Learned Not To Cry

Chapter 2: Her

During the entirety of our math lesson I was scribbling and jotting down all sorts of behaviors and actions I noticed from Ms. Ruby. By the end of the lesson I had filled up the entire page. I read it in a whisper like tone. "Hears everything, notices everything, doesn't look/see things under the table." I've finally found her weakness! "Ms. Kelsch!" I heard in an almost screaming voice. I turned around in a slow yet obedient way. "Yes ma'am?" I answered while my classmates were snickering. "I know you have no friends but no need to talk to yourself in my class." I think that she expected me to give her a reaction. But I simply said back "oh- I'm sure you have lots of experience with fake friends." In response she looked at me and yelled "detention!" I sighed with annoyance. "Whatever"

Around the end of my last class I started regretting what I did first period. I just wanted to go home. But no, of course there had to be some dumbass of a teacher that had to ruin my entire day. The bell rung and I started walking to detention. I wanted to skip detention, but I knew that if I did that the situation would only get worse. So I sighed and walked in slow pace to detention

Once I arrived to the classroom I looked around. "Just great." I said. There where 3 other kids. I hoped that I would be alone so that I could blast music. But there was no way in hell that I could do that now.

I walked straight to my usual seat. But when I tried to sit down a noticed a girl sitting in my seat.I scoffed with annoyance. "Can't you see that I want to sit here?" "Can't you see that I'm already sitting here." She answered in the same angry tone that I had. "Ugh. Whatever I don't feel like having a fight right now."

Decided to sit as far away as I could from the rest. I didn't feel like having anymore human interaction. I took my phone out of my pocket, although it wasn't allowed I knew that I was just far enough from the teacher that he wouldn't notice it. Even if he did he wouldn't care less. The teachers at this school don't give a damn about you.

I looked around for a slight moment before something, no more like someone caught my eye. It was the girl from before, and she was actually doing what she was supposed to! She was making her homework while causally humming to a sing I didn't know. "Who knew someone with an attitude like that could actually be a goody-two shoes." I said to myself almost laughing. I couldn't believe that there where people on this earth that make homework during detention. I think she heard me because she shoot me a death glare and walked up to me, "first of all, you were the one with the attitude, and I'm not a goody-two shoes. The only reason I'm doing this is because otherwise my father won't believe my lie about going to the library." I couldn't believe what she just said. Who knew that she actually had some guts?