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“Right class.”-he looked at his watch- “I‘m late.”
Mr Bammer closed the classroom door, and started pacing ke hadapan and backwards. “Right, em. buku out. Now we were looking at poems’ about life, and for your homework I asked if anda could write your own, so can anda bring out your homework please.”
Everyone brought out their homework. I forgot mine.
“You didn’t do anda homework?.” Sarah whispered surprised.
“Forgot to bring it,” I replied.
“You totally gonna get a shouting from Mr Bumster.” that was our nick name for Mr Bammer.
“What ever Sarah,” I tried to sound like I didn’t care.
Sarah giggled.
“Something, funny Miss Clarke?” Mr Bammer asked.
Sarah cleared her throat. “Emm, no sir.”
“Busted” Mark, whispered over, to Sarah.
“Shut up, Mark.” Sarah shouted. The whole class laughed, when Erik laughed my hati, tengah-tengah was filled with happiness. Ew, I’m going all soft. I thought to myself.
“Get up her now, Sarah.” Mr Bammer, was the only one, who didn’t, laugh. I could see Mark and Erik, high fifing, each other. Sarah gave them a dirty look and walked up to the front of the classroom.
“That desk, there.” Mr Bammer pointed to the spare chair. “Right, class. Erik, Go ahead, and read your poem, boy.”
“Never knowing whether anda were true, took my hati, tengah-tengah away from you.
Wishing there was some way, that anda could see, That my hati, tengah-tengah is so lonely.”
Every word of every line. Erik looked at me. Saying them like he meant it. I couldn’t understand the feeling that washed through me, when he smiled, atau when his eyes sparkled, when they say me.
Don’t trust the one that dazzles you, his power is too lure anda in.
I’ve been hearing that same voice for the past three weeks, and I don’t know whether I’m going crazy atau whether there is someone talking to me. I focused on Erik’s blue eyes.
“Never knowing whether anda were real, took my mind away from your seal.
Wishing there was some way, that anda could see, that I do adore you,”
Just then, the worst thing happened. Mr Bammer and all my classmates. Dropped. Literally, they just dropped dead. Okay they weren’t technically dead, because they were still breathing, but still. Erik was staring at me, a huge smile was on his gorgeous face. My stomach started making noises, and my head started spinning.
“Mel.” Erik got of his kerusi, tempat duduk and walked over to where I was. “Lets go.”
“What … how … where … Erik?” I mumbled. Confused.
“Shh, don’t worry. Your going to be okay.” he set his hot lips on mine and he held my face in his hands. He was Ciuman me for about a couple of minutes, He let me go so I could breath. We sat their our breaths uneven. Shock washed through me.
“What? What are anda doing?” I shrieked, pushing away from him.
He smirked and came closer to me. “You’re the one, the one I have been waiting for.”
I saw Erik put a piece of paper on my desk. It looked exactly like my hand writing.
Dear mom and dad. I am going away, for good. life here isnt good for me, i Cinta you.bye.
From Melanie Meyer.
What? but I never wrote that. I looked up at Erik to ask what he was doing.
Before I could do atau say anything. I was gone, unconscious.
Chapter 1 to be continued...
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“Right class.”-he looked at his watch- “I‘m late.”
Mr Bammer closed the classroom door, and started pacing ke hadapan and backwards. “Right, em. buku out. Now we were looking at poems’ about life, and for your homework I asked if anda could write your own, so can anda bring out your homework please.”
Everyone brought out their homework. I forgot mine.
“You didn’t do anda homework?.” Sarah whispered surprised.
“Forgot to bring it,” I replied.
“You totally gonna get a shouting from Mr Bumster.” that was our nick name for Mr Bammer.
“What ever Sarah,” I tried to sound like I didn’t care.
Sarah giggled.
“Something, funny Miss Clarke?” Mr Bammer asked.
Sarah cleared her throat. “Emm, no sir.”
“Busted” Mark, whispered over, to Sarah.
“Shut up, Mark.” Sarah shouted. The whole class laughed, when Erik laughed my hati, tengah-tengah was filled with happiness. Ew, I’m going all soft. I thought to myself.
“Get up her now, Sarah.” Mr Bammer, was the only one, who didn’t, laugh. I could see Mark and Erik, high fifing, each other. Sarah gave them a dirty look and walked up to the front of the classroom.
“That desk, there.” Mr Bammer pointed to the spare chair. “Right, class. Erik, Go ahead, and read your poem, boy.”
“Never knowing whether anda were true, took my hati, tengah-tengah away from you.
Wishing there was some way, that anda could see, That my hati, tengah-tengah is so lonely.”
Every word of every line. Erik looked at me. Saying them like he meant it. I couldn’t understand the feeling that washed through me, when he smiled, atau when his eyes sparkled, when they say me.
Don’t trust the one that dazzles you, his power is too lure anda in.
I’ve been hearing that same voice for the past three weeks, and I don’t know whether I’m going crazy atau whether there is someone talking to me. I focused on Erik’s blue eyes.
“Never knowing whether anda were real, took my mind away from your seal.
Wishing there was some way, that anda could see, that I do adore you,”
Just then, the worst thing happened. Mr Bammer and all my classmates. Dropped. Literally, they just dropped dead. Okay they weren’t technically dead, because they were still breathing, but still. Erik was staring at me, a huge smile was on his gorgeous face. My stomach started making noises, and my head started spinning.
“Mel.” Erik got of his kerusi, tempat duduk and walked over to where I was. “Lets go.”
“What … how … where … Erik?” I mumbled. Confused.
“Shh, don’t worry. Your going to be okay.” he set his hot lips on mine and he held my face in his hands. He was Ciuman me for about a couple of minutes, He let me go so I could breath. We sat their our breaths uneven. Shock washed through me.
“What? What are anda doing?” I shrieked, pushing away from him.
He smirked and came closer to me. “You’re the one, the one I have been waiting for.”
I saw Erik put a piece of paper on my desk. It looked exactly like my hand writing.
Dear mom and dad. I am going away, for good. life here isnt good for me, i Cinta you.bye.
From Melanie Meyer.
What? but I never wrote that. I looked up at Erik to ask what he was doing.
Before I could do atau say anything. I was gone, unconscious.
Chapter 1 to be continued...
