She Needs My Help
Copyright© 2018 by Evilynn Thales
Chapter 1
Gingerly gripping the freezing cold rims of my wheelchair, I spin around and wave goodbye to Grandpa, with a happy grin pasted on my face. Rolling down his window, he leans out and says, “Have a wonderful day Violet.” He waves back and pulls away in his old truck. I put a slight smile on my face and propel myself along the sidewalk towards the old dirty block building my first period chemistry class is in.
I weave through the herd of students as they walk to class, the outcast and loners walk alone or in small groups. The quiet hum of their occasional conversations is the background noise that the cliques drown out with their boisterous conversations.
I drink in the wealth of information. Andrews slumped shoulders, Lauren’s bowed head, and the way they avoid eye contact hint at the problems they are having. Chloe isn’t with her clique today. Did something happen, or is she just sick? Holly and Alyssa stand in a triangle with Daniel. The girls as angry at each other as they are at him. I keep a friendly smile on my face as I navigate the herd, stopping occasionally to gather information.
Following the perfect ass of my lab partner, Danielle, I place a concerned look on my face as she approaches class. Yesterday she spent most of class moping over her cheating boyfriend. “Are you alright? I am worried about you. You did not act like yourself yesterday.” She was even more useless than normal. She didn’t even write down measurements. I had to do all the work.
“I broke up with the cheating bastard and feel much better.” she says with a half-smile.
I put a matching smile on my face and say, “That’s good to hear! If there is anything I can do for you just let me know.” She is as incompetent at picking out boyfriends as she is at chemistry. The only talent she has shown all semester is choosing lab partners.
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