Skeletons in the Closet by faze1315 Yeahright (classic books for 11 year olds .TXT) 📕

gym. I only looked through the little window on the door and I could still tell that they bad a bigger and nicer things in their gym. Not fair.
I sat at the very top of the bleachers in a corner and waited for Coach Dodd to let us leave to the track. But from here I could tell that she was having a very heated conversation on the phone and it would be awhile.
“It is always like this,” a girl walked up the bleachers to sit next to me. “I have only ever seen her once not on the phone and that was when she was crying.”
I nodded and looked around at the other girls. I could tell that they were watching us and very confused on why this girl was talking to me. I was thinking the same thing. “I’m Jenna by the way.”
“Alex.”
“Are you new or am I very blind?”
“New.”
“Cool. Where did you move from?”
“Alaska.”
“Do you always answer with one word, or something?”
“Mostly.” Coach Dodd blew her whistle and I ran down the bleachers. I was one of the last people to get on the track, but the first person to leave. I waited on the grass for the other girls to file in and for us to hear the directions on what we plan to do today.
I walked into my third period late. The teacher, Mr. Bounty, stopped what he was doing and took my schedule. Most of the students were in whisper frenzy, it is like they have never seen a new person. “It is nice having you in our class.”
“Likewise,” I folded my schedule and walked to the back of the class. Only two other people sat back here with me, a girl who was a wannabe Goth and a plain boy. I decided to sit next to the lateral. Mr. Bounty went back to his lesson and everyone turned back around in their seats. Each student was writing down notes in their notebook and that is when I realized…. “Pss.”
I poked the boy next to me and he looked up, “Can I borrow a pencil and a piece of paper?”
“How have you gone through two classes without some?”
“PE and Tech,” I motion a give it here sign and he happily gave over some. I could smell the blood in him and the sweat that was forming at his forehead. “What about you?”
“Reading and Math.”
“Boring,” I flipped my hair over my shoulders. This kid isn’t so bad, I thought. I wrote down a couple of notes, but after a while I realized, I wrote the same line over and over.
Instead I started drawling. I pictured a dragon with fire spitting fire out of its mouth and wings. Very large wings. I was just starting to shade when the bell rung. “Please turn in your paper.” I looked down at mine and walked up to the teacher to give it to him.
“Ms. Woods, a moment please?”
I shrugged and sat down at one of the front desks. He waited for everyone to walk out before he stood from behind his desk, “I know you are new here, but I will not let one of my students slack. I am not a teacher to be messed with Woods and I think I deserve your full respect.”
I sat my chin on my palm and stared into his eyes. I could feel the demon in me rise slightly and I pushed its power into my now yellow eyes, “Why would you say that?” I could feel his fear from the desk, so thick that I could touch it. So vulnerable that it would be so easy to fry his brain cells. “I think I deserve respect to, Mr. Bounty. I also believe that you will give me that respect.” I tilted my head and watched as he did as well.
“Also that paper, I gave you, the art was very good that you decided to give me an A on it. Understood?” Mr. Bounty slowly nodded his head.
The extent of my power is very dangerous. I could tell the whole American army to jump off a bridge and they would do it with a smile. Either out of fear or the pleasure they get from my eyes. “Nice having this convocation with you.” I got up and walked out of the classroom.
In the cafeteria, it was small and packed corner to corner with tables. I watched the football team wrestle over a muffin when a girl walked up to me. Two girls followed behind her and together they had more plastic then a bubble wrap factory. “I am Taylor and this is Diana and Katy.”
“Alex,” I tried walking past them, but they formed a triangle around me before I could really move.
“No need to rush, I just wanted to know if you wanted to sit with us.” She stared her icy blue eyes at me.
“Thanks, but no thanks. I would like to sit by myself.”
“Great, our table is the one… Wait what?” I walked past them and stood in the lunch line. All three of them walked behind me, “What do you mean, no?”
“No. I don’t want to sit with you. How can I explain it any further?” I grabbed a salad and a fruit bowl and paid. I walked across the cafeteria and outside.
