Innominate § H.S

Chapter 2

Songs for this chapter are:

Drive - Halsey

Gotta Get Out - 5 Second of Summer

Gasoline - Halsey

My alarm when off and I snoozed it like twice now. The third time I decided to get up.

I throw on the white shirt that was on the floor for the past week. And yesterday black jeans and my boots.

I washed my face and teeth, took my black backpack, camera and book. And left.

Walked my way to class, checking my watch. Great! I'm late for Art class. I started running, as I got closer; I can hear Mr. Grey's low pitched voice from across the hall.

"This is Mackenzie. She's new here, please welcome her. Sit here." He stated the same as every year for every new student.

I opened the door. "Sorry, I'm late," took a seat in the back as usual.

Mr. Grey is a very nice guy. He's in his early thirties, muscular body, brown hair, kinda has a beard and he really just likes all of us. That's why I know he won't mind me being late.

"Alright Styles, we were talking about the level of Art skills. Each one of you has there own art skills, right? Skills are learned by practicing." He explained moving around class.

Art and Photography are ones of the only classes that I pay attention at. They're my favorite. Yes, I'm a douche bag and I don't do studying. All I do in life is party and get drunk, fuck my girlfriend, take pictures and read; I'm failing three classes, but I still pay attention in Art and Photography.

Yes, of course I'm in the Lacrosse team, one of their best players actually. Team captain; that's why I'm so popular here, and I hate it!

Yes, celebrities. I feel you.

"Psst, Styles." Some girl beside me whispered. I looked at her. "Hi!" She smiled.

"Do I know you?"

"You kidding me? We met two days ago. You told me that my shirt was cute." She grinned happily.

"I don't know what you're talking about." I faked a smile and looked back to Mr. Grey.

She pretended to laugh it off, then cleared her throat. "So you free after this class?"

I moved towards her, looking at her straight in the eye, "I have a girlfriend."

The girl's mouth is half way opened and I can see her tongue moving around.

"Alright, that's it for this class." Mr. Grey said. "Styles, I need you for a second."

I looked around and then I saw her. I saw her again. I didn't exactly see her face but I can see her collect her stuff.

Quickly I collected my stuff and looked back at her. But she's not there anymore...

No. I'm not hallucinating!

I looked around the classroom one more time. But no; she's not there. Where the hell did she go?

"Styles?" Mr. Grey called again, interrupting my thoughts. I nodded my head at him for him to say whatever he wants to say. "Better not be late next time," he warned me.

"Of course," I smiled.

"And Harry," those "And Harry"'s and the "Listen Harry"'s are really uncomfortable and usually some horrible news come after then. They always get me like "What did you find out this time?"