Slightest Touch~> C.H

Chapter 2

*ring ring*

"What do you think is wrong with her?"

"Why is she wearing all black?"

"Does she have enough tattoos and piercings yet?"

"Damn that chick would be hot if she didn't look like she was gonna chop my balls off if I touch her"

The sound of whispers about me filled my ears as I walked to my sixth period.

Not that I really cared what they thought about me but as many times as I've been through this you would think they would come up with different things to say about me.

Honestly its the same thing each and every school I go to, the same girls who think they are the shit, the same guys who would fuck anything in sight (it's kind of sickening really). I already feel like I want to punch someone just out of curiosity to see what they would say then.

When I walked in I saw rows and rows of desk with only like 12 people in the classroom which I am guessing where the know-it-alls who run to their next class. As I made my way to the back of the classroom I was stopped by a boy.

He was unreasonably tall probably around 6 feet and had this black hair with a faded patch of color in the front and he had really dark brown eyes. The kind that look like when he was mad they probably turned black. He was wearing a pair of khakis and a red sweater with a button up under it. If he wasn't such a nerd I would actually kind of like him.

"Hey are you the new student everyone is talking about?" he asks me fixing his already perfect collar

"Yeah obviously do you see anyone else who is getting talked about for looking like this." I snap back already over this conversation

"No um I'm sorry I just was wondering if you need any help with finding your classes." he replies backing away from me like I was gonna hit him or something

"Well actually I do need help finding my last period but I think it's upstairs since I haven't seen it done here." I reply setting my stuff down on the desk next to his

"Oh yeah what class do you have?" He asks

"It's um math" I say sitting down

"yeah ill show you where its at but can I ask you something?" he says also taking his seat because the bell has rang

"yeah what's up" i say sighing wanting him to stop talking

"Why are you sitting by me?"

"Oh excuse me I didn't know you owned every seat in this damn room." I say flinging my hands in the air finally breaking

"im sorry its just no one ever sits by me and I thought they would of already told you to avoid me at all cost." he says sinking back into his seat

"wh....."

The old cranky hag walks into the room and throws her books on the table telling us to shut up.

*45 minutes later*

The rest of the class was just as boring as the teachers outfit and honestly now I feel like taking that pen she kept clicking and shoving it where her head already was because she was irritating. I am now walking up the stairs to my last period of the day kind of pissed because mister oh I just want to help just left and didn't even wait for me.

"Hey uh Ophelia wait up!!!" I hear from down the hallway

"Oh what the hell do you want what happened to helping me with where my class was at!!" I yell back at the frightened looking boy

"Well I had to go and put my stuff in my locker and grab my bag and I didn't want to make you wait for me so I ran ahead and was just gonna catch up to you." he mumbles looking at his feet

"Fine but you can't walk with me until you grow a pair and can talk to me like you aren't scared to death of me." I reply

"sorry it's just that's how I usually am" he answers

"why is that?" I ask

"Because lets just say I'm not the most popular person ever and everyone kind of picks on me so I just stick to not talking and no eye contact so they can't make fun of me." he explains

"Well whatever they don't like you for I know nothing about and I don't pick on you so just talk to me like a normal human being." I sigh rounding the corner with him in front of me.

"Okay I will." he answers stopping at a door holding it open for me

"well okay wait what's your name?" I say

"Calum... Calum Hood" he says sitting in the desk beside me already with his stuff for the lesson out.