It was fall and you could tell winter was coming quickly. The trees were already turning different colors and a cool breeze was in the air. I looked around the tables outside and found the boy in my science class.
I put my stuff down and sat in the seat across from him. He looked up and smirked, “Couldn’t stay away from me?”
“Yes, it was hard to breathe without you by my side,” I propped my feet on the table and stabbed a piece of watermelon with my fork. I looked up to see him staring at me, “What?”
“You are really sitting by me?”
“Well I was planning to, but if you want me gone?”
“No, it is fine, it is just I haven’t had anyone sit by me for a long time.”
“Why? You seem cool.”
He laughed and shook his head, “I think I am too. I am just at the bottom of the list.”
“What list?”
“Taylor, you probably already heard about her or met her, but she made a school website. Everyone can vote on who is most popular person in school and of course her and her pose is at the top.” I took a bite of my salad and ran my hand through my hair.
“What is it called?”
“Most Popular,” he dipped his French fry into ketchup and popped it into his mouth.
“Original.” I finished my food as the bell rung. I stood from the table and watched…. “What is your name?”
“My manners,” he held out his hand, “ James.”
“Alex,” I shook his hand and looked up at him. “You are very tall.” I am average height and this dude had at least a head on me. Chapter Two

I placed my backpack in my closet and hoped onto my computer. I logged in to my account and searched Most Popular. The first thing you saw was our high school, but it was designed in a way that made it seem like you are high.
Nothing was really on it only fashion tips, what is coming up now to a month away, and the list. It wasn’t all that special. Obviously Taylor and her pose is at the top, but also some guy. I read the name underneath, Casey Barns. I went through my memory of today and couldn’t remember hearing his name or seeing his face. Strange.
I logged off and went down stairs. Just as I entered the kitchen I heard the front door open and Bella walked in. She had a stupid grin on her face. ”Guess how my day was,” she boosted herself on to the counter and crossed her legs.
“Horrible,” I grabbed a banana and sat down at the table.
“No, silly,” she twirled a lock of her hair between her fingers, “I had a very good day. I was immediately befriended by this group of kids. They were awesome; they liked the same clothes, music, and topics.” She giggled. She looked down at me and her face grew expressionless, “Sorry, how was the first day at your school?”
“I made no friends, I think a group of girls will soon be my enemy, and I sweat in my first period. I think I had a pretty awesome day as well,” I shoved the whole banana in my mouth and shrugged. “It has good teachers, but the school isn’t really accepting me.”
“Well no offense, but you don’t really have the style that screams I’m friendly.”
I looked down at my combat boots and leather jacket, “I think my outfit isn’t the problem. It is the stupid humans and there way of things. I mean what the fuck do we need Facebook? I don’t really care what you’re doing every day, every second.”
“I like Facebook,” Bella scoffed.
“Of course you do, you get three hundred friends every school we go to.” I waved her off and decided to move into the living room. But instead of avoiding the fight, Bella wanted it to grow into something.
“I am sorry you don’t make friends easily. Maybe you should change your attitude.”
“I wasn’t saying that having four thousand friends is wrong. I was just saying I prefer to live my life in the shadows.” I flopped onto the sofa and clicked the remote. Justin walked in the house and sat down next to me.
“You have a package in the front room,” he grabbed the remote from my hand and changed the channel.
“Really from who?” Bella skipped away.
“Not you, Alex.”
“Really?” I got up and grabbed the package out of Bella’s hands. I climbed the stairs and went into my room. I closed the door and set the package on my bed. I went back down stairs and into the kitchen.
“Oh did you forget something?” Justin walked into the kitchen.
“Yeah scissors,” I grabbed some from the drawer and climbed the stairs again.
“I was thinking, you didn’t say Hi to me!” Justin called after me.
“Well now it is too late to say hi to you,” I pushed open my door and went straight to the package. I sliced open the package and pulled out a note.
Dear Alex,
I didn’t plan to move us around so often and I know you didn’t get