Mr.Sky tells Damien to sit in his seat, to the far right on the other side of the class room, next to Harry.
"Continue with your projects from last week."
We do as we're told, and soon enough we're done. David, and I made a tiny version of the buildings in New York on a tiny platform, and because we had time we we're one of the few groups that were finished, we were able to make paint and enhance it. I carefully took the sponge and made a night scene behind the buildings.
" Wow Zoe that looks cool." David stated.
" Thanks! We have the 100 in the bag!"
I was really happy with the project, and put it on the back table. Just then the bell rang. Grabbing my bag I rummaged through it for my earbuds, once again. My next class was Writing. Writing is my favorite class, and I was really good at it so if I was late the teacher didn't mind, and again that class was in the east wing, and I was at the end of the west wing.
"Hey wait!" I heard behind me.
I didn't bother to look behind me thinking they were calling someone else. Suddenly feeling a tap on my shoulder I took out my earbuds and clicked paused.
"Hmm?" I say as I'm about to look up.
When I do my eyes meet the face of Damien.
" Do you know where science with Mr.Lawson is?"
" Yes. It's in the lower wing across from lab."
I continued to walk to writing when I tripped over my foot. Clumsy me as always. This part of the west wing is always deserted so I didn't make a fool of myself.....at least that's what I thought before I heard obnoxious laughing. Looking up I see the jerk who decided to laugh at my clumsiness. It's Damien. I think I'm gonna call him Mr.Jerkwall instead. I mean when I met him I thought he was a wall, and right now he's being a jerk. Getting up I yank my earbuds out, and look him dead in the eye, and shrug. Pretending it doesn't faze me, but in reality it does only a little bit. My mask must have been really good cause it seems like he really bought it.
Anyways I eventually got to writing, and I got there on time. That was a first, I'm usually late. As soon as I get to class I scan the room to find Jayden.
"Looking for me?"
I look down and see Jayden is sitting right in front of me. I sit in the empty seat next to her. Now I will explain Jayden. Me and Jayden have been friends since kindergarten. We know each other really well, but when we were in first grade I moved to a different town. Jayden has a pretty short frame with blonde hair and hazel eyes. We still spent time together, but then I met Everly, and Zena. Jayden had met Heather, and Marie, two other girls that went to the same school, so we were fine. We have the occasional classes together like this one. This highschool was the only one, so six different towns near here go to this highschool.
//skipping class//
Finally LUNCH!!
My favorite class. The only bad thing is I have a different lunch period then any of my other friends, except Holden. Holden has been my best guy friend forever, and I literally mean forever. We have the same birthday, and were born in the same hospital, me being older than him by an hour. Our parents met in the hospital, as their rooms were next to each other. It's pretty weird, I know.
" Holden!" I call as soon as he walks into the lunch room.
" Zoe!"
I pat the seat next to me, and he sits down.
" What do you have for lunch?" Holden asks
"Yogurt, and a bag of Doritos with skittles!"
" You gonna share the skittles?" He slyly asks.
I would NEVER give my skittles, and he knows that. Skittles are my obsession. If someone dare take my skittles, consider writing your will, because I will kill you!
" No." I say raising my eyebrows with a dull tone.
"Oh c'mon just onee."
"Yeah no. Just give it up."
He asks me everyday, but I never give in. Skittles are my favorite, I do not share the rainbow.
"Fine, but to be fair I'm gonna ask tomorrow."
"Ok, but I'm still gonna say no."
He sighs, and I mock his sigh. After eating, Holden, and I decide to have some fun. So we go in to the janitor's closet. (A/N get your dirty minds out of the gutter, and keep reading lol)
Once we're in, I ask Holden to give me a boost. Above the janitor's closet there's a class where Zena and Everly are both in. On the ceiling there's a small door (similar to one that leads you to an attic), that when you open it, it leads to the the class. Why not pop in, and say hello??
"Ready?" Holden asks.
"Yup!" I cheer happily. And with that Holden picks me up and I open the opening to the class room. I pop my head in the class and notice that it's the very front.
"HII EVE! Hi ZEE!" I yell.
There heads snap towards mine, and not just them everyone even the teacher, but before the teacher can see me I wave, and go down. Holden closes the door thing, and we rush out.
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The Non-Believer
ЧиклитHi my name is Zoe and this is my story. Everyday the halls of Rockwood High are filled with chatter but what school isn't? Rockwood High isn't a cliche high-school with cliques. This isn't 'Mean Girls.' At this high-school everyone talks to everyon...