Ophelia
Getting ready the next morning my thoughts were jumbled up. At my last school, many of my teachers had to make special curriculums for me because I was more advanced than most of the kids in my school. The area I grew up in is not one known for producing many scholars. I try to not let on to my family how well I do because I don’t want it to come back and bite me in the butt later. I just hope that my principal did as he said he would and sent all the information that the school would need so that I will hopefully be able to still be on track for scholarships and to get into a school that I want.
My dream is to teach college literature and I’m hoping that my track record so far will put me on that track. At a young age, I discovered my love for books. It was a chance for me to escape all the cares of this world and to find peace in a story. I often used to sit and imagine myself as the characters in the books in hopes of making myself happy.
As I’m walking out the door I see my parents handing the keys to a brand new version of my SUV to Katherine. I have always been in love with this SUV and worked hard to get the older version that I have now. I treat it with the utmost care as I paid for the whole thing myself. When I turned sixteen and got my license, my parents told me that if I wanted to drive that I would have to pay for the car and insurance on my own. They couldn't afford to help me in any way.
Katherine looks at me and smirks knowing that she neither paid for it nor did anything to deserve the vehicle. I find it funny how I was told that they couldn't afford to help me, but suddenly they have enough money to buy Katherine a new version and pay for everything.
I turn around and get into my car and head to school not wanting to watch her gloat anymore and also because I don’t want to let on that I am hurt by the way my parents are treating her versus me. There is only so much I can handle in a day, and I know that school is going to be enough. The thought of being around all new people makes my skin crawl.
As I pull up I notice that for a small town they have a really nice school. The name catches my eye, and then I know why they have such a nice school. Henson High is spelled in huge letters that are very eye-catching. That family must be almost godly to the people in this town. I laugh to myself and head through the front door. I see people beginning to stare and whisper. They must not get very many new people in this place.
I wouldn’t consider myself a beauty by any means with my light auburn hair and light complexion. I also wouldn’t consider myself an ogre either. It has always been the thought of the world that I am nothing in comparison to Katherine. Her dark brown almost black hair, high cheekbones, and olive skin give her a look completely the opposite of mine.
As I made my way to the office I began to hear more whispers and I knew she was here. Of course, she would turn heads with her beauty, but at what cost would they learn her real side, that of pure evil? She wanted to be queen bee, and I’m sure she will find a way to make that happen here. Her being a sophomore didn’t matter at our old school, and I’m sure it wouldn’t matter here.
If what Maggie said about her brother was true, he would be her target, and she would stop at nothing to get him. I had already warned Maggie, but whether or not she told her brother, I had no idea. As I walk up to the desk I hear the door open as she makes her way to the desk, passing me as if I was no more than a bug she stepped on.
“Oh my, you two must be the new Harris sisters we have been expecting.” I smile at the sweet lady knowing she had no idea what is about to happen.
“Listen, lady, whatever your name is. I will not be associated with that. As far as you’re concerned, we just happen to share the last name. I do not want anyone knowing we are related. Got it.” Katherine snarled at the sweet lady.
“Well, Sweetheart, you’re too late for that. Plenty of people already know that two sisters moved to town. I don’t know what your old school was like, but if you think that attitude of yours is going to get you anywhere here then you are sadly mistaken. Here is your schedule and your detention will be in room 104 after the last bell until 4:30. No ifs and or buts. Goodbye.” Katherine huffed and huffed her way out of the office and I was almost in shock from what I just witnessed.
“The principal of your old school was right. That girl is going to be a pain to deal with. You, however, have also proven to be exactly as he described you. The principal Mrs. Henson is waiting for you in her office. Feel free to walk right on in.”
“Thank you, Mrs.?” She gives me another smile. “Johnson dear. And you are more than welcome.”
I walk toward the door she pointed to and softly knock, waiting to be called in. I hear a soft come in and make my way into the office. There I am met with a lovely dark-haired woman who appears to be in her early forties. She smiles and motions for me to take a seat. Her office is very organized, and I get the sense that she runs a tight ship. Laughing inwardly, l know Katherine is going to have a rough time at this school and part of me loves it.
