The bell rang and I was off to my second period class. My usual route to Mrs. John's usually admitted to walking through the hallway and up the stairs. But something is giving me a scense of misleadence in my mind. I can feel a strange presence in the school, and it doesn't feel right.
I didn't say a word to Tiffany Easton, my best friend because one; she never stops talking, and two; she would think I'm crazy for feeling this way. She's the type that will love you and claim to never let you go, but she is also the type that will leave you for someone better if she get's the chance.
As soon as we got to Mrs. John's classroom, I sat where I usually did, in the middle of class. And this day started off like any other day, I woke up, combed out my thick blonde hair, changed, and headed off to school. Eat breakfast, go to first period, now here I am; in second period.
"So Natalia, how'd your weekend go?" asked Barbara. She was similar to me some might say. Blonde, smart, bookworm, but she isn't well coordinated, and spends way too much of her time making more and more friends.
"I stayed home-" and before I could finish my sentence, she interrupted like she normally does.
"Cool! I went to the Shore, and I met a group of girls, and we hung out and talked to a bunch of guys and ah. It was an amazing beach weekend for me." she opened her book, and I followed her up.
That feeling was coming back to me. That warm, tingly, & heart stopping feeling. And just then, a guy came in and gave a late note to the teacher. Nobody in the room looked up at him but me. His black hair, dark clothes, and flawless skin, all goes along perfectly with his face, and wonderful green eyes that sparkled in the light coming from the windows. But nobody noticed him, and not a single head turned when he flipped his hair, and no one dared to even offer him a chair whenn he needed one. I'm the only one who's falling for him.
I looked back down at my history book and continued reading. I tried not to stare too much at him, or he might think I'm weird. He sat near the back, just not all the way there, he's right next to that kid Gerard Way, and his brother Micheal; or "Mikey" as most call him. I sometime's call him Micheal,and I sometimes call him Mikey {but either way, he's still the same to me. Nothing but the 'kid in black at the class, trying so hard on his reading, makes it seem like he'llget brain cancer.'
Frank quietly laughed to himself, and I slowly turned my head to him, and he was looking direstly at me. I went back to reading, trying not to focus on him so much. But there was something about him that was so... mysterious. But anyways,
The Trojan War was fought between Afro-
Heh, I cannot read the rest. It says 'Afrodeti' and the Romans. I'm tired, I think I'm gunna take a nap.
"Barbara, wake me up if Mrs. John's coming our way, k?" she smiled & nodded, and I laid my head down on the table and took a nap.
But even though I was sleeping, I could still feel the presence of him in the room, or maybe I'm just jumping to conclusions, and maybe I'm just... crazy...

"Natalia wake up. Class is over." said Barbara, I sat up and put my book in my bag, and zipped it up.
Hey, that 'feeling' is gone. I looked where that guy sat, and he wasn't there. I wish I knew his name though. I went to second period with Barbara, which is up the stairs and down the halls, & up thestairs, second door to the left. But the closerI got to the door, the more of that 'feeling' came back.
"Barb, do you feel that?" I stopped her from talking.
"Feel what? I don't feel anything." She started walking again.
"It's a buzzing feeling Barb, like that tingly feeling after your feet fall alsepp, but it's all over my body." I slowly started going towards the classroom, Barb went in front of me and walked in, while I stood by the doorway. I didn't want to go in there because I didn't know what was going on, it's civics. On top of that, I felt like my phone was vibrating all over my body and it got worse the closer I sepped to thedoor. It was relaxing, but a tad bit painful. I need to see the nurse.
I went to the nurses office and she said nothing was wrong with me. In here, I didn't feel that vibration feeling. So I went back to class but it got worse, and worse the closer (once again) I got. I went in class to have everyone stare at me.
"Natalia, take a seat next to Frank." said Mr. Fishe. I moved over to him, and sat down. I didn't complain, I wasn't in the mood.
Sorry Nat, you werent in here so we couldn't be partners, what happened?" said Barb clutching my sweater sleeve.
"Nothing." She let go, and the feeling got worse,and my wholebody was shaking. I looked down at my hands that were shaking like a mad man's. I dropped my things to the floor and sat down, I dropped my pencil, AH SNAP!I reached down to grab it, but when I did, I seen that kid next to me grab it. And I DO recall Mr. Fishe calling him Frank, since no other seat was available but him. I didn't even notice, I just sat where the oly aailable seat was. I picked it up, still looking at him at the same time.
"Can I help you?" he said. Our eyes broke contact and he looked towards the front of the class looking angry now.
"Sorry, I was just-"
"Cool Story Bro." He sounded mad. What the hell did I do? I didn't do anything, or do I smell weird, or do I have bad breathe?
"Do you feel that?" He said. I looked down at my hands that were shaking like crazy. I nodded my head.
"I'm shaking, as if I'm cold but I'm not cold, I feel normal but the shaking is a bit over my limits." he said once again.
"You feel that too?" I said. I touched hishand that was resting on the table, but right when I touched it, I stopped shaking; I looked up at him, and he looked at me.
"You." I said.
"What's your name?" I smiled slightly. I removed my hand and slowly started shaking again.
"Didn't you hear the teacher? It's Frank." He touched my hand again, to stop the shaking.
It's weird because the longer his hand was on mine, the colder he got.

Notes

Renny Here.
Nice to know you read this bro. I'll update when I get the chance.