Rebelle

Chapter 1

                                                ·•·•CHAPTER 1•·•·

                                                  -Jordan Sykes-

       The sound of my shoes echoed throughout the corridor as I felt all eyes were on me. But, sure of course that wasn't a problem for me. When they quickly scurried away, giving a way for me to walk, I love that. I love the attention they gave me, the way they look at me in amazement and sort of fear and how they didn't dare to talk to me, everything. The bell rang, indicating that I'd be late if I didn't go right now. People started to fade away as I still standing there leaning on my locker, drinking the coke in my hand as slowly as possible. Who cares about being late?

       After gulping the last gulp of my soda, I walked to History class slowly taking my time. When I reached the door and opened it, all eyes were once again on me and the class fell silent. The bald old man, Mr. Johnson looked at me as if asking for my permission paper due to my tardiness or for me to apologize.

       But instead, I ignored him and all the students, walking past him towards my seat at the back of the class. I still felt their eyes burning my back, following my every move. His face redden as I sit, and I gave him my dashing smile. He looked mad, but seriously, he should be grateful that I still want to listen about him babbling about whatever the lesson is about. Heck, who in the freaking world would learn about history? How could history help us in our future? For me, history was just plain unimportant.

       Still glaring at me, I glared at him too and swished my hand telling him to continue his rants. A yawn made their way to my mouth and he looked offended. What was wrong with yawning? It wasn't like I was yawning intentionally.

      "Where are your manners, Miss Sykes?" Mr. Johnson said annoyingly. I grunted, why did he even care about small little things? "Whatever old man," I said as I narrowed my eyes into slits, "Why don't you just continue whatever you're babbling right now? Stop wasting your time." As I finished my sentence, I heard some surprised gasps and their eyes were as wide as saucers. The bald old man apparently didn't stand my attitude, and he told me to go to the principal's room and that I had detention later after school.

       Good. It was much better than listening to his class that was boring as hell. I stood up a little bit too fast, causing my chair to tip a little. Gathering my bag and walking towards the door, I was companied with the whispers as I walk, and I gave a glare at the small red haired girl who was whispering with her friend. Guessing her name was Melody or Maddison, I didn't really know her. She looked at me with dread and she looked apologetic. I gave her a harsh glare and slammed the door shut.

       I didn't go to the principal's room to meet some kind of counselor or something, but I went straight to the bathroom stall and reapplied my make up. I pulled some eyeliner from my bag lining it on my eyelids just above my lashes and lengthen my lashes, making my green catlike eyes shone brighter and gave some kind of seductive look. Now that I was satisfied with my look, I just need one thing. A friend. Looking through my phone contacts, which weren't much since I never gave my number just to anyone, I sighed knowing that I don't have much friends.

       Karen didn't seem to be a great idea. Of course she liked shopping and all, but she certainly wouldn't escape the school with me. Her dad was the owner and principal of this school, surely she didn't want to disappoint her dad. And I wouldn't really enjoy her company, with her ramblings about her manicures or whatever.

       Jessica's boyfriend Marco was having a football practice right now, and I was sure she was escaping her class to watch him. So she wasn't a great idea either. She'd refuse me right to the no. Biting my lip, I contacted Scarlett. She would be available, if she wasn't working right now. Escaping was great, but it'd be boring without a friend. And much to my luck, she wasn't working and she agreed.