“Ophelia my name is Susan Henson and I'm the principal here. I've been very excited to meet you. Your former principal had nothing but amazing things to say about you, and your grades are some of the best that I have ever seen. Not to mention you made quite the impression on my brother yesterday.” My eyes widen as I realize this woman is the sister of my new boss. “We have tailored a schedule that I think you will like and that will continue to help you with your goals. This school also has counselors who work closely with the students to help them reach their goals. You will meet her later in the week. Let’s get a tour underway and get you to your first class.”
As she gave me a tour, I noticed that the school isn't all that big and most of my classes are close together. Once we finish, I head to my first class, which is art. As I walk into the door, I see the class all turn their heads my way, making me feel very self-conscious. The teacher makes her way over to me.
“You must be Ophelia. I’m Mrs. Gwaltney your art teacher. We are starting a partner project today. You will be sketching your partner, and this will be a week-long project. Now, let’s see who your partner should be.” As she was searching the room I felt a pair of eyes drilling holes in my head. I look up to see a dark-haired boy staring at me. He's attractive, with his messy hair and tattoos. His dark eyes feel like they are piercing my soul. His stares make me feel small and like he knows something that I don’t.
“Ophelia, you will be partnered with Mason. Mason raise your hand.” I feel myself praying that it’s not the guys currently staring a hole into my head. Unfortunately, God hates me, and that is exactly who raises his hand and smirks like he knows he’s caught me.
I make my way over and sit in the seat next to him that is open. My nerves are shot, and I feel like I'm sweating bullets. I look out of the corner of my eye and see Mason staring at me. I turn my head and look at him, and he smiles at me. At this point, I feel completely lost as to what in the world is going on. I have never had a guy to be openly staring me down.
I wonder if I have something on my face or if it's just the excitement of a new girl in the class. At my old school, guys would always flirt with the prettiest girl in class. Regardless of whether or not she was super attractive or not, they still did it. It often made me think that it was just a contest for the guys to see who could get the best-looking girl in the room.
The only thing that I know right now for sure, is that I have to spend the week staring at this guy. Not only that, but he will spend the week staring at me. I think that I may need to figure out a way to get myself under control.
Ophelia After the teacher gives us instructions, she tells us we can scatter throughout the school and find a place to sketch. Without saying a word, Mason takes my hand and leads me out the door and out into the courtyard of the school. He takes a seat leaning against a tree and motions for me to sit as well. “So you are the famous Ophelia?” I look at him like he has just dropped a bomb, and he chuckles at my look. “Maggie didn’t shut up about you when she came home. I was visiting Cole and heard her.” I shake my head in understanding. “Cole is her brother.” “Oh, so that is the one that everyone is trying to sink their claws into.” I laugh at this. Mason smiles at me like he completely agrees. “Maggie was amazing last night. That girl won herself a spot in my heart.” I smile at him. “So, mind if I start first?” “No, go right ahead. Mind if I talk while you do?” I shake my head no letting him know he is free to talk. “So you seem different from your s
Ophelia I have never been so thankful in all my life for someone to walk into a classroom. The teacher I have for English was embarrassing me with all his praise for my grades and writing. My old school had sent over some of my writing, and Mr. Nash thought it was great. He was encouraging me to think about a job in literature. I told him multiple times that I wanted to be a literature professor. There was nothing wrong with our conversation, it just bothers me a lot when people overly praise me since I’m not used to getting that much praise. My old teachers had figured that out and made sure to keep the praise to a minimum. I quickly sat down and felt eyes staring at the back of my head. I turned around and saw the most gorgeous creature God had ever put on the earth. His dark brown hair was slicked back, and he was covered in tattoos. He had piercing gray eyes that held something I couldn’t place, was it mischief, curiosity, or something else entirely. He suddenly
OpheliaAs I sit down to eat Dominic and Pearce follow behind and sit at the table with me. I notice all of the whispers, and I notice Katherine walking in with a squad of look-alikes. I knew that she would find a spot right in the middle of the popular kids. The girls walk over to the table where Cole and Mason are sitting with a couple of other guys. I watch as Katherine tries flirting with Cole.I feel my heart hurt, and my stomach drops. The scene in front of me makes me look away. I can’t sit here and watch, as once again, she takes something I want. Wait, did I just think that I want Cole? That’s impossible. I just met him, and he is an arrogant man-whore.“I see she wastes no time going after what she wants,” Pearce says with a snarl. “I had a feeling this would happen. Some of the guys at this school go for the quick, easy lay. Cole is one of those guys. He just sleeps with a girl and moves on. I have never seen him date som
