Open Me Up

Chapter three: Project

He was wearing a tight black V-neck, dark blue skinny jeans, a black hoodie and combat boots. Like mine, but a bit bigger.

"Uh, just call me May," I told him. He smiled crookedly down at me and nodded.

"So, I see we are assigned to work together?" Alex asked quietly. I nodded and leaned back into my seat.

"Yeah, but I like to work alone," I said, harsher then I intended. He looked hurt for a moment, but covered it up before I could be sure.

"I see. So uh, what do we do now?" he asked, sitting in the chair in front of me and turning to face me.

"I don't know," I shrugged. "I guess we could choose a virus for now and research it later."

"That sounds cool," he said, looking at the floor. I narrowed my eyes at this dude.

He wasn't like all the other guys, starring at my chest and giving my the rapey eyes. He seemed, more modest. But he was also the only guy I saw here so far that was emo.

And then the girls. Every girl in the class was eyeing him lustfully, I noticed. I don't know why, but it infuriated me. I shook my head and turned my attention back to Alex, before I exploded.

"Cool. Which virus?" I asked lightly. He looked up, his pale cheeks slightly flushed.

"Uh, maybe the chicken pox virus? It's the easiest, but has the most research," he offered. I nodded.

"Sounds good," I agreed. "When do you want to start?"

"I would today, but I have to do something after school so, yeah," he told me, never looking straight at me.

"Yeah. Maybe later," I offered uncertainly. Then the bell rang for lunch and Alex jumped up and left out the door.

I got up, grabbed my bag and headed out to the cafeteria. I bought my lunch and went to sit where I normally did, by myself in one of the corner tables. I slowly ate my lunch.

I looked up, to see I wasn't the only one sitting alone. Alex was one table over, sitting by himself, reading. I was curious.

I was also tempted to get up and go sir by him, but I thought otherwise. He glanced up at me, and his emerald eyes were burning. My cheeks flushed and I looked back down, finishing my salad.

I got up and threw my trash away, then went outside to hang out by the walk. I pulled out my iPhone and headphones, turned up my music, stuck my headphones in my ears and blared BVB till lunch was over.

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The rest of the day went by in a blur, and I noticed that Alex was only in one of my other classes. Ugh.

Once I finally escaped the school, I ran out to the bus, trying to lose Dean that had asked me out to a date tonight. I said I was busy, and he tried to grab me up into a hug, so I ran. I ran into the bus.

"Damn girl, you being chased by a banshee or something?" the bus lady asked. I laughed breathlessly.

"Pretty much, yeah," I answered. I took my seat in the back and pulled out my music and a book.

I listened to my whole soundtrack and read Wuthering Heights till the bus stopped at my stop. I got out and began walking up the sidewalk to my house.

I got home, told my parents 'hi' and then headed up to my room to lay in solitude.

I picked up my acoustic that stood next to my fender and Gibson SG, and played a solo song I wrote.

I actually got through playing and singing the whole song without breaking down.

I felt seriously empty. I had no life here, no reason. What I was doing up in Atlanta, that was my calling. Here, I had none.

I laid the guitar on the bed beside me ands sank down onto my back. I flailed my arms out in the bed and propped my legs up while staring at my ceiling poster of the Black Veil Bride's band members. Beside that I had a Green Day poster, for the American idiot album.

"You guys have it easier then I do," I whispered to Billie Joe and Andy. "You're still living out your dream."

I closed my eyes and started to day dream. Mostly about music and awesome bands. Peirce the Veil entered my day dream some how.

Then I found myself day dreaming about Alex. Why, I don't know, and probably wouldn't know. I opened my eyes and sat up, trying to erase Alex Harpp from my mind.

I was already crushed as it is, I didn't have time for a heart break to finish me off.

I went into the kitchen and got out a tub of icecream, ate half of it, put it back and looked outside.

The rain was falling lightly, and there was no sun shining. It was grey, and very beautiful.

I smiled. Perfect. I ran up to get my headphones and music, pulled on my combat boots, pulled on my hoodie and the hood then walked outside to my rope swing.

I had one back at Atlanta, a rope swing. My dad out one up here, too, and it was the funnest thing I had to do here. I turned my music on to shuffle and let the variety play while I swung in the rain.

I was positive that someone was watching me. I got the eery feeling that there was something more then wild life standing in the woods, but maybe not.

There was only two other houses near where I lived. One off far to the back, and on next door. But they were quiet, and old people so we were never bothered.

I swung on my swing and let the rain drip down my face, most likely causing my eyeliner to run, but I didn't care.

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Once I had came back inside, I walked up to my room, threw off the boots and fell into my bed. I let my music continue playing. It helped me fall asleep.

I was sure that tomorrow something was going to happen, but not a bad bad thing.

I let myself dose off happily, not really caring that I was still fully dressed. I let myself be lulled by my music, still playing at random.

I fell asleep listening to Pop-rocks & Coke by Green Day.

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