2 October 2012
---Elisabeth's P.O.V--- I had magic powers. I could move things with my mind. This was crazy! I am currently sitting at my desk in 8th period. I was staring at my pencil intently and out of no where, the pencil flew across the room and hit the teacher in the back of the head when he was standing in front of the class teaching something on the chalk board. Everyone laughed. I didn't get detention luckily because no one saw what happened because it happened so fast.
When the bell rang, I gathered all of my stuff and ran out of class. I skidded down the hall trying not to bump into anyone. I reached the school door and opened it up hastily. The cool breeze from out side hit me like an iron pan to the back of my head. I walked down the stairs slowly feeling free. Today was going to be a good day.
---Noah's P.O.V--- I have been missing for 3 days. I have been staying at Alyssa's house. Her parents didn't mind. I loved it here and I actually thought about staying here for a little longer but I knew it was time to get home. I sighed as I picked my sweat shirt up off of Alyssa's floor. I breathed in the scent of her room keeping the sweet smell in mind. Her room smelled like cherries, just like her. The smell intoxicated me. She intoxicated me. I heard a knock on the door and looked over to see Alyssa smiling at me. I walked over to her and gave her a big hug. I lifted her off the ground and she wrapped her legs around my waist. "I'm going to miss you." I whispered as I nuzzled my head in the crook of her neck. She didn't say anything in return knowing just the thought of saying good bye would make her burst into tears. We stayed like that for a while in silence. I felt comfort being in her room. I felt safe. It was something I have never experienced before. It wasn't awkward sitting in silence with her, it was actually good. I am going to have to get used to being away from her...
---Payton's P.O.V--- I felt sick. I wanted to go away. I wanted the pain in my chest to go away. I wanted everything to go away. I felt dead. I felt abnormal. I wanted to die. I was still cutting. My life was ruined. Noah hates me. My Mom hates me. My dad hates me. My family hates me. I'm dead to everyone.
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