Judged ~H.S.

Chapter 2 - I know who you are

I grabbed my backpack and skipped down the stairwell. I hate mornings like any other human being but for some unknown reason, I was feeling extraordinarily good about this one. While eating an apple for breakfast and making my lunch for the day I texted Katie to tell her I was picking her up with my car today. I heard it was going to rain and I really don't want my new skinny jeans to get wet before even starting my day. After a few minutes I got a text back saying I should hurry, so I did.

I grabbed my car keys on my way out, yelled a quick goodbye to my mother and ran out the door. Kate was already waiting for me outside, of course. She climbed in my car and turned the radio up when she heard one of her favorite songs, amnesia from 5sos, come on. I must admit, it's a good song. The red haired girl sitting next to me sang along, staring out of the window while little raindrops started to pour from the sky. You know, like in those sad movies everyone loves.

We arrived at school a few minutes later and unfortunately it started to rain harder by the second. Me being the smartass I am forgot to bring an umbrella. Katie didn't have one either so we had to run from the parking space all the way to the school building. Okay, it wasn't even that far but still! I was soaking wet and I bet my make-up had smeared all over my face by now. We decided to go to the bathroom first to clean up and went to our lockers afterwards.

I turned around after getting my books out of my locker, still holding them in my hands. Just when I was about to walk off with Katie by my side some idiot ran into me, making me trip and let go off all of my books which where now shattered around the place. The person wanted to help me up, but I ignored their hand and started picking up my books while sitting on my knees. Suddenly another person dropped to the floor and started to help me pick up my books. I bet it's the guy that ran me over. Not that anyone else would help me, well, maybe Katie but then again she probably wouldn't wanna get her jeans all dirty and stuff. The bell rang and I knew I'd be late for class, again. "C'mon Grace, hurry." Katie whined, she hates being late, but then again, so do I. I stood up and that was the first time I actually looked at the person who ran me over. Urgh! God damn it I should've known. Only Marcel is dumb enough to to that to me and not even dare to properly apologize. I rolled my eyes, grabbed all of my books out of his hands and started walking off with Katie. "You're welcome!" Marcel yelled after us. I laughed but kept walking, pretending I didn't notice. Was he for real? He caused that mess, it was the least he could've done.

Katie gave me a look. You know, that look. I shrugged it off because honestly, it was nothing. Just funny. It got me thinking again though, everytime I see him face he seems even more familiar. I may not remember from where I know the guy, but I do. Or he has a twin. That could be a possibility too. I'm pretty sure he's one of those spoiled only childs that has everything they could ever wish for though. Probably never had a struggle in his life. With anything. No bad grades, no bad friends (if he even has them), no fights, not money that for sure, no parents who complain about everything, nothing.

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"No, Katie, you don't get it. I. dont. like. him." I tried explaining to my crazy best friend who somehow got the ridiculous idea in that big head of hers that I like Marcel. "You totally do though! I saw the way you smiled this morning. I saw you turn that adorable color of pink you get when you like someone. I saw you ignoring him, when you totally didn't want to. I see things you know, I'm not blind." She laughed out loud. I looked down, staring at my feet like they where the most interesting thing on earth. "I blushed?" I asked her barely above a whisper looking at her through my lashes. "You did and you are right now. Damn girl, you've got it bad." A stupid grin plastered on her face and I felt like it wasn't going to fall off. Like, ever.

She poked me in the shoulder when I burried my head in my knees, folding my arms over myself as a protection shield. "Just admit it already, you like the nerd!" The redhead laughed even louder than before. I pulled my head up from between my knees and send her the deadliest glare you've ever seen. "Not so loud alright? And I don't. So don't get all excited about this." I rolled my eyes and put my face back between my legs again, trying to block her and everyone else out of my world. "Okay, whatever, so... Do you wanna go to a party on friday?" She nudged me in the shoulder, clearly not getting the obvious. Me wanting to be left alone right now. I need to think. Do I really like Marcel? I mean c'mon. Marcel, out off all people! "Sure. I'll pick you up at the usual time?" I asked looking up this time. Because why not right? Parties with her are always fun. She nodded her head like a mad man so we started making plans for the weekend.

Lunch went by much faster then I wanted it to and we had to get back to class. Luckily I have the rest of my classes with Katie today. Otherwise I would've died. I swear. We packed our stuff and walked to class together. "I'm gonna go to my locker first, forgot my history book." I awkwardly said to Katie while running off in the other direction, waving at her. She waved back and went to class already, so not both of us would be late, again. When I got to my locker the hallway was almost empty already so I assumed class started and didn't bother to hurry, if I was going to be late anyway, why bother?

I got my book, put it in my backpack and started to walk when I saw Marcel running to his locker. He's probably never been late before. Poor guy, must feel terrible. I laughed a little louder than I probably should have because he turned aroud to look at me. He rolled his eyes when he saw who it was and I did the same, still laughing at him. I started to walk off again but of course the idiot catched up to me and started to walk next to me, like, why? I looked at him as if he had grown a third head, but could you blame me? Hell, I didn't even know he was in my history class until just now, when we both stopped walking in front of the classroom door. He looked really anxious, almost ike he was scared to go in. "Are you okay?" I asked, surprising both him and myself. "yeah." He answered quitely, "Let's just go inside." He continued. I nodded my head and knocked on the door. We heard a faint "come in." from the other side of the door so I opened the door and walked in, going straight to my spot next to Katie while Marcel just stood there like a statue, not being able to move what so ever. "For God's sake, Marcel, just sit down already." I yelled through the classroom earling a glare from our teacher. Not that I care, obviously. Marcel shook his head just slightly, "I'm sorry I'm late. It won't happen again." He told her and went to sit down. Our teacher didn't say anything about it. That's a good thing I guess because she left me be as well l, while any other day I'd get detention or something. Instead she just nodded at Marcel and started her lession.

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"Okay, I'm not saying anything happened but you and Marcel where late, together. He's one of those people that's probably never been late before in his life, and you know it. So spill." Katie practically yelled at me. I hushed her, no one needs to know about this, it's bad enough that my class does. I bet the whole school now thinks we hooked up or something and I just can't deal with that. "Nothing! Katie, trust me, nothing happened, he was just late as well, not my fault the nerd's an idiot." I huffed. Why can't she just drop this? "Hey," Oh, well, that's why. "What are you doing here?" Okay, I know that may have sounded a little rude but still. I can't have people think I actually like him. Or worst, that he likes me. "Nothing, I just saw you guys siting here so I thought I'd say hi." He smiled goofily, showing off his adorable dimples. No! Not adorable. Annoying. Everything about him is annoying. "Okay, well, you did that, you can go now." I answered pointing somewhere in the distance making it more then obvious that I wanted him to leave. "Alright, no worries, I'll go. See you in music." He laughed and turned around to walk away. "Oh, by the way! Grace, if that's what you want me to call you, I know who you really are." He said right after and walked off leaving me with my mouth wide open, staring at him.. He can't know? Can he?

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Picture from what I imagine Katie like on the side. Hope u guys liked it. xoxox