Spirit Traveler

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Chapter 2 (v.1)

Submitted: July 30, 2012

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Submitted: July 30, 2012



When the only sound you hear is silence, insanity suddenly doesn't sound so insane. The library is the definition of insane silence. After the school closes at 3, the students flee like ants from vinegar. I walked in at 3:15, my footsteps the only thing reminding me I am not deaf.

Rounding the corner of a bookshelf, I peek out at the study tables. Hudson, Lucy and Greg are already there. Right before I stepped out into their view, a hand pulled me back. Shocked, I spun to face the person.

“Hey,” he said, smiling wildly.

“Uh, hey,” I said weakly, “You scared me.”

“Sorry,” he apologized. I smiled, shaking my head.

“It's fine. I was surprised I didn't see you there with Lucy already,” I changed the subject.

“We broke up, two days ago. We've been trying to avoid each other.”

“Well that's a little hard, seeming how you have all the same classes plus tutoring and the same bus ride home.”

“Oh, I walk now.”

“Don't you live on the other side of town?”

“Yeah...” he trailed off.

“Oh...” I looked away, unsure where this conversation was heading.

“So, hey, I was wondering if you'd like to grab a cup of coffee sometime. I really need to hang out with some new people and I realized I haven't actually ever done anything with you.”

“Oh,” I paused, unsure. I was friends with Lucy. I didn't know how she felt about this yet. “Let me talk to Lucy. She's my friend and girls have this weird code thing where they hate anyone who hangs out with their ex...”

“Oh, okay, cool. Just let me know, alright?”

“Will do,” I said, smiling. He smiled back and left to join the others. I sighed, leaning against the bookshelf, suddenly tired. I gathered up the strength and hopping out to join the group. Miriam had snuck in sometime between Dale and I, her face a mask. I lowered myself into a chair next to Lucy and opened my math book. Hudson, Greg and Dale were in a intense political debate. I tapped Lucy's shoulder, suddenly nervous.

“Yep?” she said, not looking at me. She brushed her blond hair away from her face, clearly annoyed.

“Uh...so...I heard you and Dale split...” I started.


“Well...he just asked me...out for coffee...” I blurted, feeling my face scrunch up as she turned to look at me. Disbelief flooded her face. I couldn't tell if it was at me or Dale for asking me.

“Did you say yes?”

“No...I said I'd talk to you. He was your boyfriend and I'm not about to be labeled a boy-stealer,” I said. Miriam snickered.

“Good. And don't even think about it. He's an ass. You know how he broke up with me?”

I shook my head.

“He said I was a liar, a cheater and said he'd rather sleep with the entire school then be my boyfriend.”


“Yeah, so he's not worth even a cup of coffee.”

“Duly noted,” I said, nodding and shifting my glance to Dale. I watched Hudson and Greg try to convince him that the President was the worst person to be in office. I smiled as Hudson threw his hands up in the air, rolling his eyes.

“Come on, let's start without them. Looks like they'll be awhile,” Miriam whispered, grinning. I grinned back at her and nodded. Lucy sat in silence, her fact blank and still.




“Oh, great, here we go again. Are you going to start following me home now every night?”

“Very funny,” he said, slowing his pace to keep with me.

“What do you want?”

“I just wanted to tell you that I go another student to sign it.”

“What?” I stopped dead in my tracks. Turning around from his few paces in front of me, he nodded.

“Yeah, Geneva signed it for me.”

“Hudson!” I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose.

“Myla, look,” he walked backwards, putting his hand on my arm, “I know you don't want me to go. But. I have to. My sister already made up her guest room. And it's not as if I am moving across the country, I'm only going to be gone two months. One state over. With a phone, email and Facebook account. Skype....” he grinned.

“That's the whole summer, Hudson. We were supposed to go to the ocean to study the shells and tide pools. Hike and camp with Greg and Dale.”

“Look, I know you wanted to do all those things, I did too! But there's next summer. I need this to help me get a new job in another school when you graduate.”

“Why? Why do you need another job? You have one and why does it matter when I graduate?”

“Myla, there's been talk. In the student body. Spread by god-knows-who.”

“What talk?”

“About us.”

“What about us?” I asked, my heart fluttering.

“That we have....ah....” he suddenly looked uncomfortable.

“Ah what?”

“Relationship involving physical activities.”

“Oh.” And before I could not myself, before I could guard my tongue, I laughed and rolled my eyes.

“I wish.”

“What?” he asked, his eyes drilling into mine as my brain caught up with my mouth.

“Ah, nothing. I gotta run. Buses, you know. See ya tomorrow,” I said and twirled around, jetting across the sidewalk to the bus and hoping on a bus. I sat down in a sat, putting my face in my hands and mental kicking my butt. Seriously? You've been fine the entire school year and you decide now, before he leaves, to make him hate you?

Typical freakin' Myla.

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