Battered and Bruised.

January

I walked into the doorway of calculus, math, and sat down in my usual seat, near the front, but still in the middle, it feels like the classroom has changed, the desks are still the same, so is the whiteboard, colourful and cheery, just like the way Mrs.Riggs left it. I watched, lustfully, as Xander walked into the classroom, why was he so flawless? oh no. There's Alice. She looked at Xander with a glint in her eye, that gossiping glint. oh no no no! Xander was standing in an uncomfortable posture. He knew deep inside Alice was lying, I could just tell. Alice looked at me with an evil look, crap. She told him something. I looked at the doorway, everyone was here. "Good morning, class!" Mrs.Riggs exclaimed. Everyone started chattering amongst themselves, everyone but me. "Now, settle down, class, settle down." Mrs.Riggs stated. "We have a new student!" she sang. a boy with dark blue jeans, and a blue and white plaid fitted shirt walked in, he walked with an intimidating swagger. "This is Chase. He's here from Green Academy." she cooed. I heard about that place, its like an army boot camp. So he WAS a trouble maker. he looked right at me, and smirked. I winced as I cringed. what was up with this guy? I wondered. "you can go sit down next to Justine!" she sang, oh goody. he plopped his book bag down in the floor next to him, I looked at him, terror slowly filling me. "Hello, beautiful." he said, a million dollar smile crossed his face. I knew I had a look of disgust on my face. "Why the look, sweet cheeks?" he asked grinning. "Don't smile at me like that." I told him bluntly. "like what?" he said still smiling. I hate him already. I covered my arms in my sleeves attempting to hide the fresh bruises from this morning. I focused on math the rest of the period, him staring the whole time.