CHAPTER 2
School was as not fun as it always was. It was always something that I hated. School is supposed to be fun because you have friends but I have none. I think you’re at least supposed to have one friend in school. But that’s different for me. I went in class and took my seat. Today we were learning about how small molecules are and what are they. I liked learning. I just didn’t like the way kids were treated sometimes by other kids. You think that I’d be friends with one of the other kids that get’s mistreated but I’m not. I think it’s so mean that kids don’t include people or call people not popular. Popularity is just a way of “fitting in” or “being cool”. But when you’re in high school fitting in sounds terrible to me. Kids put you up to stuff and sometimes stuff other kids wouldn’t want to do. “Okay so has everyone thought of what they would like to write about for their projects?” I guess I dozed off. “What projects?” I blurted out. “Were you day dreaming, Elissa? “I guess so, sorry Mrs. Weston.” “It’s okay but please stay after class and I’ll fill you in.” “Okay Mrs. Weston.” Sounded great to me. I wouldn’t have to go to lunch! That means no more people teasing me, for today. So after class Mrs. Weston explained to me were doing a project about something you think you would want to change in schools. I thought that was excellent because I could do my project on popularity and how other kids mistreat other kids! I know that sounded weird but for the first time in years I was actually excited to do one of Mrs. Weston’s projects. I charged out of Mrs. Weston’s room and ran into our next class. It was Mr. Cabroki’s. He was the fun science teacher who let us learn about cool science and do cool assignments. Today we were learning about how grass keeps growing. “Well class I hope you had fun learning about this scientifically cool class. “Hey Mr. Cabroki?” I asked hoping he would respond. “Yes Elissa?” “Oh, I was just wondering is nature a real spirit?” “Elissa why would you ask such a question, the answer is no.” “Of course it is, sorry Mr. Cabroki!” Elissa noticed how he wasn’t even looking at her the whole time he was talking. She still believed nature was a spirit and she thought maybe he had something to do with it... Elissa rode on the bus every day except when well she didn’t feel like it. She walked a lot when she didn’t feel like riding the bus. “Hey Elissa how many times do you think you’ll trip?” “Let’s count, 1,2,3,4… “Knock it off.” Yelled Bradley Simmons. “What are you goanna do about it, huh Bradley?” “This”. Bradley punched Zack right in his stomach. “Mrs…. Mrs… and Zack just lay back in his seat. “Wow, thanks Bradley!” “No problem.” responded Bradley very confidently. “Bradley stared at Elissa. Elissa looked forward. When it was Elissa’s stop she got off and went into her house. How cozy and warm her house was in the winter. Bradley walked off in a different direction heading towards his house which was also nice and pleasant in the wintertime. “Dad I’m home!” yelled Bradley munching on some fruit snacks. “Son why are you home so late?” “What do you mean dad it’s only… 4:30!” “I don’t know maybe the bus driver lost track of time or there were more kids on the bus?” Meanwhile when Elissa got home, she could barely walk. Her legs sore and felt crumpled like a piece of trash. I headed up to my room and started to read the book we were assigned. I also wrote my other assignment and gently closed my eyes and feel asleep. I dreamed of a wolf. The wolf was oddly colored looked sort of blue but had black, brown, white, and red streaks across his body. He looked so different from all the other wolves I had seen. I wanted to pet him. But I knew it was just a dream. I saw another animal running towards him. It was my dog Eager. They played together like best friends. I wondered why. I kept on staring at the wolf as if my house exploded or my hair set on fire. I guess my dream was like a movie because I was watching it not really in the dream. I woke up by a startling shake. When I awoke completely I saw my mom in front of me saying “Wake up, wake up Elissa”. I then got up got dressed, had some cereal, brushed my teeth, brushed my hair, and finally got organized for what I called the underworld. I trotted off to school. I felt like walking which like I said before I either have to leave early or run fast! I got to school five minutes early and headed off to my first class. It was Mrs. Weston’s. I had started the project on how people in schools should not exclude people or call them “not popular”. I had gotten a really good start on it and a really good point of view. I sort of explained a lot about how they do mean things to people and what they do. Mrs. Weston took one look at it and told me that I was doing superb. She said that was a great decision I made and a great topic to do my project about. I left class feeling magnificent about my success. The next class was NOT Mr. Cabroki’s but Mr. Chimming’s. He was the really nice math teacher .Mr. Chimming’s was muscular and tall, He was also different from all the teachers for a couple of reasons. Number one: He was young. Number two: He had a lot of hair and it was brown. Number three he always dressed business like. Number four:He always carries important supplies with him like a pencil. Now let’s talk about Mrs. Weston. Mrs. Weston was pretty old. Mrs. Weston did have a usual amount of hair. Mrs. Weston was pretty darn boring. Now onto Mr. Cabroki. Mr. Cabroki had dirty blond, longish hair. He had black medium sized glasses like Mrs. Weston’s except hers were skinny. Mr. Cabroki tends to wear vests a lot. Yellow, blue, red, brown, you name it. He was very peaceful, like a hippie sort of. Mr. Chimming’s taught history. “Okay class today we are learning about spirits, does anyone know any?” “Yes Elissa?” “Mother Nature?”, “Very good!” “Anyone else”…
After that class I felt like Mr. Chimming’s believed in spirits.
I dreamed of another dream about that same wolf. Except this time someone else was sitting next to me. I squinted really hard and noticed that it was Bradley. Why was Bradley sitting next to me? Why was I having several dreams about this wolf? Why? I woke up not so startled this time because I had this dream so many times already. I took a step and realized where I was immediately, in the woods.