Full Moon by Elaina H (short novels in english txt) 📕

“Where is he?” Jordan shrugs and bites his nails. “That’s a nasty habbit, you should really kick it.” Jordan shrugs. “You go ahead and get to class, I’ll wait for, dipstick.”

“That’s what you’re going with?” I shove Jordan and he looks over his shoulder and smiles at me. “See you later, Gwen!”

“Bye, dork!” I slide over to Finn’s locker and wait. “Come on,” I mutter, “I’ve got thirty seconds until the bell.”

I stand there, looking like an idiot, and the bell rings. I stalk down, without Finn, to the art room. I fling open the door and go straight up to Finn, who is laughing hysterically with the Devil, Jessica Dahm.

“You could have at least told me you were gonna ditch, idiot!” I glare at him, and he turns to look up at me.

“Whatever,” I glower at him.

I slam my books down, “Whatever!? Okay, never mind,” I turn around with my books and take a seat by myself at the back of the classroom.

I hear Jessica murmur to Finn, “Don’t worry, apparently we’re not good enough for her anyway. At the beginning of the summer…,” Jessica, thank God, is cut off my Ms. Jay who starts teaching.

“Ms. Gwen Greene? You were late, correct?” Ms. Jay stares you down, you cannot lie.

“Sorry, Ms. Jay,” she nods and looks at me pointedly.

Finn speaks up, “Wait! It was my fault. I’m new here, and I told her I dropped my notebook back at the lockers. Gwen said it would be quicker for her to go grab it sense she knew the school better. It is my fault, Ms. Jay,” she glares at Finn.

“Okay, I guess you can both have a tardy, since you want one,” she hands us both slips; warning slips.

I shove it in my binder, and open my agenda. That’s my second tardy, one more and I get a detention, which would be just lovely.

Ms. Jay begins explaining the day, “You all know what to do, we started on our new wildlife projects. Finn, find someone to explain.” Ms. Jay turns and continues grading the Senior’s sculpture projects.

I start shading in the picture of the full moon that I decided to draw. It’s extremely cheesy, but I have a huge lacking in the creativity department, and since I just read a werewolf book it was the first thing that come to my mind.

Suddenly, behind me a voice speaks up, “Will you explain this to me, princess.”

I glare, “Yea, right! Ask somebody else, dipstick. Next time you want my help, it might be in your best interest to be kind to me.” I wait for him to leave.

“Will you, please, explain the project to me, princess?” he smirks and I frown.

Sighing, I answer him, “Draw wildlife, there you go.”

“Aren’t you going to say thanks before I walk away to get paper?” Confused, I stare at him.

“Thank you, for what?”
“I told Ms. Jay that I did it,” he looks at me like ‘duh!’.

I watch him blankly, “You do know you just got yourself a tardy, loser. It didn’t really help me any, but nice try,” he frowns and stalks away to get paper.

For the rest of class, I keep shading my full moon, and when I’m done with the moon I add in the trees and the shrubs.

Suddenly, I feel a presence behind me, too close, “What-are-you-doing?” I ask angrily.

Finn slides into the seat next to me, “Looking at you drawing, of course. It’s very good.”

“It’s alright. I only draw at school, my mother would not be happy with that time waster.”

Finn huffs, “Yea, that sounds oddly familiar.”

I raise an eyebrow, “Really?”

He waves me off, and cracks his neck instead of answering my question.

“Are you actually going to draw something?” I ask as I gesture toward his blank paper.

“Maybe. Probably. I did the whole ‘bad kid’ thing at the last two schools, it’s probably time for a change. Don’t you think?”

“Uh, yea! I’d say so, dipstick.”

Finn chuckles, “It seems to me, you are sticking with dipstick, princess.”

“Until you call me Gwen, I’ll call you dipstick, even if it embarrasses you.”

“I’ll have you know, princess,” he whispers in my ear as the bell rings, “I don’t get embarrassed easy.”

The corners of my mouth pull up, “Challenge accepted, dipstick.”

Third and fourth period flew by, leaving me with lunch, and the lovely choice of who to sit by. My choices: Anna, Alice, Jordan, or Finn.

Anna was a no, Alice was a maybe, Jordan would be sitting next to him, and Finn was… Finn.

That left myself and Alice. I stood in line and picked up an apple, apple juice, and a cheese stick.

Searching the cafeteria for my younger sister was very embarrassing.

When I spotted Alice, I headed toward her table, stopping short when I saw her making out with the sophomore she was talking to earlier this morning.

Alice! What was she thinking? What was she doing? Oh, God, this is terrible! She’s fourteen she’s not supposed to have a boyfriend!

My mouth was gaping and my jaw was on the floor. The thought that my little sister was dating another one of those idiotic boys made my heart stop and made my throat close up.

“Pretty gross seeing freshman like that, huh?” the voice said from behind me.

I turned around, “Excuse me?” I had absolutely no clue who this shrimp of a kid was.

“Sorry. I just saw you staring at her like that and figured you were thinking the same thing I was,” I raised my eyebrows, urging him to explain. “That he’s a total idiot and she way to great to date him. That’s Alice Greene, you know.”

I nod, “I know, I’m her sister.”

The whip of a kid stares at me and doesn’t speak for a moment, “Huh, that explains a lot.”

