Phone Calls

a terrible start

BEEP

BEEP

BEEP

"JESUS CHRIST I'M AWAKE IM AWAKE" I yelled stressed by the repetitive noise kicking my fight or flight into first gear. I threw my pillow at the bedside table next to me and it knocked my alarm clock of following the half empty glass of water on the floor. It smashed. The alarm didn't stop.

"ETHAN!!" the voice of my mother screaming at me woke me up fully and I got up completely falling out of bed. Shit. I looked around my room trying to collect myself and finally turned off my alarm. A breath I didn't know I was holding was released and the knock on the door  took my complete attention.

"Ethan, sweetie what are you doing you're going to be late for school hurry up and get ready, also if that was another glass your gonna be in huge trouble" as soon as she finished scolding me she walked away. I swallowed the lump in my throat and quickly cleaned up the mess I made.

Ow! Fuck!! A shard of glass cut my hand as I was scooping it up and throwing it into my bin. Well there goes hiding it. Decided to finally get dressed for school. I made way up, tip toeing around floor to make sure I don't get anymore glass in me. My out fit of the day consisted of the normal stuff, black jeans, a simple plain white t-shirt and a hoodie. When I finally checked myself out in the mirror with my lenses on my face contorted at the sight of new spots on my chin and nose. I can't catch a brake and I've just woke up man! I looked at the sight of me and put my spot patches on which wear multicoloured and shaped like stars, hearts and circles. My mom brought them me to help me feel better about my ever lasting acne on my face. I sighed at my appearance and ruffled my hair soon exclaiming, "FUCK SAKE!!".

"ETHAN!!!!" Once again I heard my mom scream up the stairs at me. I finally left my room and made way down stairs. The look my mother gave me was very obviously not pleased. I handed her a dollar and she dropped It in the jar that is half full of 1 dollar notes. I made my way into the kitchen as she pointed towards the clock and tapped her nail against the side. Her facial expression is growing more and more understandable. I'm so fucking late. I grabbed the nearest fruit that turned out to be an apple. I ran out the door almost tripping on my laces and almost falling into the near by Bush that decorated our front lawn. As I ran to school and finished my apple I stared at my watch almost chocking.

SLAM!

"Good morning Mr nestor! I'm glad you could join us for the last half of the lesson" my maths teacher glared at me as I stood in the doorway. "Detention. This is the third time this week" I stumbled into the classroom and my facial expression grew bitter at the thought of staying here, in this shit hole for another hour. But you know it could only get better from here, the universe doesn't hate me to much!. My eyes scanned the room finding an empty seat I could sit on and the only one available was. . .no, nope hell no, not him why him. My face screwed up at the sight of the guy sitting next to the vacant seat. I made my way over to the chair sitting down and dropping my bag on the floor. I heard the clicking of a pen and a chuckle from beside me and I look at the teacher who continued with his lesson.

"Cheer up nestor! At least you didn't have to see me in the morning like usual, and because of that you shall see me at lunch." The deep voice scratched at my head and sent a shiver up my spine. A breath escaped my lips that signalled a slight aggressive slap to my back and a evil chuckle. I looked at the devil spawn next to me only to see a prince. He had a disgustingly charming smile, tanned skin and long dark hair with a singular stud in his ear. He was hot to say the least but also and asshole and so the scales kinda tipped to me hating him. "What you staring at brat?" My eyes widened as he looked at me and my attention found its way back to my paper with nothing on it. Today will be along day.

RING

Three well two and a half periods later and it time for me to eat lunch. As the class left I stumbled out behind and soon flicked on the forehead by my saving grace! Katherine!!! She  looked at me with one a smile and wrapped her arm over my shoulder. She was a very pretty girl, scholar and cheerleader. If it wasn't for the fact that we've been friends since the beginning of time itself she would of been the girl that followed with the popular kids. I mean she does slit she doesn't treat me like shit eather. I felt my body shake and I was snapped out of thought. "Eef bud, where was you this morning??"

"I woke up late sorry" I stumbled into walking and headed towards my locker, she followed behind me talking and me not taking it in. As I opened my locker and finally clocked into Katherine's one sided conversation "so I told him that she has no choice to break things off and so he cried and I awkwardly left the room, I swear if I'm asked to end that relationship for her one more time I'm gonna go insane!" I just noted at her not really knowing how I got to this point in the conversation until my locker door slammed infront of me and all thoughts left my head. "There you are nestor been looking for you everywhere!".

I no patience today, honestly. I turned my head the voice that spoke, my face sour and I kissed my teeth slightly at the sight of the annoyingly dreamy man infront of me. "Fuck off mark." He wasn't happy with that. Suddenly I felt a pain in my stomach and my body folded over. I looked down to see a fist twist into me. I looked up at the person who was attatched to the fist. "I was being nice no need for bitchy tone. Now you're going to be my punching bag." For some reason these words pissed me off today. Usely they would fill me with fear but the cut on my hand, the new spots, the Detention I had to sit and the annoying deep voice whispering down my ear. I was not in the mood for this shit today, with his shit today. Suddenly confidence filled my vains and I grabbed his collar and punch. It wasn't as powerful as my false confidence made me believe and he snickered and soon I was on the floor. The pain in my back from the impacts hurt like hell and I thought I was gonna black out. But instead I took what ever I could and pulled him down kicking him the stomach. At this rate we were full on fighting a sworm of people surrounding us. I was obviously loosing and since Mr popular was winning I heard my peers chant his name.

Mark!

Mark!

Mark!

"What on earth is the meaning of this!" A booming voice silenced to hallway and suddenly the blows to my stomach and face stopped. I looked up to see our principle standing over us. Me on the floor. Mark on top of me holding me down and his fist clenched with slight blood on his white knuckles. "My office. NOW!"

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I sat in the waiting room with a ice bag on my cheek and Mark with one on his nose. He was called in first. I was now sitting alone in pain. It took a while, it felt like hours but eventually Mark left the room and stared at me. Sitting back next to me. "This is your fault next time. Just take the beating." I was called in.

"Mr nestor. I'm highly disappointed in this behaviour." I sat down in front of him and he looked at me with such a pitiful look.

"You see, obviously I've got to punish you for this and as I said to Mark you will be doing detentions after school for two weeks."  My eyes widened at the thought of me having to spend another hour with him after school and my head started to spin.

"You attendance too. It terribly so I think I'm gonna in courage you to do some extra credit to make up for it. Join a sports team or tutor some students or something, just get your act together. Now leave me, because I've got write this up." I left the room, limping slightly looking around to see Mark waiting for me by the door.  "Our Detentions start tomorrow. Try anything and your dead" he left and I walked out to head out to my lesson.

What a shit start to the week.