Chapter 2 - A Grimmer to Remember

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"Second?" Laney questioned.

"Yes, Bodhi Grimmer was his name," She glanced at my schedule. "Here you are, History down the hall to your right. Have fun!" She squeaked.

Laney nodded with a smile bigger than ever. She squealed on her way out with a hop and shoved her schedule to Zee.

"History?" Zee laughed.

"Yep." Laney said popping the p.

"Oh my god, Mr. Hunter is totally like, the hottest teacher here, Laney."

"Zee, he's a teacher." Laney discouraged her friend.

"A hot one." Zee mumbled silently.

The two hopped off to first period. Not that Zee wasn't right about the teacher, but once they entered the classroom, Laney already felt like she and Mr. Hunter weren't going to be the best of friends. He stared daggers her way as his icy blue eyes followed her to her seat. His lips formed a scowl and his eyebrows turned down in anger. Zee, the whole time, smiled profusely as she kept her intense gaze at the 'hot teacher'. With a huff, Laney pushed her bag to the side as she rook her seat next to Zee. Mr. Hunter's gaze still locked on Laney. Ignoring him, she turned to Zee to talk for the fifteen minutes before class.

"Oh look who's here." Laney smirked eyeing the boy that just walked in.

"Oh yeah." Laney deadpanned.

"He's coming this way, oh my gosh." She said as he sat...right next to Laney.

"Hey." He sighed while adjusting himself in the somewhat small seat.

"Uh...hi." Laney whispered avoiding his eyes.

"First day huh?" He asked looking at Laney, her light brown hair tied up in a messy bun, and her neck covered in a maroon scarf.

"Yeah." Laney said looking down at the desk, once again avoiding his gaze.

"Looks like we'll be sharing a few classes." He snickered with amusement.

Laney rolled her eyes and decided to face him. He has deep brown eyes that peered at her with something, something she couldn't describe. They made her feel like she was they only one there. His eyes only saw Laney. A petit, small, teenage girl who, in her opinion, wasn't anything special.

"Ok class," Mr. Hunter's voice tore the two from their stare down. "We have to new students this year. Would you like to introduce yourselves Mr. Grimmer and Ms....Sanders." He seemed to choke on her name.

Standing up, Bodhi opened his mouth to speak, "Uh, I'm Bodhi Grimmer." He gave a weak smile, which literally made the whole female population faint.

Whispers from the 'popular' girls rose up, but stopped as soon as Laney stood up. Bodhi fixated his gaze on her and smiled with a twinkle in his eyes. He knew, somehow Laney was much more than she portrayed.

"I'm Laney Sanders, and I'm uh, actually a returning student...I wasn't here last year." She said quietly feeling the burning stares of the girls around her.

"Alright then, shall we get started?" Mr. Hunter picked up a marker from his desk and wrote on the board:

Mr. Hunter – History

Semester 1

Welcome Back Students!

"Lets take out your History textbooks and turn to page 31. Please take your time to read and jot down some notes." He spoke with a frown.

Rustling erupted from the class. Zipping and unzipping of bags, paper being ripped and pulled, and whispers filled the floors. Laney pulled out a pen and paper as well as her book. Letting it slide on her desk, she turned to the page and started writing. Bodhi sat for a while, his eyes curious and searching. He looked and watched as Laney hunched over, her head bowed down to her book, and some loose strands of her wispy hair falling from behind her small ears. Bodhi took his gaze from her and slipped his black leather jacket off and placed it on his grey Vans backpack.

He picked up his pen and wrote, questions and thoughts swarming his head. Zee, on the other hand had her iPhone in hand texting Laney, though her friend sat less then a foot away.

She wrote in the textbox: I think Bodhi has something for you, Laney. Better keep Becca on a tight leash before she steals him ;)

*Plink*

Laney looked up with a shade of red creeping up her cheeks. She looked as Mr. Hunter's head shot up and his gaze instantly focusing on the red faced Laney Sanders. He scowled at her, throwing hate her way. Laney's eyes grew big as he spoke,

"Ms. Sanders? Is there a reason why your device is making sounds, disrupting my class?" At that all heads were turned toward Laney.

"No sir."

"Well, better quiet that thing before I confiscate it." He smiled, but one of utter disgust and anger.

Laney nodded and picked up her phone. The text had come from no other than Zee Eulis. Laney looked up to see Zee with an apologetic expression on her face. Laney narrowed her eyes and her lips making a frown as she read the text. She looked up at Zee again, shock written on her face. She shook her head and turned to her left where Bodhi sat. He wrote on his paper quietly. His pen strokes long, but his writing messy.

Laney pushed the thought of Bodhi out and let school thoughts swarm her brain. History, being her least favorite subject, made it harder for her to take long detailed notes. The fact that the teacher couldn't stop glaring at her didn't help the want to go to class.

"Alright, lets go over the notes." Mr. Hunter started talking and Laney blocked him out.

She directed her gaze at the board, but let other thoughts wonder off into a land of dreams. Letting all thoughts of school, Bodhi, Zee, and Damon flow out in a stream. She set them aside and thought of her past. Luke, her parents, and California. The summer fun, the friends, and the beach. Then, that day. The day she left him. The day Laney saw the hurt, and sorrow in Lukes face when she turned her back and left. When he called and covered his sadness and anger.

"Laney...psst." A voice called.

Laney brought herself back to reality and let her vision adjust. She saw the class pilling out of the single wood door. "Hmm?"

"Um, class is over." Zee said in a 'duh' tone.

"Oh right." Laney said with a sigh.

She slung her backpack over her shoulder and headed to her next class. She new today would be a very...very long day.

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