By Dave
Oz ran his hand through his newly dyed black hair thinking about how useless was english class.< I know how to speak english, what am I doing here? >
Suddenly a thought occured to him...
< What's my next class? >
He cracked open his agenda to see his schedule and he noticed that his next class was physics. A loud sigh escaped trough the musician mouth.
< Man, what a torture afternoon, english then physics! >
But then again...
< Nobody can force me to go! >
He looked outside by the window and saw the sun shining over the treetops. It only made stronger his resolution.
~~~ " Hey Oz, whatcha doin? "
The little musician turned around to see the cute redhead who spoked to him.
" Hey Willow "
He gave her a kiss then answered her question.
" I was just about to grab my guitar from my locker. "
" But... you're not going to music class! "
" How d'you know? "
" Everytime I'm going to computer lab, you 're going in physics. "
" Oh! I'm not talking without the presence of my lawyer. " said Oz with a smile.
" You're skipping class! "
" Well I would not put it that way exactly. "
" How would you put it? "
" Well ... I'm going to learn, but not exactly the class material I'm supposed to. "
" You're lucky, I don't want to go to computer class. "
" Nobody's forcing you and I would be less alone. "
" Oz you're bad influencing me! "
" No I'm not, you know everything you need about computers. "
" You're kinda right, but you know I'm a low-scale rebel. "
" Yeah I know and that's how I like you. "
The couple heard the bell ring.
" Hmmm, I got to go ." said the redhead.
" Yeah heard that, bye! "
" Bye!"
The cute couple kissed then went their own way.
~~~ Oz walked in the grass toward his favorite tree holding his guitar case in his right hand.
" Haaaaaa, much better than physics "
Then he sat down and opened the guitar case to take his guitar. For a while he wondered what to play then he decided to play one of his favorite: How she died by Treble Charger. This song always make him think of Willow because he was listening to it the Halloween night she crossed the street in front of his van so long ago. He was so concentrated that he didn't heard the footsteps coming behind him. Suddenly all became black and he wasn't able to see anymore . Two hands were blocking his view.
" Hey baby, you changed your mind? "
" How dyou know? "
" Well, remember my little werewolf senses ? "
" But ? "
" Right, I smelt you "
" I guess being a werewolf can be useful. "
" Yep, bright side to everything. "
" So, a little rewind, you skipped anyway? "
" Oh yes, I changed my mind on my way to class. I thought you were right. "
" I'm beginning to get scared of your rebelness. "
" No, no don't be, it's an isolated case. "
" So, wanna do something? "
" Yeah well, now that you mention it, said Willow nervously, I kinda wanna run for now. "
" Uh! Wha...? "
Willow grabbed Oz's hand and started running toward the school, pulling the puzzled musician behind. They came around a corner of the building and stopped, breathing heavily.
" Wha,what is it? " asked Oz
" It's Principal Snyder, he was going our way. "
" Do you think he saw us? "
" No I don't think so. "
" But my guitar is still there! "
" Oh, Im sorry , but I don't want to get caught skipping school. "
Oz looked carefully around the corner and saw Snyder struggling to bring the guitar case inside the school.
" Man, I gotta get it back! "
Continues
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