Ophelia As the bell rings, I make my way out of the room and then the school. I don’t want to be in her path, so I beeline for my car. I decide to call Maggie and see if she wants to hang out. I don’t start work until tomorrow, so I need a distraction for tonight. “My darling Ophelia, I was hoping you would call and give me all the details of the first day!” She giggles, and I can tell she is very happy to have gotten my call. I laugh, and I feel like I finally found someone that I can trust. “Well, are you free for dinner?” I am praying that she doesn’t have any plans. “I’m free. Meet me in the town square.” As we hang up, I see Katherine come storming out of the school, and I know that she is looking for me. She wants to make me pay for what happened in that class, and I know that she will be looking for anything she can use against me. As I begin to pull off, I see Cole and Mason walk out of the school looking as if they are looking for someone. As
Cole Today did not play out the way I had hoped. It's going to take a lot of hard work if I'm gonna get her to trust me or hell even like me. She didn’t outright say she hates me, but I can tell that she is far from falling for me. The usual technics I use to get girls to do nothing to her. The smirks, the stares, and the bad boy routine did nothing. The only person that I can think of that can help me is Maggie. I don’t want the lecture that will come along with her advice. Dominic and Pearce were able to hold a pretty decent conversation with her at lunch, and I’m dying to know what they said to her. She seemed to be very responsive to Pearce, and I can tell he has a thing for her. To be honest just about every guy in school has a thing for her. She's completely different from any girl in that school, and I think that's what is attracting every male in the school. There comes a point in time when the easy lay doesn’t do it for you anymore. I think most of us are at
Ophelia The next morning I get to school around the same time as Katherine. I witness the thing that I was scared of seeing. She saunters over to Cole, and I can already see by the look on his face that he got what he wanted, and he's done. I shut my locker just as Pearce and Dominic walk up, and we all turn to watch what will be a show for the ages. "This isn't going to end well is it?" Dominic asks. "I don't think so, man," Pearce says. “Hey, baby. Did you miss me?” Katherine purrs and flutters her eyelashes at Cole. She is rubbing her hands up and down his arms, and I see the irritation flowing off him in waves. Katherine is oblivious to all this. “Who told you that you could call me that? Better yet, what the hell do you think you’re doing? I just slept with you once, that doesn’t mean that we are a couple or that I even care about you. You were just an easy lay. No one claimed you, so I just took what I thought might be a good time. Turns
Ophelia "What are you doing this evening, my beautiful Mae?" Mason asks as we work on our drawings. Today is the last day of our project, and I hate to see it end. Mason is fun to hang around. I have been able to let myself relax and have fun while working on this. He makes me laugh and seems to get it when I don't want to talk about something. I don't see him in any romantic way, but I will admit any girl of his would-be lucky. He seems to be a caring and fun guy. "I'm most likely going to be reading. Why?" I raise my brow in question. "I was hoping you would join me and the guys tonight. We thought about going to see a movie and thought you might enjoy coming." He has that hopeful yet puppy face going on. "I don't know. With everything that happened with Cole and my sister, it may not be a good idea." I do my best to not look at him. "You can't let their problems keep you from having fun. It's not like you are going out on a date wit
Cole I couldn't control my frustration, so I walked off. Is that really how Ophelia saw me? Does she see me and a man-shore? And if she does, why does that bother me? I've spent years building up my barriers. I wouldn't fall for someone who would only use me. Girls want me for two things, money and power. I've never met someone who genuinely liked me for who I am and not what I have. But, that statement might not be true anymore. I walk over to my locker and see Mason and Jacob there. Jacob gives me a look, and I know that he can sense my irritation. Mason looks down the hall and, with no doubt sees Ophelia walking away. I know that he's going to have questions, and I don't know that I want to answer them. "Spill it. You look pissed off, and Ophelia looks guilty." Jacob says. I'm shocked to hear him ask. The boy very rarely talks, and he isn't the type to want to talk about feelings or anything of the sort. Mason busts out laughing, and I smile at thi