“What does that explain,…” I don’t know his name.

“It explain why you look very similar, why you’re both very pretty, and that she always talks about how amazing her older sister is and I could never understand what she saw in Anna.” I laugh at the last part because I could see the confusion.

“She never mentioned you before, what’s your name?” he grins.

“The name’s Greg,” I hold back laughter.

“Greg? Well, you’re very sweet, Greg, and it was a pleasure to meet you.” In my head I add and totally random and a little creepy.

As I look for a new seat, I catch a glimpse out the large glass doors that show the courtyard.

The heat would give anybody a stroke, but sitting right in the middle is Finn, of course, and he’s lying on his back taking a nap.

Maybe I can just sit a good five feet away from him, and he won’t notice. That way it’ll look like I’m sitting with somebody, but I’m really not.

No. Gwen, that is a bad idea. Bad Gwen!

I stand in the center of the cafeteria, and spot Emily Watson again. She doesn’t notice me, which is a surprise since everyone seems to be noticing me today. I wish she would notice me, I wish she would call me over and pat the seat next to her like old times, but she doesn’t.

I feel a pair of eyes on my back, and I glance over by shoulder.

He is watching me with a smile on his face that offsets his features, and scares me half to death. He winks at me, and I can’t breathe, my breath caught in my throat.

He doesn’t break eye contact, I do. I whip around and throw open the heavy glass doors, and move out in the school courtyard. A wave of hot air is sent into the cafeteria, and I automatically begin to sweat when I step outside.

My heart pounds in my chest, and I can’t get a grip. I take deep breaths, and head toward the stretched boy on the lawn.

I head over toward Finn, and he doesn’t even notice me. I debate with myself about whether I should make my presence known.

I decide to give myself a minute to calm down before clearing my throat.

“Oh,” he looks up at me, “what are you doing out here?” Finn squints, and pushes himself up into a sitting position.

I shrug, “Shove off! I was trying to be nice!” he rubs his forehead, and rests his chin of his fist.

“That doesn’t sound like something a cheerleader would say, princess,” he yawns, and stretches his arms up toward the sky.

Ignoring his comment, I try and avoid looking at him. “So…why’d you move here? To America’s crappiest town ever.”

“Sorry, princess. This is not a good day for twenty questions, unless I’m the one asking them.” He murmurs this last part harshly, “Since I’m always interrogated my idiotic brother.”

I leap at the chance of a conversation, “You have siblings?!”

Finn jerks back at my sudden outburst, and scratches his head before deciding that it’s a safe question to answer, “Yeah, two brothers and a sister.”

“That’s cool. Older or younger?” out of the corner of my eye I see kids staring at us from inside the cafeteria.

“Cal is the oldest, Lydia is next, then me, and finally Aaron,” the conversation ends.

I attempt to start it again, “Do you get along with any of them?”

“No.”

“Really?”
“Yes.”

“Why not?”

“This could go all day, princess. I’m not really a fan of talking about my family.”

“Last question, why aren’t they at school?”

He shrugs, “Aaron will probably start coming, but the others are old enough to get out of school.”

End of the conversation.

I slouch a little and sip my apple juice. After what seems like forever I turn to him, “Do you want this,” I hand the apple and cheese over to him, “I’m not really that hungry.”

Finn stares at me and the sun glows through his hair. It’s the first time I realize how attractive he is. His black hair and forest green eyes along with his super tan make him mysterious. His nose is a little crooked, but in a cute kind of way.

His grin is lopsided and his teeth are white.

Finn has a little bit of a five o’ clock shadow and shorter hair.

He was at least six foot three and had muscles bigger than the quarterback. Which, I hadn’t seen before because he hadn’t taken his very cool leather jacket off. ‘Stop thinking about him, Gwen!’ I tell myself.

“Hello, Gwen? I said sure, if you’re not hungry,” I shook my head and handed him the food.

In two blinks, the food was devoured. He smiles at me and my stomach knots up.

‘No’ I chastise myself ‘you are riding solo this year. No boys because they’re all idiots!’.

A group of guys slowly meander over toward us. “Watch out boys!” one of them shouts. “We don’t want to get it her path!”

The other one smiles and gets on his knees, bowing down, “We’re not worthy!” All three follow suit, and my cheeks instantly go red because I know the whole school is watching from the cafeteria windows.

“Leave her alone,” Finn growls. The boys stand up and make faces at him. But, they back away out of fear because they know they’d be beat even though it’d be three to one.

I cross my fingers hoping he won’t say a thing, “What was that?” I look up at him through my eyelashes.

“Nothing.” I’m quick to answer, “It was just something that happened over the summer. Really it was just embarrassing. I was kind of mad at,” I pause, “everyone.”

“Ooo,” he says with a wince, “what did everyone do to you?” I roll my eyes.

“Ah, shut it, dipstick.”

“Come one, princess, the bell’s going to ring any minute now,” Finn stands up and reaches his hand out to me.

He pulls me up a little too hard and I slam into his shoulder, “Ouch!”

“Sorry!” he looks at my shoulder, worried.

I take a step back, “I’m good.”

As we walked back to the school, I wonder if he didn’t do it accidently on purpose.

Chapter Three

After the last half of school is over, in which I have two classes with Finn, I leave to