We Could Have So Much More

Chapter Three

" I thought you said he was suspended."
Helen, me and probably half of the school, has their eyes on Trevor and his POLICE OFFICER UNCLE.
Talking to Joanna's father.

The school staff shoos us away,
" That was EPIC." I expres with my hand gestures.
Helen and Claire sneer at my reaction.

Helen elbows me before I go to my class.
" What's wrong?" I inquire naively.
" Kevin is in this class." She winks.
I roll my eyes and smile at her stupidity.

Kevin waves at me, I blush and look away beamish.
I acquire the desk next to him.
" You got your science grades?"
He asks me.
" Top of my class in all three." I tell him with a smug face, " Biology, Chemistry and physics."
He raises his eyebrows as a reaction.
I keep on going.
" I exactly didn't top English but got one of the highest grades."

" Who got the highest grade?"
" Fucking Harper."  I can feel the colour of my face change with her name.
He asks me if what I expect in math. I don't expect a really good grade but I have to get an A minus or a B.

The teacher passes me me my paper and what the hell..? A FRICKING D?
He taunts me telling me I could have failed by two marks.
Kevin asks me what I'd score and I tell him I got a C. Because I'm too embarrassed and ashamed of my grade. What the hell?

Do you know what's embarrassing me more? Joanna who almost fails all her subjects got one mark higher than me.
I'm one of the top students here, this is not fair.
I hate my grade...
I ask the teacher to excuse me to the washrooms and lock myself in a stall.

I take a few breaths. I get out.
I see Trevor.
" Still not used to these bathrooms?"
I inquire, trying to distract my mind from shit. But my voice cracks.
" This is the boys washroom-"
His voice isn't playful how mine was, he seems concerning and shocked sort of.
He points at the urinals.
I can feel my face turn pink.

" A-are are you okay?" He asks.

" Yeah, I just haven't slept well." I plan my escape.
I reach for the door.
" Your dark circles are getting darker."

" I don't need your advice, thanks Trevor."
I shut the door. My heart beats a little faster.

I enter class and it's empty... class isn't over though.
Kevin shows up, he smiles.
" The teacher had some phone call emergency, class dismissed."
I sigh and nod. " But Mrs. Smith wants you." He disappointingly informs me.
I nod and head to her class.

As I enter the classroom, everyone is clapping.
" You were the only one to score a full house. This semester."
She hands me my political education paper.
I smile at it, after that bad grade, this was so relaxing. But it does not fill the empty space at all. Okay maybe just a little.

" I didn't give this semester or else I'd score a twenty one out of twenty." Trevor the smirk comments.
" I doubt that." Mrs. Smith beams.

Trevor changes his place to the place next to me.
" Most teachers got an emergency phone call." He says, " Do you know, why?"
I sigh, " Why?"
" I don't know."
I cringe at his randomness and luckily the bell rings cause he sucks at starting conversations.

He follows me, " Hey I'm talking to you!"
I meet Joanna in middle of the hall.
She has hot coffee in her hand.
" YOU BITCH." She throws the hot cup at me.
" THE FUCK DID I EVER DO TO YOU?"
I shout so loud, my throat feels twisted.
" You okay?" Trevor inquires.
I pause, I want to tear up.
" This is the fucking second time this week." I whine, " And this is a white shirt."
" It's okay, let's get you cleaned up."
He treats me with such sugar, it makes me wanna tear up.

" You look like you're gonna sob." He says while he wipes my waist.
I don't cry in front of anyone and I'll hate myself if I do.
But tears just fall down.
" This has been the worst week ever." I start sobbing.
He looks at me. I wipe my tears.
" She targets me for no reason." I don't know why I'm telling him all this.
Maybe because when I try to let all this out I'm cut in the middle by Claire with 'shut up, you're prettier.'
' don't waste your breath ranting about her.'

I keep tearing and wiping. " Whenever I rant, they shut me up and I don't want.." my voice cracks, " I don't want her to have this achievement and pride that she made me cry."
He wipes my tears.

And the moment plays in my head till I'm in my bed.
I'm embarrassed. Why the hell did I cry I front of him. I'm so cringe.