It had been a long day, yesterday that is. My mind couldn’t help but buzz around with thoughts of Troy, Julia and Sarah. But mostly Troy. My mother didn’t seem to mind my late arrival. She was just glad that I was making new friends fast. After all I had told her that I had gone out with Julia to the mall. She would have thrown a fit if I had told her that I was with Troy, alone, in the middle of nowhere.
Proceeding with the present, I hopped out of my mother’s car and waved her goodbye. Then I started making my way towards school when a noticed Troy. Then I did what you’d expect a pile-on like me to do:
“Hey amigos!” I said in a goofy voice, smiling widely at Troy as if we had been long lost friends since forever.
“Hey you.” He said back mimicking my excitement though I could see beyond the pretence. His eyes seemed to hold an empty expression.
I had never asked him what was wrong. I knew that he wouldn’t confide in me, at least not this soon.
“How’d ya doin’?” I said, maintaining my chirpiness.
“So so” he replied, shrugging it off. I didn’t push it since I knew that something was on his mind.
“If you wanna talk-“I started saying.
“Then you’re there. Got it.” He continued for me with an innocent smile playing on his lips. And the best part was that it was genuine.
I was going to say something but was interrupted by the annoying school bell.
“Let’s go” I said as I started making my way through the masses of students. It was when I reach the entrance of the huge building did I realize that I was not being followed by Troy. I turned around to find him nowhere in sight.
Typical.
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My third hour was Lit. with Julia’s annoying sister, Rebecca. When I reached the room I saw her flirting her butt off with Peter. Peter was actually the kind of guy I surprisingly wouldn’t mind hanging out with. He was actually pretty decent. Look wise he might not be as hot as Ian Somerhalder or Chance Crawford but there was defiantly something that gave off a charm. He had a lanky frame with a height of about 5’10. His olive skin matched his black hair and his jet black set of eyes.
“Over here miss Matthews” I heard Rebecca say while I searched for a seat. After a moment of two I realised that she was talking to me. I could her a few rude sniggers but I ignored them and made my way towards her. I knew that she was making a rude joke since my last name is not ‘Matthews’ but oh well, leave it to me to deal with bullies and snide comments. I’m good at this stuff. To be honest I’m a pro.
“What up?” I said/asked as I leaned against the wall.
She seemed a bit baffled since being all chill is the last thing she expected me to do but oh well.
“You got your share for lovey-doveyness stalker?” She regained herself and asked with a crooked grin. Okay…now this is the last thing I was expecting her to do since I had no clue as to what she was talking about. Still I didn’t let my confusion show.
“Damn, not yet!” I shrugged my shoulders and I could see everyone’s amused glares on me.
“Don’t gimme that crap. We all know you effing stalked the druggie?”
“Druggie?” Damn, I was getting freaking confused. I swear I would have handled this situation better if I had some idea as to what was going on.
“Tro-oy” She said his name like it was filthy. I didn’t like it.
So this is what I did next, and mind you, I don’t swear much:
“Get to the point, bitch” I pushed her against the wall and even though she towered me by 3 inches easily I didn’t give a damn.
She seemed to be taken aback and that chick doesn’t give up!
“Oooo….Pete, I seemed to have messed with the wrong person.” She looked at Peter, who was actually busier being impressed by me. Still, he nodded his head in agreement. The whole class had their eyes glued to the scene. I was hoping that a teacher would not come at the moment to ruin the fun.
“That’s what you say.” I retorted, my eyes never leaving hers.
“Whatcha mean?”
“Damn girl, you really lack this.” I pinned my fingers to one side of her head so that it seemed like I was holder a revolver to her head.
“Or maybe you do.” Perfect dumb reply. This game was easier than I thought.
“Oooo” I mimicked her previous tone, “Seems like someone is in loss for words.”
“Haha” she faked laughed though I knew that she seriously felt threatened now.
“You know what I do when I don’t like someone?” Wow, I really did seem to have an awesome tone right now. It was calm and composed whereas bored at the same time. A i-don’t-give-a-damn tone. I was getting good at this.
“You pass on your stupid-ness to them?” she made a feeble attempt at coming back but I could easily make out that it wasn’t genuine even though a few students snickered.
“You kill ‘em” I said as I pinned my fingers into her head even more and mimicked a pistol shooting . That pretty much send the class in fits of laughter.
No one was expecting such a childish reaction from me. They were expecting a smartass reply, not a bad mimicry of a pistol going off. Well…folks, with me be prepared to be shocked.
I waltzed off to a seat in the front row. I’m a nerd, problem?
I got out my copy of the hunger games and started reading it. I knew half of the eyes were on me and half on Rebecca. By the way, someone care explaining me as to where the teacher was?
After 5 minutes which seemed like an hour, the teacher entered. And then what, Rebecca didn’t even wait for a heartbeat before moaning. Wimp.
“Mrs McGuire!” she said in her annoying high-pitched voice, “Amber harassed me.”
The teacher looked at me and I flashed her an innocent grin. She nodded her head ‘no’.
“Ms Stone, take your seat.”
Okay…so I just skipped detention but my ego was a little deflated. Is me being a bully THAT shocking. Uh!
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