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Chapter 47: Secrets, Future, and Oblivion.
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Forks High was as packed as usual, the only unusual thing being Troy's car, which was taking more time to pull up to the parking lot.
Troy nodded at a girl who waved at him when he got out. She even suggested helping him carry the art project he was submitting, but it seemed so heavy that she gave up the moment he made no attempt to refute her request. And, of course, this was mainly because he knew she would; he had gotten too used to the attention female peers would direct, and sometimes, perhaps in rare cases, he would find himself unlucky enough to have evaded the attention of the same gender.
For some reason, the walls seemed to close in, so the more he walked, the more he kept hearing whispers about Bella arriving in Edward's car this morning; it only meant one thing.
And honestly, he didn't want to be a hypocrite, since it only took one guess to come to the conclusion that Edward told her everything, just like he told Honey.
"You're late, man," Tyler said, approaching from Troy's left, also holding a plastic-covered project of his own. "Did you hear about Mr. Blyat's condition?"
Troy frowned. "Blyat? You mean the substitute?"
"Shit, turns out he's our teacher now," Tyler said, flicking a middle finger at one of his friends who was walking with a group to the bathroom, probably preparing to smoke weed. "The school paper said she got outed on the weekend. It's tragic, man. I mean, shit, Miss Carina was so hot."
"Yeah, stop acting like you're gonna fuck her!" A pale, odd-looking lad jumped in from beside them, grabbing Tyler and locking his arm around his neck, ruffling his hair. They both laughed after Tyler struggled out.
"Sup, man," the lad extended a hand toward Troy, "Mike."
Troy chuckled, extending his hand but offering a fist bump instead. He was lifting the project, so a handshake would be impossible by their standards.
"Oh, shit, you need some help?" Mike fist-bumped him after he said it, but Troy turned away the request, stating that he only accepted help from women, and anything else wouldn't sit right.
Mike raised an eyebrow. "Wait, but aren't you…?"
He halted his feet, expecting both Troy and Tyler to do the same, but they kept walking, leaving him behind.
"What's in that, anyway?" Tyler questioned, moving forward and opening the class door for him. "Isn't it supposed to be a painting? Why is it that big?"
"My partner isn't coming," Troy replied. "She asked me to bring it for her."
"Who?"
"Alice."
Tyler was so shocked that he stopped following Troy internally.
Troy and Tyler didn't share the same period in art class; the only class they ever got a chance to communicate in was physics.
So, with a curious sigh, Tyler placed his project atop the teacher's desk, nodded at Troy, then exited the classroom.
Troy quietly placed his project on the far side of the class, making sure to keep it safe. But behind him, someone's head peeked in, and after noting his figure, the person entered.
Troy glanced back after hearing the footsteps.
"You got it?" Honey asked, smiling with worry.
Troy chuckled, pulling out a tie from one of his pockets and handing it over. "Yep."
A sigh of relief escaped her. Today was the Math-Olympiad, and everyone participating was supposed to be dressed in a full school uniform and a tie. Unfortunately, Honey lost hers, so Troy had to go to the nearest uniform store before coming to school.
Honey grabbed it, leaned on her toes, and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "Bye."
Troy pulled her by the arm before she could dash away. Honey paused, glancing back.
"We're still going, right?" Troy asked, eyes darting straight, smiling.
Honey laughed at his white teeth, leaning forward, kissing him. "Yes."
And she rushed out after he let go. He had to tell her today; he just wasn't sure how.
"Get seated, leprechauns," Mr. Blyat said, walking in from the door, hands both resting on his big belly like an armrest.
Troy smiled awkwardly, rushing for the exit as students started flooding in.
"And where do you think you're going?!" Mr. Blyat yelled before Troy could walk out.
Troy glanced back and bit his teeth; he hated explaining himself. In fact, art class was the last period that day, and he only went there in the first place to put away his project, something most classmates did, since it didn't fit in the locker and they didn't want to carry it around 24/7.
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"Did you hear the news?" Edward whispered to Bella, who had one eye locked on a microscope, trying to decide the species of what she was looking at.
Bella raised her head, turning to him. "The teacher who got fired? Yeah—"
"No, um…" Edward hesitated for a bit. "Well, yesterday… We suspect one of your dad's friends got killed by someone like us."
"Was it Troy—?"
"No!" Edward answered, leaning closer. "No, not Troy. He was with Alice, so he couldn't have. Just promise me you'll stay safe."
Bella paused for a second, nodded, then looked away.
But something was eating at her, so she glanced back at him. "Which friend?"
Edward pondered whether to tell her or let it be revealed by someone else, but he didn't like thinking. "Waylon Forge."
A heavy weight fell on her shoulders the moment his name reached her ear, and an unseen trembling hit her spirit.
"Are you good?" Edward asked the wrong question.
Waylon was someone Bella knew way too well. That one question flashed a memory of him buying her, her first bike when she was five years old, or the times he brought fish he had freshly caught every Friday. How could she be okay?
In contradiction, Bella nodded. And, as though unable to read emotion, Edward nodded back, turning his attention to Mr. Molina, who shot him a question.
Edward had grown too dependent on his ability, and now that he was seated near a person he couldn't use it on, it was beginning to show.
But at the end of the day, what good would it yield if he was going to lose it soon?
They all would.
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