My Beastly Love by Tyler White (the reading strategies book txt) 📕

had a small SAVE THE EARTH shirt with little puppies seated on the top, the other girl had olive skin with forest green eyes, her dark straight brown hair made her look shabby. Her long nails were painted hot pink and her flipflops stood out in neon green. The last one had pale skin and light hair, her eyes were huge and beautiful. She was nicer, in looks. I grunted when I finally recognized who they were...The group of girls were called The Calla Lillies which was the most crappiest name I had ever heard of.
The blonde was Stacey Johanssen, the girl who was the head captain on the cheerleading squad and the girl who messed with all the guys. The guys were no appeal to me but she just loved to toy around with them. The olive skinned girl was Karliee Mason, the girl who followed Stacey around like a puppy, looking up to her like her role model. When Stacey moved, Karliee moved too. They were like magnets. The last one was the skinniest and tallest, that was Sarah Scarlett, the girl who read the books, hit study hall, and always studied for a test. The opposite of me. Stacey was opening her locker and rubbing pink lip gloss all over her juicy lips. She smacked her lips and puckered, admiring herself in her mirror.
Karliee was whispering something in Stacey's ear that made her laugh. It was a small faint laugh and was like a clear bell. No wonder the boys drooled over her. Sarah was grabbing three books out of her locker, each time reading a page or two. "Sarah, let's go!" Stacey called out to her, her voice was high-pitched and she squeaked like a mouse. Stacey smoothed her skirt out and smiled delicately. "Come on girls, we have things to do, people to make fun of, and boys to kiss." Stacey held her head high and paced along the hallway. Suddenly she turned around and faced me, her glittery eyes shot through mine like a laser.
Elizabeth somehow knew Stacey was going to come over to us so she whirled me around and told me to grab some books from my locker, even though I didn't need them till next period. "Oh look girls, it's the morons! Look at their black clothes, there disgusting just like their faces!" Stacey smirked and laughed, her little mouth barely moving. Elizabeth had her hand up ready to smack Stacey across her delicate face, but I pulled her hand back and told her to keep walking. She refused and lunged towards Stacey, who backed away as quickly as possible. "Elizabeth no!" but I was too late. Elizabeths hands were tightly wrapped around Stacey's little neck. I waited to hear the snap but didn't. I scratched Elizabeths hands to make her release. "Ouch!" Elizabeth released and her worried eyes locked into mine. "Why'd you scratch me?! That hurts!" She wiped the blood of her hand and did a face at Stacey, barring her teeth.
"Ok, let's go." I tugged Liz's arm and pulled her like a helpless puppy to our classroom. Liz stopped and put her back against the locker, her eyes stared up at the ceiling. My brain was floating with joy when I knew exactly what Liz was going to do. She smiled and evil grin, "Hey, give me a boost." I put one hand over the other and let her rest her foot on my hands. I balanced her out and felt her weight crush my hands. The pain wasn't so strong I wanted to stop, my hands were just begining to hurt. They were turning dark red. "Hurry!" She slammed her fist against the vent once, twice, a third time then I heard a crunch and knew the vent was open. She climbed inside and the numbness of my fingers was fading.
"Come on!" Elizabeth wailed, I shook my head and winked, that was the que to go ahead and I'll play along. I walked off and opened the door softly. The door creaked loudly and that led everyone's head towards me. I stood embarrassed and shut the door, stumbling to my seat. "Why are you late..." Mr. Cole was stacking papers and sorting them out to each class. He never looked at me. He just pushed his eyeglasses up his nose and kept grading. "My mom wasn't up in time." I knew I was lying but what would he do? Call my mom? "Yeah...Ok..." He knew I was lying but he smiled anyway. "Where is Elizabeth Vine?" I shrugged and headed off to my seat which was in the way back. "Class, we will be having a new student. His name is Kaden Carter so I would like you to give him a nice warm welcoming. He should be coming in any minute so-" He cut off mid-sentence.
