Bella Notte Read Online Free

Bella Notte
Book: Bella Notte Read Online Free
Author: Jesse Kimmel-Freeman
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Oh,
I have Math after History, what about you?” he asked as we
walked back toward the buildings.
    “ I have math
as well. I'll meet you outside the class. See ya.” I waved
briefly as I ran over to the gym.

    Gym was nothing out
of the ordinary. We didn't have to change today because it was the
first day. I thought it was odd because we had the same gym coach
every year, so nothing really changed. But hey, if I get a day
without having to put on ugly polyester shorts and a shirt with our
school logo on it, I was happy. But I did wish that I didn't have to
sit on that stupid high gloss wood floor while Mr. Williams talked
about what the proper techniques for bouncing a basketball were,
apparently that was the first form of torture- basketball.
    The period didn't
seem to last as long as the other two did. Perhaps it was because I
wasn't watching the clock and was thinking over what had happened
with Michael in the morning instead, or maybe it was merely because
we didn't have to suffer through any form of torture today.
    The bell rang and I
was up before the rest of the class. I rushed over to the senior
building and slowed my pace. Don't
want to seem too eager.
    By the time I got up
the stairs my body made the choice of not running, but not exactly
walking either, to get up to room 2B with Mrs. Rogers.
    He was waiting for
me when I got to the door. He smiled as I got closer to him.
    “ I'm glad that
we have another class together. I was thinking about how it seems
that this is our last class together for the day. Kind of a bummer,
but hey, at least I get to spend lunch with you.” His eyes
sparkled as though they had a secret they were keeping from everyone.
I greatly enjoyed looking into those deep eyes.
    “ Yeah, I have
History and Art after lunch … and it would seem that you have
Gym and Auto Shop. Two classes that I don't think I would do well
in.” I shrugged at him as we entered yet another white room.
    We took our seats
next to each other on the left side of the room, the last two chairs
available together. The room was set up so that there was an aisle
down the middle and the left side of the room faced the right side.
Mrs. Rogers would walk down the middle while she lectured, but
basically everything that she had to say was written on the multiple
chalk boards around the room. Since our seats were separate little
desks, like this morning, it was harder for us to talk to each other.
But that didn't seem to stop Mike.
    “ Let's go to
town for lunch. Shake head for yes or cross eyes for no,” the
little piece of paper said in bright blue ink.
    What if I didn't
know how to cross my eyes? Perhaps he was counting on that?
    I shook my head once
and smiled. It was intoxicating being around him, he was so much fun,
and he was about as cocky as I was.
    This class was like
every other class today and all we did was stare aimlessly at Mrs.
Rogers as she prattled on about her love for math and what she
expected from each one of us. It was quite boring, and I almost fell
asleep. Well, let's say I was asleep until Mike flicked a paper clip
at me and it hit me on the nose. The
little beast!

    After my nap the
class sort of disappeared in a small war of throwing things back and
forth, until the bell rang.
    “ You butt!
That could have really hurt, or you could've put my eye out!” I
said as I stuck my tongue out and grabbed my bag.
    “ I have great
aim, and the only concern you should have had was for it going in
your mouth as the drool came out,” he responded, sticking his
pierced tongue out in defiance.
    Oh no, I wasn't
drooling! Please tell me I wasn't drooling! I
reached up and wiped my mouth.
    “ Chill out, I
was only playing. I didn't see any drool.” He smiled as he
noticed that his words had affected me.
    We walked out the
door, down the stairs, and pushed the evil dungeon door open. We
walked faster than earlier to make sure that we would make it to town
to get food without being late.
    “ Your beast
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