Oh lovely...

Chapter 2

I was sitting out side on the roof of my house. I sighed and looked at the night sky. The Stars of the mid night sky scattered around, covering the midnight sky like a blanket. The stars they sparkled like diamonds. It was a nice and peaceful night. I was happy to be away from all the drama. I put my ear phones in and played Price The Veil, the song was called The boy who could fly and I slowly let my eyes shut and slowly drifted to sleep.

I woke up to the sound of my moms car. I jerked up looking at the time on my phone. I instantly freaked out running inside, grabbing some baggy sweat pants and t shirt. I instantly grabbed my book bag, running out of the house to the end of the drive way knowing If I didn't get on the buss I would have no ride. I ran faster, but in the end I ended up missing the buss. I threw my bag down and started cursing. After calming down, I decided to just stay home that day, since I already missed the buss. So I was about to do head inside, until a car that was very familiar to me started to drive down my drive way. I had run a bit from my house and they stopped pulling up beside me. It was Char, Cheyenne was her real name, but Char was her nickname that many call her by. She was with her mom, My mother must have called her or something.

''Come on get in. You're mom called my mom and said that you would probably need a ride.''Char said smiling.

I laughed and did so, thanking her and her mom. When we arrived at school, me and Cheyenne got out of the car and headed into the school. We were now sitting in the big hall way, were many seniors, freshmen, and other students gathered. Then he arrived, as girls come up to him talking to him and soon crowding around him a bit. I sighed, being annoyed about how loud it was in the big hall. Then the bell rang, motioning that kids needed to get to their class rooms. I put in my earphones, walking down the hall to my class.

I sat in my assigned seat, the teacher had assigned every one a seat. The new kid came in, sitting behind me. I grumbled something under my breath, I guess he heard me because he tapped my shoulder. I turned around looking at him.

''What did you say love?'' He had an Australian accent, he pulled on a smile.

''I said.....Oh great the new boy is sitting behind me....''
He pulled an emotional face, a hurt face, witch you could tell was fake.'' I'm so hurt!'' He said sarcastically. rolling my eyes, ignoring his annoying comment. He finally shut up after a while, and I was happy for a bit. Until we started working. he started to tap me on the shoulder or he'd tap his pencil against his desk. You see that annoys me, and frankly I don't think anyone likes it to be honest. After a while of this I quickly reached my breaking point and turned around to give him a glare, As I did I met his gaze and a smirk that caught me off guard.

''Oh is there something wrong, love? '' He asked even though he probably knew what I was bothered about.
''I'm pretty sure you know whats the matter....now stop it...'' I said with an annoyed voice.
As soon as he was about to say something the teacher shouted across the room. ''Sam turn around.'' I frowned knowing he got me in trouble, and did as the teacher said. After that he didn't bother me, But I knew this probably wouldn't be the last time.

After class I walked out meeting Cheyenne as she knew I was probably in raged with anger as she was in that same class with me and saw what happened. Throughout the day I didn't have any problems after that. I was headed to my last class. I smelt something as I walked down the hall to the gym. Now we have 4 gyms, but we have a main gym. It has a downstairs for the classes for health, or weight training or body sculpting. As I headed there. I was late because I had to help one of my teachers with something, but I had a note. So I was safe. I was at the top of the stairs as I could smell smoke, not a fire smoke, but cigarette smoke. I then let curiosity get the best of me, because I wanted to know what idiot would smoke on school grounds inside of the school. I was quit shocked to see the new kid under the stairs with the door open, smoking with 2 other people. I looked at the 3, and looked at them in disgust. As soon as the new boy saw me, he kinda gave me a smirk and went to say something, but I wasn't in the mood to hear his voice now, and walked away. He was in my health class, and he showed up late, but he used the 'Sorry teach I got lost...' card witch I guess he noticed me because he sat in a seat near mine. He didn't bother me.

The bell rung letting all the kids rush out to head to the buss stops. I took my time because I was second load. I threw my bag on and put my head phones in, looking for a song to listen to. As I was looking for a song I guess I didn't notice him, but the new boy stood in front of me. Looking down at me. I looked up at him. He surprisingly didn't smell like cigarettes, to be honest the way he smelt was intoxicating and made me want to get closer to him.
''So did you tell anyone?'' He asked
At first I didn't know what he was talking about. ''About what?...''
He did a hand motion of a cigarette. That's when it clicked ''Oh that no, why would I?''
''Because some people are tattle tails''
''Yeah, I don't care...get lung cancer'' I pushed past him. as I did I heard him chuckle. As I was about to walk out, he asked me. ''Do I smell bad?''
''No....'' I said not really even wanting to admit he smelt good.
''...Heh....Do you like it?..'' He asked
I left, thinking I'm not getting into that. As I headed up the steps, I heard him behind me, But he slowed down. I went up the steps just a bit faster. walking up on the top, glancing over the railing where some of the basket ball players were helping the coach. Walking out of the gym, and past people to the outside where the buss park. I went past every one who was in their groups waiting for the buses. I went to my group that was under a small little tree on the side of the school, which is where lovers went to make out. I sat in the grass, laying on one of my friends. I mostly always hung out with her. I relaxed in the shade as it was hot almost everyday. unless it was Winter.
''Can I draw on you?...'' I asked my friend, as I got out my bag off sharpies. Taking her hand, Already knowing her answer. As always I drew on her. Most of the time I took my time, it almost always looked good, and people always said something about her drawings. After a while her bus showed up, she went home, and got ready to repeat the process all over again the next day.