Wisp Of The Constellations

Chapter 7

As I open my locker, I glance at the photos of a milky way taped to the door. I grab my bag, and sling it over my back, shutting my locker and walking to first hour. Orchestra. I play the cello, and I enjoy it a lot. I have guitar class 8th period.

As I walk into class, I hear boys snickering and girls laughing. Oh gods, are they annoying! Grabbing my cello and bow from the instrument rack, I sit down and begin tuning it. It takes a bit before it sounds nice. I take my sheet music put and place it on a black music stand, starting a pizzicato run-through, just so I know the notes.

After class, I grab my bag and shoulder check a few kids before walking out of class with a smug smirk. I love shoulder checking people, especially when they scoff afterwards? Oh that's gold.

I soon hear Aikaterine muttering and stirring, i'm not sure what to do but ignore him, even though ignoring things or people I love always backfires. The guilt will eat at me, and consume me slowly until I speak or acknowledge them.

So, in turn, I try not to ignore people I like. I have to keep quiet and not open my mouth much, due to my new. . . "Fangs." I have no clue what's going on to be honest. Biology is my next hour, and I love the class. Bad people, good teacher, good subjects. I head into the class, the bell rings as soon as I sit down. At least I wasn't tardy?. . For once. I'm trying to pull myself back up from my mental spiral, which has just been getting deeper and dragging me farther than I thought. Aikaterine isn't helping.

I grab my fine pointed pen, and wait for the teacher to pass around papers, which is ever so slowly. . Unfortunately. I finally get my paper and thank her, writing down my name in my horrid handwriting. I haven't been able to improve in my handwriting for a while, I thought I would but maybe I was wrong. Hopefully i'm not wrong. Just as Aikaterine said. 'things will get better, sooner or later. For you, it just might be later.' he has some good inspirational quotes, which I find funny since he's basically a serpent. . .

Getting off task here -- . . Skimming through my biology work, I start writing down the apparent answers I know.