Vampire Love by Alex Severini (good books for 8th graders TXT) 📕

The bell rings for class change for third period. I run through the halls as fast as I can, to get to my class not to be late. The bells rings, and I run in the class room right on time. I’m huffing and puffing trying to catch my breath from running so fast to get to study skills. Everyone looks at me with concern. I walk to the table and I just put my head down on the table, still trying to catch my breath. I’m sweating because I just got out of gym class, and gym is in the old building so I’m pretty far from my third period class, so I have to run to get to my class on time. Everyone in the classroom is basically doing nothing, because  study skills is a class where you do homework to get it done at school and don’t have to worry about it at home. But for me I get the chance to read some books I have been dying to read. Every day I would go to the library to get some manga books. I’m a huge fan of anime. So I try to read all the anime books are school has. So every time I’m in the class room I always go to the library. But one day this person, or I should say young boy, starts talking to me about something. Don’t get me wrong I love to talk to people but I was really nervous to talk to a boy. I haven’t had good time with boys. So I try to hang out with my girlfriends more than ever. Yeah sure I have like two guy friends. But we are just friends. We talk a little bit but not much. But this guy was interesting. He has brown hair. Light blue eyes. Like mine but they are lighter color then mine. He is taller then me. I’m to his chin I guess. I haven’t tried to actually see how tall I was compared to him. I’m a short girl. I have a short haircut. I have red faded tips and then blonde hair growing. My normal hair color is blonde. I dyed my hair because I have a big problem about self-imaging. Like I really don’t like the way I look so I got my hair dyed red, to make me look better, and I did but the color was fading and that was the first time I got my hair dyed and I liked it dyed. Anyways this boy was talking to me for most of the class period. And I had a good time talking to him and all but I was really shy, so I would just be on the computer playing some games to pass the time. Because like I said, I don’t really do my homework in that class. No one really enforces it to us in that class. And it was really fun because we could just chill. And I had some time to relax before my other classes I had to do. So the bell rings for the next class change, and I say my goodbyes to the new boy who I just met, and I head to my other class. I get to my other class and I see the same boy from study skills standing by my classroom door that I had next. I just stood there in confusion because how in the world did he get to my class first, and second how does he know that I have this class? So I walk to the door slowly. And I tap him on the shoulder. He jumps of course not expecting me to see him standing there. He looks at me in surprise and it looks like he was putting up an act. Then he just looks at me with a straight face on. And I ask him “ where is your class at, I don’t think this is your class”? He looks at me and says nothing and just walks away. I just stand there in confusion about what just took place. The bell rings, and I head inside my class room. Trying to figure out why that boy from study skills was standing outside of my class room, and acted like he didn’t know that I had this class next.

     The teacher was talking in front of the class teaching us about cells. Well I already knew this stuff because of middle school, and so I just sat there and was writing notes down on what happened before class started. I had no clue why that boy was by my class room. At first I though he was waiting for someone, but then I realized he was waiting for me. But how in the world did he get to my class room first? We are on the first floor and had to go up to the fourth. And that takes  a little bit because of traffic because of all the students. Still in the middle of a process of thinking how that was possible, the teacher calls  my name to answer a question. I wasn’t prepared to talk about cells so I was thrown off guard, and said something like cells are tiny. Everyone started laughing and I felt embarrassed for not knowing the answer. Usually the teacher would be smiling at me for saying the right answer, but today I didn’t say the right answer and she just gave me a look of pity. I just put my head down on the desk and covered my face because everyone was looking at me like I was nuts. Man at that point I just wanted to yell at everyone and say, why are you looking at me. But I didn’t I just kept my head down, I was trying to get back to the point where I was thinking about the boy. I got back to where I was at of my thinking process, then I see someone standing outside of the class room door. It was the boy that was standing outside of my class room before class started. He was just standing there looking through the glass window. I just looked at him in shock, and tried to act like nothing was up, because the teacher was talking and looking right at me. The boy gave me a sign of waving his hand to come here. And at first I shook my head no, but he kept doing it and finally I just gave up and nodded yes. And so he walked out of sigh from the window of the door. The teacher was pulling some papers out that we had to do for class work, and so I took my chance to ask the teacher for me to go to the bathroom. She said yes of course, and I rushed out of that class room as fast as I can. And when I got out of the door the boy was gone. I was so confused. Was I just seeing things, or was he really there in front of the classroom door? Then all a sudden I feel breathing on my neck. I turn my head slightly and I look to the side, the boy was right behind me looking down at me. My thoughts where racing. Because of fear and out of confusion. In his low voice he said “don’t be afraid its just me”. Has he puts his hand on my shoulder to tell me everything is okay. I turn around slowly and just look at him in confusion. I said softly “why are you wanting to see me, what’s going on?” He just shook his head and said “nothing is wrong I just wanted to see you, sorry for making you get out of class.” I just looked at him like this was a joke of some sorts. I said “first of all tell me your name, because you never told me it in study skills”. He nodded “sorry I didn’t introduce myself right away, my name is Carter Busse.” I just look down at the floor trying to not make eye contact. He asks “what is your name?” I mumble “ my name is Maria Severini”. I turn my head to the side, trying to still not look into his eyes. Carter asks “why aren’t you looking at me is something wrong?” I shook my head no, and tried not to say anything. But in my mind I wanted to push him against the wall, and ask him what the hell is going on? But I didn’t want to because we are in school. And I didn’t want to get in trouble. Fifteen minutes has passed, I was getting worried that someone was going to come out of my classroom and see me standing outside with Carter. Then I got an idea about how we could talk to each other during class. Well everyone in high school has a cellphone so in my mind he must have one. So I took the idea into action. “hay carter can I have your phone number, because it seems like you want to talk to me but we don’t have that much time to talk. So I think it would be easier for the both of us to text each other” I said. Carter nodded, and  took out his phone. He  pulled up the new contact page, and he gave me his phone. I put in my phone number and my name. When I was done, I put a comment in the notes area at the bottom of the page saying. Explain what is going on!  I get done adding the contact to his phone. I give him his phone back, and I start headed back to my classroom without saying goodbye.