I Walk through the front doors of my living hell... *cough cough* I mean, school. Writing relentlessly in my journal, drowning out highschool with Three Days Grace, baby! When the school's biggest whore (my natural born enemy) sashays over to me. While everyone in the hall stops to stare.
"Why hello Charlotte.... don't you look, cozyyyy." She says referring to my baggy sweater, her voice full of malice.
See, normally I follow my rules. Stay quiet, walk away, hate her from a distance. But today's the day everything changes. Everything.
"Awww, nice of her royal bitchiness to take notice of someone other than herself." I respond. Surprising both Jade and myself. While around us I hear a chorus of oohs and ahs.
"What the hell did you just say to me?!" Jade huffs.
"You didn't hear? I called you 'her royal bitchiness' stings doesn't it? Ooh hey I've been meaning to tell you. Remember that Camel we saw at the Zoo in 6th grade? Yeahhh, sweetie it wants its toe back." I shot back. Holy shit. What's wrong with me?! I must have a death wish.
"Bitch, who the the hell do you think you're talking to?" She replies her face getting red.
"I'm pretty sure I'm talking to the most arrogant twat in our school. Am I getting warmer?"
"You better stop before I end you! " She's says with unease.
"Pfft please, like you could do damage. I have a better shot of being in pain from getting thrown at with marshmallows than you."
"Fuck you! "
"Yeah urm, no thanks hun. I mean I'm flattered... but by now you gotta be exhausted after falling off the whore tree and banged every guy on the way down." I shoot back.
"Jesus Christ Jade, do you ever hear yourself speak?! Like holy fuck your ass must be mega jealous of the shit that comes outta your mouth. Now I'm gonna go for 2 reasons. 1) I've had a horribly busy day converting oxygen into carbon dioxide... not that you'd understand what that means. And 2) nothing brightens up my day like your absence." And with that I walked off. And those oohs and ahs got louder the farther away I get.
Her facial expression was priceless!
I then resumed listening to my wonderful rock music, when (and of course with my luck) bumped into someone. And proceeded to drop everything I was carrying seconds earlier. "Oh- uh- ummm sorry" I stutter. I bend down to pick up my Ipod when simultaneously another hand picks it up. I look up studying the person to whom the hand belongs to. He has stunning brown eyes, (did I seriously just think that?!) Brown hair with bangs that sweep across his forehead, he's got a good 7 inches on me, anddd... aw fuuuuuu. I got caught looking at him. He smiles widely showing straight pearly white teeth. "Here's your Ipod and journal..." he says to me, putting his palm on the back of his neck. An unintentionally Hawttt pose. CHARLOTTE staph!!! "Thanks." I respond awkwardly with a faint smile placed on my face. "Could you give me a tour if you don't mind? I'm in the foreign exchange program... so I'm not familiar with the school." He says. And only now did I notice his voice was laced with a thick Australian accent.
Just when I was doubting Mother Nature's abilities, she amazes me. Because here standing in front of me, is a guy who looks like a FUCKING GOD asking me to give him a tour.
"Actually I have a better idea" I respond.
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An Unseen World// Chris Lanzon and Ethan Karpathy Fan Fiction
FanfictionI was perfectly okay with my life. You know, being the submissive, hushed, bystander of the world around me. I mean I have my camera, my journal, my secret passion for singing, and my best friend Ethan. Whom by the way is the yin to my yang; the day...
