I kept forgetting to put Zach in the media so here he finally is.
He actually does have blue eyes by the way.
Enjoy :D
* * * * *
The elective class I missed was public speaking. Before my next class, I went to my teacher and explained that I was "helping a new student." After some sweet talking, he believed me and let me off the hook.
The rest of morning before lunch dragged on. The physics teacher wasted no time starting the first lesson and was strict about keeping the class quiet during instruction. This meant that I couldn't check on a still fuming Zach.
The bell rang, signaling the end of third period. Zach wasted no time getting out of class and left me.
I picked up my stuff and ran out of the door as fast as I could, practically running after Zach.
He was pushing through the full hallway towards the lunchroom and I finally caught up with him.
"Zach, what is your problem?! Are you really still caught up about Price?"
Zach ignored me and walked into the lunchroom. He started walking towards his friends from the bonfire, who were sitting at a table in the corner that was usually reserved for the jocks.
I hesitated, contemplating sitting with him or finding another spot. I knew The Centipedes-my new name for the 4 girls- would be there since that's where they usually sat if I remember well from last year.
Suddenly, my stomach started to churn. I had found some confidence after the whole ordeal but something inside me knew it wouldn't all get better because of one factor.
I stood awkwardly at the side of the door, considering my options.
I could get out of the cafeteria and eat somewhere else or I could give it my best shot and walk over there casually.
I bit my lip and composed myself, taking deep breaths before walking over to where Zach was sitting.
Morgan recognized me first and he grinned. "Yo, look who came boys!"
JJ looked up from his overflowing tray of food. "Whaddup." He said with his mouth full.
Henry and Derek nodded towards me.
I waved at them and looked at the rest of the table. I didn't recognize any of them and apparently neither did they. I breathed a sigh of relief when I noticed that The Centipedes weren't there.
But where could they be?
A girl with bright green eyes and red hair spoke up. "Who are you?" She asked genuinely.
"Um, my name is Nat. Natalie Evans."
"Oh."
A guy at the other end of the table spoke up. "Well that's weird. You have the same name as this girl that went here last year but no one has seen her since she left the cafeteria after being attacked."
I felt uncomfortable. "What about her?" I said, glancing towards JJ, who was listening intently.
A girl with long black hair in a side braid and a flower crown spoke up. "You look like her... Just a lot skinnier and more toned and, like, brighter." She paused, looking around at the table. "You are her, aren't you?"
"Um-yeah." I said hesitantly. "But I'm much different from that girl, trust me." I added quickly.
"She's really cool guys, for real. We met her the other day." Derek said assuringly.
YOU ARE READING
Deviant
Novela JuvenilDeviant (adj.) Straying from usual or accepted standards/expectations Deviant (n.) Someone whose behavior falls far outside of society's norms ~ 16 Year Old Natalie Marie Evans never seemed to be "normal." Since the mere age of 8, she has been bulli...
