7. Chapter 7
The next morning when I woke up my mom had already left. It was unusual because she would wake me up to say goodbye before heading to work. I wonder if she is still mad about yesterday. I sigh and head into the bathroom brushing my teeth and taking a shower.
I hurry back to my room to get dressed and run downstairs. I walk slow to school not in a rush to get there. When I get to Ms. Edwards class I was still five minutes early. I sit in my seat and pull out my stretchbook just as I start to draw the door opens.
I look up to see Luke walk in. I look back down at my sketchbook and pretend that I didn't see him. I didn't feel like talking to anyone today. I am still upset from last night. I tense up as he sits next to me.
"So what's your real name. I could call you freak like everyone else but I feel it's better to call someone by their real name instead of their nickname" He says and my hand slows to a stop and I look up at him. I couldn't tell if he was trying to be nice or an asshole. The way he had said and the way he is staring so intently.
"Hazel" I mumble lowering my gaze again.
"Well it's nice to meet you formally I'm luke" He says somewhat kindly.
"It's nice to meet you too" I whisper starting to sketch again.
"Your really good" He says and I look back up to him.
"You think I'm a good" I ask suprised he cared.
"Most people would just draw the trees but you draw everything around it I can feel the emotions you feel just by looking at the drawing" He says.
"What do I feel?" I ask and he leans a little closer to me causing my heart to beat a bit faster than before.
"You feel lost alone scared and your worried though I don't know what about. I will figure it out soon though don't worry" He says winking at me.
I open my mouth to respond but the bell rings. I glance at him as the class begins wondering what he means.