Sweet Oblivion (Sweet Series, Book One) by Bailey Ardisone

Author:Bailey Ardisone [Ardisone, Bailey]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Bailey Ardisone
Published: 2012-12-30T00:00:00+00:00

Apparently he did take the hint, because I didn’t see him the rest of the day at school. And what I felt the moment I was actually separated from him scared me most of all. I hated how disappointed the separation made me. Actually, it was more than that. Something inside me ached when he wasn’t near. It was weird and strange...and no, I did not like it.

“Nari! Wait up!” I turned around to greet Zaylie, who called out for me down the hall, and met her halfway. “I almost forgot; here is The Omen Machine, I finished it the other day and kept it in my locker for you. Text me the moment you’re done reading it!” She handed me the book she promised to let me borrow, and I took it excitedly.

“Thank you so much! I can’t wait to read it. I’ll definitely let you know when I’m done.” If I ever got the chance to read it, that is. I still had a huge pile of books that she gave me and was required to read as soon as possible. The way my week was going, who knew when I’d be able to.

Desmond caught up to us looking very glum.

“What’s wrong with you?” Zaylie kicked him in the shin playfully.

“Man, it is so unfair. Mr. Isaacson is totally cranky. He didn’t believe me, and now I have to re-do the assignment or I’ll fail. Freakin-A! I did the bloody work! You saw it Nari, didn’t you?” He was speaking very animatedly. And loud.

“What are you talking about Des?” Zaylie looked completely confused. He stood there silent and rolled his eyes.

I started to explain for Desmond, “In Art class, Mr. Isaacson asked us to turn in our sketches of Man’s Best Friend.” A few days before I was taken, Mr. Isaacson gave us the assignment, and I worked on it that same night. I didn’t have a dog, but I took inspiration from a book I had on Boxers. I sketched a cute little boxer puppy sleeping in the corner of a couch. When the teacher noticed that Desmond hadn’t turned anything in, Desmond had the whole class laughing as he told everyone his dog "Bilbo" had eaten his sketch.

“But Desmond said your dog ate his sketch,” I summarized for Zaylie, stifling a laugh.

“Are you trying to tell me that your dog ate your homework, Mr. Ryan?” Desmond imitated Mr. Isaacson, rolling his eyes.

I laughed out loud again, remembering what happened. “Aye, Sir!” he said as he pulled out a piece of what looked like shredded paper. It was a sketch of a dog and like he said, it did look like it was eaten. He held it up to the class and said, “He must not have liked it; I didn’t get his good side.” The whole classroom laughed and cheered.

“Yes and even though Desmond had the whole room laughing by holding up his half-eaten sketch, Mr. Isaacson did not look amused. I believe you though, Des.” I finished the explanation of what happened for Zaylie.

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