to be exact, he saw something in her eyes, a look that meant she wanted to tell him something, but just...couldn't. As they finished the lesson, whatever she wanted to tell him, became obvious. She told him with one sweeping movement, she kissed him.
He was having the perfect holiday, until he found her with Adam James. Adam was the jock of his grade, a star football player and athlete. If they had been just talking, he could've taken it, but they weren't doing that, they weren't kissing either, they had gone much farther. The memory seemed to haunt him for the rest of the holidays, but he never mentioned it as he helped her on the way to graduation.
Now, here she was, sitting just 1 row behind him in Homeroom. He couldn't face it anymore, he needed a way out.
9:47, 7th of July, 2008: English
Their English teacher was a fussy old woman named Mrs McKenzie, who had the ability to faint at the word, "Gonna" They tortured her with this word, using it by "accident" sometimes. She had announced that they were going to have to write a full-on Creative Writing assignment about a fictional world.
They were going to do this in partners. That word rooted him still, since fate had a very interesting way of toying with him.
"Ok, Ray Oldrens with..." 'Not Ayva, not Ayva, not Ayva' he wished silently, but to no avail, "...Ayva Thompson." He made an efort to keep his face from being dissapointed or angry, but it was hard. He felt as hif his facial muscles were going to explode with the effort of his fake smile.
She walked over to him, hips swaying so provocatively, taunting him. Her eyes, those pools of luscious green and her golden-brown hair, all making him wish he'd never walked in on them. It was almost too much to bear.
"So Ray, what do we choose for a subject?" asked Ayva. They were top performers in English. This would've been so easy...
"Ray?" called Ayva. Ray jerked back to Earth. "What subject are we going to choose?" asked Ayva, more slowly this time.
"Um, we can choose between Ancient Mythology, Modern-Day Myths and Tribal Folklore, right? I say we go with Ancient Mythology. Greek, to be exact." said Ray, who, in his mind, was already two paragraphs into his portion.
"Ok then, let's get going!" said Ayva enthusiastically. Oh how he wished he could...
11:00, 7th of July, 2008:Recess
He had been longing for this moment the entire day. He needed space. He found his old friends, Mia and Jake. They had known each other since Kindergarten. They were basically what some would call, "The In-Crowd". Everyone seemed to want to be their friends. They had no idea how it happened, since they were against popularity.
"Hi guys, can't believe I haven't even spoken to you for the entire day. That's never happened before," said Ray. He hugged Mia and shook Jake's hand.
Jake and Mia exchanged really funny looks. Ray knew the look well, it meant they thought they were about to try to be funny. Mia was first to speak, "I thought that was only because you were too busy with your new Girlfriend. Oh yeah, we know about what happened during Summer Break."
"Ayva's not my girlfriend. She's as far from it as possible now."
Jake and Mia exhanged worried looks this time, Jake saying, "That means?"
Ray told them the entie thing. Their faces went from happy, to disgusted, to dissapointed. They sat on their usual railing today, in complete silence now.
"Man, that's just...I don't even know what to call it." said Jake.
Ray just sat there, staring at the floor, trying as hard as he could to think of a way out, but the bell brought him back to his senses and Mia and Jake groaned. Ray smiled. They had Ms Rouge again now.
11:04, Monday 7th of July, 2008 :Math Class
Everyone had filed in one minute before Ms Rouge came in. She was looking as stern as ever, much more stern than a usual 31 year old ever is. Ray didn't feel like pondering what could've made her like this, since he'd probably find out anyway.
"Class, I've been talking with the other teachers about taking all of you on a camp as of next week Monday. However, they want it to start this week. Tomorow to be exact," evryone started whispering to each other in anticipation,"Which means that there is no point in giving you work today. Something I'm surprised they didn't see themselves. So now, you have a choice, outside or inside."
Evryone voted for outside. As the class shuffled out, peolpe got out basketballs, soccer balls and footballs from their lockers. No one was in the mood for B-ball or ootball, so 2 games of 11 on 11 were started, one for the boys and one for the girls. Jake, Mia and Ray all enjoyed a friendly game of soccer, Mia being the tomboy she was.
The game went on for an hour before they had to get to next class, Science. The final scores were Ray and Jake's team: 4, opponents: 3 and Mia's team: 7 and opponents:2.
However, the extreme highlight of the day was soon to come...
12:00,Monday 7th July, 2008:Science
Everyone got into class on time, which was unusual after a free period. They had their books out and everything, since they were expecting a written assignment. Mr Parker was an old-fashioned teacher, well into his 40s, that preferred the cane over detention. But he was still fair, knowing where the boundaries are and which ones not to cross.
