Bad news

5

And I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying to let you know
I walked into what I think should be my first lesson. Wow American schools are very different to UK ones. I see a girl, who was dressed nicely with hair perfectly tied up in a bun walk up to me confidently.
“Hey, you must be y/n. I am Bella and I’m gonna show you around the school and give you tips. First lesson sit next to me as all the boys will start torturing you unless you’re with me, and that’s on being scary’ She rambles on while I take a seat. You never let me speak about serious things to do with us so whenever I tried to tell you something, you told me to leave it. I really did try to tell you that night but you shut me down Every time.
“Okay you probably have to go to the front and sign in with the teachers” Bella says with a smile.
“Thanks” I say heartlessly. I walk up to the front to see a teacher whose around my height with long brown hair and freckles filling her whole face. She wore these glasses that reminded me of snowballs because of the shape of the lens.
“Hey, you must be y/n. I’m Miss Baker and obviously I’m gonna teach you maths. I see Bella has claimed you but I might seat you somewhere else cause I feel like you have potential to do well without Bella’s nonstop talking," She beams after saying all of that.
“Yeah that would be fine. Also I lost my skateboard so can you put a notice for me as that piece of junk means a lot to me?” I ask her with desperation.
“Is it black with like fire stickers on it by any chance?” She asks with curiosity, the description matching my skateboard.
“Yes exactly that. How do you know about it?” I need to know if she confiscated it.
“I know who took it, that’s how. Go take a seat next to the curly brown haired boy,” she ordered me to.
I walk over to the seat and slump down next to him. He looks like the type of guy to burn the school down. His eyes were covered by his long hair and his-
“Y/n you’re meant to be sitting with me!” Bella exclaims, interrupting my thoughts.
“I know but Miss Baker told me to sit here. I’m sorry” I explain hoping I haven’t already made an enemy.
“Oh okay. Meet you after class then,” she says as if it was a commandment not a question.
That's when I see him walk in. The boy from before with his green eyes glaring and his lips as pink as Barbie's clothes. And there it was my skateboard in his hands. That son of a-
“Johnny Orlando. Come here now,” Miss Baker demanded. It was weird seeing this tiny woman so pissed. She gave a few glances over at my space and lepton shaking her head at him. Then he stripped towards me with a grin on his face.
“Sorry I think I mistakenly took your skateboard. Please accept my sincere apology to you,” he stated. I heard snickers from the class so I just grabbed my board and sat down.
“Whoops I forgot you were deaf". He laughs again. He made me mad but I am not giving him the attention he wants. Instead I leave my foot out and I knew the chances of him falling were slim but it is worth a try. He goes to take a step and falls flat on his face. I loved the sight of it.
“Whoops I forgot my foot was there,” and that’s what he deserved.