Eyes

3. "I Saw what you did there."

Homeroom was embarrassing. Let's start at the moment where I walked in class and tripped over my own feet, which caused everyone to laugh at me, even mr. Howard. We were forced to listen to his complaining about us being fucked up teens. Every time I was writing down my answer, Briana was pulling my hair. I swear to god, if this going to last any longer, I will lose my temper.

When the bell rang I quickly got out of my seat and walked out of the classroom. There were people staring at me like I had something on my face. I just looked down to face the ground and ignore the stares. I walked into the toilets an looked in the mirror to see what people were looking at. Apparently my hair looked like a fucking birds nest. Thank you very much Briana. I fixed my hair until I heard heels walking in. I rushed to the toilet stall and I heard Brian talk to Courtney about what she did to me in homeroom. Courtney told her that she did a good job and that I deserved it. But why? What did I ever do to them?! I seriously needed to write in my journal and spit everything out. Every thought, every emotion, every swear word, but I managed to keep my shit together and wait until they got out of there.

I have History now and Sam is in the same class as I. I couldn't feel more relieved. I needed a friend by my side.

"Hey girl! How was homeroom?" He approaches me.

"I-I-t was.. Uhm... Interesting... I guess." I hesitantly stuttered.

I don't know if I want to tell Sam about what happened today. It surprises me that he didn't start about the big scene that played in the hallway earlier this morning. I guess he doesn't know, But how?

"Interesting?" He raised one of his eyebrows.

"Not really." I answer him more in a whisper.

He took his pen out of his school bag and gave me the look and waited for me to talk further.

"He just complained about how fucked up teens we were." I sigh.

"I don't blame him." He laughs.

"That's it? No details? No hot guys?" He continued and asks with a smirk.

"Yeah that's it. There was a guy in the front row with blue hair though. I didn't saw his face, but he looked interesting. I'll let you know if he's single." I joked.

He let his neck fall back and laughed out loud.

"I saw what you did there." He said

Mrs. Hill was about to start class, so I just smiled and didn't reply. I actually wasn't joking. The guy at the front did look interesting, I don't know why, but he just did. Maybe it was his hair. I stopped thinking about the boy and tried to pay attention to the lesson, but of course there was a tap on my shoulder. I hesitantly turned around with my hands covering my face, because of the fear of having someone's phone in my face trying to make an unexpected photo. I peeked behind my fingers and saw Lucy laughing at my reaction. She handed me a small paper, which I hesitantly took from her. I wanted to ask her from who it was, but then I reminded myself that she wasn't worth it. I turned around to face the board and slowly opened the small paper without Sam noticing.

How's your morning been so far? -L

L? Who is L? I slowly scanned the classroom. I knew half of the people ever since kindergarten and I don't know the other half class' names. I've never met them before. My eyes landed on a blonde boy with a big quiff. Luke. I didn't even notice him.

He smiled and quickly waved. I returned the smile and waved back. Lucy noticed and snapped her neck towards Luke like I was calling him by her name. Damn. That girl needs to take a chill pill or two.