He entered the classroom the same way he always did after he'd just had a free, which was the half-hour before them, holding his briefcase in his one hand and his coffee in the other. When he got to his desk in the front of the class, he announced, to the joy of everyone present, that they were going to do a practical assignment for the first 2 months of the semester, mixed with various experiments.
Ray was dumbfounded at the fact that this long-term assignment would be in pairs again, knowing that fate was about to smite him once again. He got Ayva as his partner once again, and he dropped his head onto the table, really hard, but managed to excuse it for a sneeze.
When they got into their pairs, his mind told him that this was a perfect excuse to go to her house and confront her about what had happened. His heart told him that fate had brought them together and he needed to confront her, which was weird since his heart and his head argued more than he and his little sister, Abby did.
They received their assignments from Mr Parker, which had the class in an uproar. Well, OK, mostly the girls. The class had to observe 6 types of bugs and insects, whichever they found first, in a controlled environment. Basically, they had to touch them. Ray agreed to catch them, since he knew Ayva was deathly scared of them. He had no idea why he did this, since most people would've blurted now and made it a point to put Ayva on the spot.
After this, the existing pairs had to try and figure out the molecular content in MSG and in Baking Powder. Then, the bell rang for P.E.
13:30, Monday, 7th of July, 2008: P.E
Their P.E teacher, Mr Gramis, walked into the gym. Mr Gramis usually let them play their choice of sport and graded them on their performance, but since tomorrow was what it was, he let them off, giving them the choice of doing what they wanted.
Ayva approached him as he was walking around, stretching his legs and such, to ask about the assignments they had. "With the camp and everything, I think we should start today, at my house," said Ayva, "We can also just be together, right? My parents will pick us up, I've phoned them," she said after he nodded his head.
The sheer thought of them "Being Together" made him cringe. Her house was going to be his best chance to put her on the spot, but at the same time, he didn't want to hurt her. Why? He had no idea. The bell rang, signifying last period, was over and his day was only just beginning.
2:17, 7th of July, 2008: Ayva's House, Confrontation
Ayva's house was quite far from the school, but it was an amazing house in the suburbs. Two floors, brilliant green paint on the inside and the outside, but her room had a blue paint job, with thousands of posters of, guess who, the Jonas Brothers. She was an only child as well, which she made a point to bring up almost everytime they were at their house.
Ray walked into the familiar setting, having been here several times before. She was just so beatiful. Ray took this time to take in her image. She was about 5'5, long, flowing brown hair with red highlights, green eyes, a brilliant smile, perfect everything. He lost his motivation for the confrontation for the moment, before her parents said, "Ayva, Ray, we're going out for about 3 hours. Protect our little Ayva, Ok Ray?" It was a joke that her parents made everytime he visited, him being the male and everything.
"Ok, I'll make sure no-one hurts her," said Ray, disgusted at his own lie. He looked out the window to her backyard, where he saw her and Adam that day. He lost all remorse and had every intention of hurting her.
After her parents left, he stood up really quickly and said, "Why are you doing this?"
Ayva looked confused and replied, "Doing what?"
Ray almost threw the desk into the wall, "LEADING ME ON!" he roared at her, and she recoiled. He was amazed at the amount of anger pulsing through him, making him use all of his self-restraint to stop himself from breaking something.
"What?" she asked, still confused, tears starting to form,"What do you mean Ray?"
"I SAW YOU! I saw you with Adam, right there, in the backyard. Don't you dare deny it!"
Ayva looked horrified. Her face seemed to confirm all that Ray knew to be true and he broke. he broke inside and ran out of the house. Ayva made an attempt to chase, and managed to catch up with him.
"No, it wasn't like that," she said, sobbing heavily now,"I pushed him away, he didn't get farther than stripping me down to my bra."
"How can I believe you, huh?" Ray's eyes were starting to water now,"HOW?"
She kissed him passionately, a kiss he returned. It went on for about a minute, they were locked in a tight embrace, the tears had stopped. They broke and she said, "I love you Ray, does that prove it? You're the only one that makes me feel happy."
Ray just hugged her, holding her tight to him, never wanting to let go. However, the middle of the road was no place to do it.
Ray's ears picked it up first and as if everything started to happen in slow motion, they turned and saw the car coming. Adam James was driving it. He was old enough for his learners, since he started school later than everyone else. Ray pushed Ayva out of the way and attempted to jump onto the hood. He lost his footing as he landed and rolled right over the car and dropping to the asphalt road.he lay there, losing his senses and his blood, as Ayva screamed on her phone for help.
Last edited by Subaru7 on Sun Nov 23, 2008 9:02 am; edited 1 time in total (Reason for editing : More sections)
