"Here" He said while staring at the sheet of paper on the top of his desk.
I raised my hand and muttered a low, "Here"
Honestly, I couldn't wait to graduate from this hell house. It was the last day of school on my senior year. Tomorrow, I would be making my way onto the football field in my cap and gown.
But first, I needed to finish this last class of English with Mrs. Charming. She had lost the fun and spunk that she had when I first met her. After she married Prince Charming, she was never the same and nobody had any idea why.
"Today, we are going to pair up and write down the plans that we have for the future."
"C'mon, Mrs. C." Peter yelled, "It's our last day."
Many of my classmates cheered, but Mrs. Charming shook her head and said,"That's exactly why we are planning our future today."
The people that had been cheering groaned.
I leaned my head down and pulled out a sheet of paper while everyone else paired up with their friends.
Normally, I just stayed in my chair until someone was recognized as the third wheel in a pair, and had to work with me. But the bottom of my seat was lifted up from beneath me and my whole body spilled onto the floor.
"Nerd." Peter snorted as he walked past me.
The boy had been picking on me for years and I have no idea why. He always seemed to hate the fact that I had preferred black and gray over pink and yellow. He had teased me over the eyeliner that I wore and the fact that I never wore my hair in anything but a messy bun.
I was called gothic and a nerd because I chose to find a better world in books than reality. Nobody but me understood what the Everafter war had done to me. Granny had sent me to therapist after therapist and the whole family had tried to talk to me but nothing ever worked. I always felt the sadness and pity of the losses every day.
I saw a hand come down in front of my face.
"Need any help?" Puck asked me.
I grabbed his hand and he pulled me up. I stumbled a little bit and crashed into him.
I heard a whistle come from the direction of Peter and his girlfriend, Wendy.
I removed myself from the arms of Robin and picked up my pen and paper.
"Goodfellow. Grimm. Partners." Mrs. Charming said.
Puck grabbed the desk from the next row and pushed it towards mine.
"Okay," he said after a half hour had gone by," What are your goals?"
I glanced at my paper and realized that I had been drawing. Not the pretty pictures you would expect from an eighteen year old girl, but gory scenes from the war.
I flipped my paper up to shield it from Puck,"Uh, I want to go to college and get a good job?"
He laughed, "You couldn't get any more creative than that?"
I shrugged as he continued to giggle.
"I put that I wanted to go to college, find something that I love to do, convince the girl that I love to love me back, and make sure that she loves me for who I am."
I looked at him behind my glasses, which I hadn't started wearing until after the war because my therapist said that I may have to look behind a glass and not behind contacts.
"I know that it's a little corny but it's my hopes and dreams."
I nodded and looked at the clock at the same time that the bell rang and the shouts of excited seniors came from behind me and down the hall.
I gathered up the paper and stuffed it into my bag and walked out of the classroom.
I pulled my phone out of my sweatshirt pocket and saw that I had texts from Granny and one from Uncle Jake. Quickly, I replied saying that I was fine and that I was heading to the park after school so that they wouldn't worry.
Granny replied back in a heartbeat. "Take Puck with you."
I rolled my eyes but turned around to scan the crowd. I finally found him, hanging out with the other members of the football team and cheerleaders.
Ignoring Granny's orders, I turned and walked to my locker, emptied it, and headed to the park. Alone.
When I got there, I sat on the bench and pulled out my sketch book and pencils.
About a half hour later, I had a black and white picture of the forest and the spiritless corpses that littered the ground all those years ago. I felt the tears forming form my eyes and started muttering about how I didn't want to be like this. I wanted friends who didn't think that I was weird. I wanted to be the pretty one that had a boyfriend, but the war had messed with my emotions and no matter how hard I wanted to be normal, I never would be.
"Why did you leave without me?" I heard over my shoulder.
It was Puck and I could tell by his tone that he was angry.
"Granny told me that she wanted me to go to the park with you to make sure you were okay but you weren't at school."
The tears were still falling from my eyes and a loud, unwanted sniffle escaped from me.
I felt the bench shake and realized that Puck was now sitting next to me. He put his strong arms around me and pulled me into his chest. We sat there for hours, him just holding me and me crying about the people that we had lost and what it had turned me into.