Life as a teenage hipster

Chapter two

I stormed into biology, and flopped down into my seat beside Tavin in the second row of desks from the front. "What's wrong?" He asked turning his body to face me. "Jacie bumped into me" I air quoted sarcastically. "And I fell, knocking my project onto the floor and it busted!" I vented to him. "Uh oh. What project?" He asked looking a little angry. "The one where we create a hairstyle on a mannequin head, when she bumped me the mannequin flew off the table and shattered, so now i owe the school 70 bucks!" I grumble, sinking down further in my seat just wanting to go home. Mr. Simon stalked into the room and everyone fell silent in fear. Mr. Simon was known for being grumpy and irate and seemed to enjoy handing out mountains of homework everyday. "All right class, today we'll be starting unit 3, which is homeostasis." He continued to drone on and everyone but me and Tavin  tuned out as per usual. We actually took this class seriously. After about ten minutes and furious note taking on mine and Tavins part, Grayson and Daniel waltzed into the room as if they owned the place. "Ahem, may i ask why you two are late?" Mr. Simon asked, sounding more irritated by the second. " We were talking to our counselors Mr. Simon" Grayson lied, smirking. I roll my eyes, him and Daniel always got away with everything. "All right take your seats then, you've already wasted five minutes of our time." Mr. Simon continued the lecture. Grayson and Daniel plopped into their seats behind us nonchalantly, talking as if there wasn't a lesson going on.

Unfortunately for me i had known Grayson and Daniel and a majority of the other preps since about grade four or five. They both had some sort of effect on girls that i never understood, maybe it was Daniels platinum blonde hair and stunning grey eyes, or Graysons dark brown hair and classic handesome brown ones. maybe they had no effect on me  because I have known them for so long. I don't know. I was brought back to reality by a movement out of my peripheral vision. I glanced back and saw Becky, a quiet, shy girl handing Grayson a notebook presumably filled with the answers to todays homework. With a sigh i turn back to face the front but not before catching Grayson's eye. He smirked knowingly at me. It disgusts me that people like Becky let people like Grayson, Jacie, and Daniel walk all over them and would do anything for the chance to talk to one of them. How pathetic.

Tavin looks over at me giving me a questioning look. "Tell you later." I whisper in his ear. He tenses up when i lean into him. What the hell? whats Tavin's problem? I think while staring at the clock willing the big hand to move faster. Suddenly I heard my name whispered from behind us. Stiffening in my seat i strain my ears to hear what they're saying. "I heard her dad was an alcoholic..." The rest of the sentence incoherent. I shift leaning back trying to hear more of the conversation...

"Aislin?" my attention returns to the front of the room where Mr. Simon is standing with his hands on his hips looking at me expectantly. "Yes?" I ask "What is the smallest structure capable of carrying out all life processes?" Mr. Simon asks impatiently. Thank god i already knew the answer to this one. "The cell, sir." I answered with certainty. "Very good Miss Robertson." Mr. Simon commented, returning to the lesson once again. Tavin stuck out his fist from under the desk and i fist bumped him, laughing a little.

After class Tavin pulled me aside to the part of the hallway that was empty for the moment. "Ash, did you hear anything weird in class?" He asked looking a little uncertain. "Like what?" I ask confused by his question. "Well, I heard Grayson and Daniel talking, and they said something about you.. something about your real dad, but i couldn't hear anything else." I looked around not wanting to meet his eyes. "Is there something you aren't telling me Aislin?" He asked seriously. Taking my chin in his hand and forcing me to meet his eyes.

Am I really going to lie to my best friend? I asked myself guiltily. After a few minutes of contemplation i respond. " All right Tavin, I'll tell you about my real dad."