The Beautiful and the Ugly: Chapter 2 Part 5

Recap: Their back. But, there is past history between Gabriel and Chris that’s like war. Should, I pry to satisfy my own curiosity? No, I think I’ll pass.

I followed Rosaline and Drake since I had my next class with them. Apparently, Chris and Mike had forgotten that I don’t have a class with them until Study Hall. That must have been why Erick was the one that was laughing so hard. I smiled in remembrance of their…forgetfulness. I sat next to Rosaline in the center of the classroom.

U.S. History was boring without Mike, Chris, and Erick I must admit, but I wasn’t completely bored. There was still the matter of Chris odd behavior when I had mentioned Gabriel. They had past history that Chris was not too fond of. But I was still contradicting myself. Should I ask Rosaline right now or should I ask Chris directly. I weighed my options carefully. If I asked another person, then, would Chris be upset? I really shouldn’t be prying in other people’s business especially when I don’t know them yet, but I was curious. What could Gabriel have possibly done to make Chris hate him so much?

The teacher, whose name I didn’t catch thanks to my wondering thoughts, put on a movie about the Vietnam War. We had to take notes on the movie, but since I had already learned this last month at my old school before I moved I would just think. Yeah, that probably sounds pretty insane, but that’s what I do. I think so everything will become clear.

Chris and Gabriel have past history together that, I’m curious about. I don’t want to pry because this is only my first day here and I’ve just met them. But a part of me wants to know because I want to know what Gabriel did. So far he’s proved to me what a huge jerk he is, so this thing with Chris will probably let me know even more about why he is the way he is. He’s the King of the Student Council, and as beautiful as he is girls are probably all over him, so why be so rude and intolerable? It doesn’t make any sense. Unless of course there’s something much deeper. The only question is, how deep must I go to find out?

Class was over faster than I would have expected since it is a one hour block. My next class was Spanish. I would fly in that class. I’m nearly fluent in the language. So I said my good byes to Rosaline and Drake and went off to my next class.

I walked into the classroom. So, I guess I should have seen it coming with my luck, for Gabriel sat in the back corner of the classroom looking at me with those warm butterscotch eyes of his. My knees went weak. My breathing stopped. My heart raced faster than the speed of sound. He was gorgeous; he was the very picture of the old Greek gods or, at least, what they should look like. I shouldn’t have gazed back because now I was trapped in his eyes until he looked away. I waited, shouting in my mind for him to turn. But he kept my stare. Why didn’t he turn away. Someone bumped into me causing me to nearly topple to the ground, but I kept my balance and stood on my feet. “Sorry,” someone called, but I wasn’t paying attention to their apology because I lost his gaze. I frantically searched for his eyes, which, ironically, I was just prying would look away from me. When I found him again, he was turned away from me looking as if I wasn’t really anything to look at. I infuriated myself; it was my fault after all; I shouldn’t have been staring at him the way I was; I should have been looking away. But was it really my fault. He was so beautiful and glorious. I just couldn’t look away. Dammit. I get so confused and frustrated for nothing. I went to a seat in the center of the classroom so I would have no choice but to pay attention to the teacher. I knew if I took my chances in my temporarily weakened state that I would be gaping at him like a fool. I placed, no… threw would be the right word, my books on my desk and sat down. Just my luck. Why did he have to be in even one of my classes? But was this really a bad thing.

I glimpsed at him at the corner of my eye to see that he was staring at me again. I quickly looked away this time to not be caught in his trap. He probably knew that I was going to look, and like a fool I played right into his hand. Why am I so scattered brained?

I calmed my heart that was thumping erratically in my chest till it was just soft thuds. I inhaled through my nose and exhaled through my mouth. I brought my thoughts back together and focused on the situation at lunch. He did something to upset Chris. I had to be weary of him. As far as I knew Chris was pretty easy to get along with, so for Chris to hate him was nearly impossible.

For the rest of the class period I paid attention to the teacher, whose name I caught as Senora Rodriguez. When the bell rang I tried to make it out of the door before I met up with Gabriel and fell back in the trance of his gaze. But before I took one step away from my seat he was already out of the door. I must have taken longer gathering my things than I expected.

