A boy named Blaze

Chapter 2

I climb into my moms car, backpack at my feet and cranked up the music. Eminem blasts out of the speakers and I sing along to it as best I can. It's the song 'Beautiful' and my mom glares at me every time I sing one of the many swear words that's in the song. Soon, we pulled up to a huge grey building. The first thought that entered my mind was that this school was incredibly depressing. The doors were big and metal with tiny glass windows and the building was tall and wide with many locked windows. There was some graffiti here and there and to get to the door, there was a brick walkway, the rest of the grounds were picnic tables, grass, trees, and some flowers to add a little bit colour to the otherwise dismal campus.

I glanced at my mom and she pushed me out of the car. I gave her a death glare and shut the door behind me. I could already tell I was going to hate high school. I started walking throuhj the bright green grass towards the front doors, my eyes scanning the area, looking for my type of friends. I moved to this town over the summer and now I didn't know a single person here. It would have been much easier if I could have walked through those door with Kathy at my side and a couple of other girls who were beautiful and popular at my side. It's weird Kathy isn't very popular, yet she's my best friend. She' s a bit of a nerd, but she doesn't wear dorky glasses or pocket protectors or any of that weird stuff. She's just good in school and doesn't mind learning, which isn't a bad thing. She has fiery orange hair and bright, clear blue eyes, and a happy face full of freckles.

I missed my friend as I pushed open the doors of Earth View High and once again scanned the people milling about. There was a kind of cute guy, one of the populars but not in the popular group of kids, I guess you could called it the normal or neutral group. I was going to walk over to him, deciding he would be mine until I understood this school better but he at that moment, he walked up to another girl and wrapped his arms around her tiny shoulders, giving her a kiss. That bastard! Didn't he see me checking him out? She isn't really all that. Oh well, it was his loss. I was only planning on playing with him for a short while.

I continued my search and I saw a girl wearing a very tiny skirt;   I mean tiny even for my standards, and a white top that was entirely see-through. Underneath the top, she was wearing a black lacy bra that pushed her blatantly fake chest up, on her feet was a pair of very high, very cheap heels. I have been called a whore many times before in my life, but I always love laughing at the cheap whores walking around the schools. I chuckled inwardly to myself and continued the search. Finally I found a jock; blond hair, spiked and deep brown eyes. Not the best I've ever seen but still pretty hot. Then, I saw the blond bimbo touching his chest and making a sad attempt to flirt with him. I smiled, knowing I could get him and even keep my pride before she could even manage a maybe by throwing herself at him, making herself look entirely desperate. I restrained myself on walking over and flirting with him. First I would need to make some friends before I started pissing of the populars or the cheerleaders.

 I was a cheerleader once but I gave up on it because before I had been moving schools way to often. I'm here to stay this year, so maybe I'll become a cheerleader again. It depends on whether or not Blondie here will let me. I knew she was head cheerleader just by the way that she stood and walked. She was like a blond version of me in a way. I though of that as I walked over to them. I thought of what I could say if I couldn't flirt with the boy. There, I could tell it was the jock dudes friend, he was hot and I could tell that he wanted absolutely nothing to do with the ditzy cheerleaders. It looked like they had given up on trying to get his attention. He had green eyes and light brown hair.

I walked right over to him and put on a lost look, standing right in front of him andmaking it very clear that it was him I was talking to. "Hey, would you happen to know where the place you find your homeroom teacher is? Sorry to ask or interrupt anything; it's just that I'm new to around here and I didn't know who to ask and you looked nice." I said putting on my killer smile. I let my words trail a little, giving it a little sexiness to it.. He looked at me and smiled, "I do, want me to take you?" I let myself smile a little more and then dropped it, "I don't want to interrupt any more, I don't wanna take you away from your friends." He smiled again, he had a pretty nice smile I noted and then he placed his hand lightly on my shoulder. "It's not problem, they probably won't even notice that I'm gone." he said and led me around to the cafeteria.