Zach had dropped me off again this morning, this time it was early and on time so rather than being late and having a really bad anxiety fit. "bye babe" he kissed my cheek and I kiss his cheek.
He drives off and I turn around to see Clay staring at me, he was sat in his truck, one hand on the wheel and the other supporting his chin to hold up his enormous head.
"Clayton" I nod my head at him and he rolls his eyes at me. "How are you feeling?" he says watching my boyfriend leave the driveway "A-Okay" I give him the thumbs up with a gentle smile. "Still dumb I see" he mutters "What?" I ask him "You're still with him." he says getting out of his vehicle.
He walks up to me "your disgusting" I roll my eyes "you are because you're with him" he responds "let it go before i beat you the fuck up" i mumble, reaching for my phone to call Brie, walking towards the school entrance.
"oh come on y/n, you really think he wants you back. its because he knows you can do better." Clay follows shortly behind me, why the fuck did he care so much about who I was or wasn't with. "Listen Clay, if i really wanted you to be apart of my love life or give me advice on it, I would have asked. But soon as you mean nothing to me, I don't need you or your advice." I spin around to look at him but he looked away, wiping a tear that rolled down his cheek.
Was it something I said to him?
The bell rings and I was stood outside the school, staring blankly at Clay who had his back faced to me. "I'll uh, see you in class." he mutters walking back to his car, wiping his eyes once more. What the fuck just happened.
I entered the class a few minutes late, hoping no one would notice, "you're late" Miss Park says "Sorry Miss, I just had a few things to sort out." I lie, looking around to see the class had all eyes on me. Clay barges through the door shortly after me "right, you're late too." Miss Park says but Clay's whole demeanour had changed, he was distant, cold. For some reason I felt like it was affecting me, even though it shouldn't it did.
He didn't respond "Wastaken, you're late." Miss Park repeats herself "What are you going to do about it? Send me to the principal, he won't do shit." Clay speaks up, his voice irritated and filled with annoyance and anger. This day just got more and more confusing.
"Right." Miss Park instantly clicked on and looked at me, waving for me to come to her. Standing up from my chair and silently making my way over to her, I receive judgemental eyes "what happened?" she asks me.
"What?" I respond confused, I swear I have said 'what' alot today.
"Why is he angry?" she asks me "it wasn't me!" I defend myself and she gives a look indicating she didn't believe me "look I was talking to him, he was fine. Then I walked off. I didn't say anything, I swear." I defend myself, sure he fucked me off all the time but I didn't ruin people's mornings. Not intentionally. Nevermind I did ruin them intentionally, but I didn't do this.
I was sent back to my seat and the class whispers amongst themselves. I hear all of their fucking words like they were speaking to me. "i heard she fucked him." one of the popular girls whispers "apparently they slept together last night." another person says, what the fuck.
The rumours don't stop, rather they keep piling and piling. Clay sat there on his phone, irritated at whatever the fuck he was annoyed at. "i heard she" "SHUT THE FUCK UP" I slam my closed fists against the desk.
The class went silent, all eyes were on me once again. I stormed out of the class without a word.
It was finally first break and Brie had picked me up from my second class. The field was closed because it was being mowed or whatever Mr Lively said.
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cameras and memories | dream
Fanfictioni guess photography class wasn't the worst thing to happen to us. (highschool au)