I went to my next class which was Chemistry. And, lucky me, Gabriel was in there too. I sighed and kept my eyes away from him. I grabbed sat in a seat all the way in the front to keep all my focus on the teacher. I was shortly instructed to get a lab coat and goggles for a lab assignment. Once everyone was in, the class began.

Like all the classes, the professor started with attendance. When he was done he noticed my empty seat.

“Selene, you will need a lab partner for the rest of the semester,” he pointed out looking around the classroom. And then he spotted someone. I didn’t even bother to turn around because I already knew who it was. “Gabriel,” he said, “you’ve been working by yourself; now you have help.” He turned back at me as I gave a scrutinized expression. “Selene, Gabriel will be your lab partner for the rest of the semester.”

I closed my eyes in agony and slumped slightly in my seat. And before I could even inhale, he was already pulling out his chair for him to sit next to me. I straightened refusing for him to see me in such a vulnerable state. I looked up at the teacher to see if he had second thoughts, but he just smiled like a fool having no idea what he just did.

“And now we will begin,” he instructed. And then he passed around a direction sheet. He started to explain the fundamentals of the assignment. Meanwhile, I tried not touch his hand when he passed me the paper, not to met his gaze, and tried not to talk to him. But he had to ruin it for me.

“I presume that by your behavior, that you don’t want to have anything to do with me,” he observed.

I wanted to argue at him and say that that wasn’t true but I kept my mouth shut. My one mistake was to look at him when he spoke. I was so accustomed to doing it when someone spoke to me that I didn’t realize until it was too late. I was entranced once again. I tried to find the words that I was going to say but lost them at the last minute.

“It’s the first time you’ve lost words around me,” he mused smugly.

I glared at him. And then I get the smug over confident attitude. It was like beautiful meets ugly with him. “You really know how to treat a lady,” I spoke adding a sarcastic smile.

He smiled back sarcastically. “So, Selene, I know your name but do you know mine?”

“Of course, Gabriel!” I emphasized.

He started to pour a pink liquid into the glass above the fire I didn’t even notice he had lit. What the hell was wrong with me? I’m still scatter brained. I tried to pay attention to what the teacher was saying, but Gabriel kept talking to me.

“No doubt your new friends told you things about me,” he mused as he adjusted the temperature.

“And how would you know-”

“I saw you glaring at me across the cafeteria and then I saw you pointing towards me no doubt asking your friends about me,” he interrupted me before I could even finish my question. “So what did they tell you?” he now asked adding a blue liquid to the concoction.

Having enough of not paying attention. I looked at my directions and realized we were already on step five.

“Can you let me do something!’ I half exclaimed.

He looked at me for a moment and handed me a tube with a white substance in it. It was step six. I poured it in the concoction stirring gradually as I put it.

“You still didn’t answer me,” he reminded me.

“They said that you were the best angel that ever graced the air of this earth,” told him sarcastically.

Why was he being so nosy. I thought he was the type of person that didn’t care what other people thought of him. This was definitely a surprise and a trait of him that was new to me.

“Why do you care?” I asked suspiciously.

“To let you know that it was all true,” he confirmed.

I turned to him.

“Is it true that you like to categorize everyone like animals in a zoo?” I asked so he would know it was me asking the question.

“You heard that from Erick Ranx, no doubt,” he caught my bluff.

“And how do you know I wasn’t asking the question myself?” I snapped.

“Because Erick Ranx told me that once before,” he explained.

What is with him. I’ve never met anyone like him before. Usually when I faced a type of person like this I know how to handle them, but Gabriel was so different. Was it because I am blinded by his face, and those eyes? I needed to get my thoughts together.

“I really don’t understand you at all,” I whispered to myself low enough for him not to hear.

“And why do you think that is?” he asked having caught that.

I looked at him with my brows pushing together in confusion. How did he hear me?

“May be because you don’t want anyone to understand you and that’s why you push people away,” I explained. “the only fact I don’t get is how do the other Student Council’s get you when you don’t allow people in?”

He looked at me for a moment. My breath caught in my throat as he reasoned his thoughts to answer.

“It’s better that way…” he mused.

I wanted to ask why but he just turned away from me continuing with our assignment. He didn’t talk to me for the rest of the period. Then the bell finally rung and I removed my lab coat. Next to me Gabriel seemed to stiffen into a statue. I stared at him for a moment, and when I blinked he was gone. He was flying out the door.

He’s so confusing. What exactly is he all about?

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