In a blink of an eye, the new student stood at the door. He had tan skin and dark brown eyes, like a wolves. His brown hair was wavy and he had strong biceps and long hard hands. His face was gorgeus, a face so bright it seemed that if you stared at it for too long, it would blind you. He merely smiled and looked at me. I stared back, gazing into his sweet brown eyes. "Please, take a seat next to Erica, she's sitting right over there," Mr. Cole pointed to the seat next to me.
Kaden squirmed through the row of desks, his books almost dropping out of his dark hands. I tried to concentrate on our work and not stare but it was hard not too. My eyes fluttered away from him and down on our worksheet. All the words seemed to be morphed into backwards letters. Did I mention I was dyslexic? I heard a loud clatter and found that Elizabeth broke the vent inside the classroom. She poked her head out of the vent, "Hey Mr. C!" She smiled bright and showed all of her teeth. She managed to fit her little body out and jump on the desk. When she sat down, Mr. Cole stared at her, giving her the worst look he could. He failed. Again.
She took her notebook off her desk and threw it at Mr. Cole's desk. It smacked the stapler and bounced off the desk and flopped on the ground. "Oh. Sorry." Elizabeth said in her most sarcastic voice. "Detention." Elizabeth was always in a bind of trouble and gave Mr. Cole a very hard time. If she wasn't in the class, Mr. Cole would be the happiest teacher alive.
Getting detention was a regular basis for Elizabeth, day after day the only word Mr. Cole spoke to her was 'detention'. In the least, Elizabeth didn't care. She was actually happy to be in detention, but obviously lied about it and pretended that it was the worst.
"Well, let's get started class." He swallowed an asprin and gulped down water. Kaden looked at me, his eyes pouring into mine. His gaze was so strong I felt like nothing was around me. It felt like gravity had disappeared and he was the only thing keeping me on earth. It felt like I was hypnotized, like if I looked at something else, I would die. He never looked away. Neither did I. His face wasn't easy to read, his eyes were blank with no expression. I felt drool start to drizzle out of my mouth and on the desk. I guess he didn't mind because he kept staring. I wanted him to say something, but he didn't.
I tried to drop my gaze, but I couldn't. I wanted to stare as long as possible. Never let my gaze drop, it was like he was telling me to never lose focus. The desks seemed to be swirling and I was in a blank world with only him. His face was so perfect I couldn't do anything but stare. Even if the world was being torn down I would still be staring. Half of me wanted to let it go but the other half wanted me to keep staring. I went with the second idea and gazed into his sweet dark chocolate eyes.
I felt myself suffocating, like I had no more breath inside of me. It felt like my throat was swelling up like a balloon, blocking my air passage. A thought flashed in my mind, I was drowning underwater with him in front of me, holding me down. The water was freezing cold like ice but his hands were blazing hot. I needed to breathe but I couldn't get up. I struggled and paddled like a dog. He was still holding me down. I was about to explode. My hair looked like seaweed in the water, flowing left to right. I screamed only feeling the water rush through my throat. I only had seconds left. I wanted to get up. I tried thrashing my head around but he still held onto my arms. I slightly opened my mouth but only water gushed through.
I screamed as loud as possible and blinked. The room was still and all the heads were turned to me. They stared in shock, all of there eyes bulging wide. "Erica...Are you alright?" My mind was spinning so fast I could barely speak. I finally realized I was sweating like heck, the warm water drizzling down my neck. My face was red hot and my neck felt dry and hard. "Do you need to go to the nurse, you look sick?" Mr. Cole pressed his hand against my head and sighed heavily. "Feels hot. I think you need to go home, Erica." I barely nodded and let Mr. Cole grab my shoulder and help me up. He walked me out the door and all the way down the hall.
My head felt like someone was crushing my temples. I almost tipped over, feeling woozy. "You ok there?" He rubbed my shoulder and turned the corner, almost running me into the walls. The nurses office wasn't that far away, we turned another corner and I was standing in front of Mrs. Jean, wearing her nurse clothing. Her blonde hair was in a tight ponytail and her clean face was clear of zits. She looked about twenty but