Please Don't Take My Sunshine Away

Chapter 2

It didnt take that long to find the lunch hall, especially with the mouth-watering scent of pizza floating through the air. I didnt even noticed anything else around me, all my thoughts were centered around my sense of smell. It's been about two hours since I ate since it took about one and a half to get here from the airport, plus the whole meet and greet with my roommate. Ugh, just thinking about her is enough to damper my mood but I knew that I would have to get over myself if I really wanted to have a good time at College. No reason to make things harder for me than what they already were.

When I came to the lunch hall, I was momentarily shocked with how big it is. I picked this college because it was more of a small community so the lunchroom size shocked the hell out of me. It looked like you could sit close to a couple thousand people in it. My train of thought was shattered when I was jostled from behind, making me remember what I was doing here in the first place. As I made my way over to the lunch line, I let my eyes wander over my peers. It was your typical high school scene. Everybody was in cliques and groups and I could immediately pinpoint who ran this school.

In the middle of the cafateria sat about ten... I dont even know how to describe them. Simply put, they were fucking beautiful. The guys looked like they were dipped in perfection while the girls seemed to be America's next top models. It almost hurtto look at them. I knew there was no way I would ever be accepted into that group. It just wasnt for me. While I'm all for smiling and acting like I'm having a jolly good time, which I've learned popular people do pretty much 24/7, there is just too much shit going on in life to pretend for long. 

I made it to the lunch line and luckily there was only three people in front of me. I almost keeled over as the strong aroma of pepperoni pizza surrounded me. I stood there for abut 5 minutes before I realized something was holding up the line. Or more like someone. I looked around a rather monster of a guy's body and let my gaze settle on the person keeping me from heaven. I swear, all I saw was bones. I've never seen a guy so tall and scrawny before. He had pale skin that almost blended in with his gray and white checkered jacket. Topped with bright orange hair and you could call this kid your perfect image of a ginger.

" Now are you sure that this is one hundred percent sure goat cheese? Because mozerella does something iffy to my complexion and trust me, nobody wants that. " Fucking hell, Are you shitting me right now? This is not happening. My patience was was quickly receding along with my constraint.

" Finn, We've already told you, We do not have goat cheese!" The lunch lady snapped, getting just about as frustrated as I am. Just about.

" Well, I dont understand why not! I'm pretty sure that I stated clearly in my complaint letter to the Dean that goat cheese is an essential ingrediant in foods for growing gingers everywhere! Do you guys even check your mail box?" He spat with clear disgust. 

" The Dean has gotten your letter, Finn, and wisely chose to ignore it considering you called him a contact wearing bastard. " She stated tersly.

"Oh, Come on. Who's eyes are really that blue without the help of contacts?" He scoffed. Oh this has gone on long enough.

"Oi! Copperhead! Do you mind stepping out of the way and letting the people who dont have a frickin complexion problem get something to eat? Fucking move!" I really tried to say that in the nicest way possible but it didnt really work out. The people standing around shouted their agreement at Copperhead who turned a bright shade of red. I almost expected him to explode which, lets be honest, wouldnt be quite so horrible. He opened his mouth, probably to cuss me out, then snapped his mouth shut and smirked at me. Fucking smirked. I didnt quite know what to do with that so I just stood there and watched as he turned back to the lunch lady.