Nothing Left to Lose -MGK fanfic-

Chapter 2- Tatie's pov

The first day of school always sucks. But the first day at a new school? Someone just shoot me now.
After waking up and doing my makeup, hair, and getting dressed, I gathered my stuff together and threw it into my black backpack messily. I sighed loudly, not looking forward to the day ahead. Being the new kid, everyone was going to be wondering about me. Staring at me. Asking me weird questions. And worst of all, passing all kinds of judgements. The only reason why I was even able to get myself out of bed without crying was because I would get to see Colson again today.
At 6:50 I dragged myself out to the bus stop, trying my best to be optimistic. Beck, being more outgoing and friendly than me, got a ride from a new friend he apparently made yesterday named Chris.
"Bye kiddo," he says to me before he heads off, elbowing me annoyingly.
"Cya," I offer in a less than enthusiastic tone. He just smiled at me halfheartedly, as if to say "perk up, it won't be as bad as you think."

Not many kids were on the bus. It was a short and fairly uneventful ride. When I got to school I found my locker pretty quickly, which was conveniently located in between a girl who looked like she might be friendly, and a Puerto Rican guy that was making me a little uncomfortable. He looked very angry inside, like if someone made him tick he might spontaneously stab them or something. But who am I to judge.

I tried to walk into first period casually like all the other kids, acting like this was just any other day at school. But being the new kid starting in the middle of October, that was obviously not going to happen.
"You must be Tatum!" the history teacher exclaimed as I walked in the door. I felt my face turn as red as the converse Colson, who was seated sloppily in the back of the classroom, was wearing. He was listening to music with his earbuds.
"Yeah," I answer quietly. "You can call me Tatie though."
"Wonderful." He responded. "I'm Mr. Uporsky, but you can call me Mr. U if you prefer."
At least Mr. U didn't seem too bad. He was a young guy, not too tall and average build. Not very intimidating.
I took a seat next to Colson, since it was one of the only seats left in the nearly full room. Plus, he was the closest thing I had to a friend in this town. His headphones were absolutely blaring. He was listening to "First Date" by Blink 182, which I guess is not that bad. Personally I prefer Fall Out Boy or Green Day, but at least he's not listening to Nickelback. Although it was kind of annoying the way he tapped his pencil against the desk, mimicking the beat of the song. Suddenly, he noticed that I was there.
He removed his right earbud and started talking. "Ayye would you look who it is," he began smoothly. "Hey Kellz," I smiled shyly.
"Check this out," he started. But he didn't get a chance to finish.
Out of nowhere, a few cocky looking dudes waltzed over. One was pretty tall and strong, the other one shorter but more muscular. The tall one shoved Kellz hard in arm.
"Hey look, Giraffe is actually talking to a real girl! Is this your first time?"
He stared down at the desk, faking smiling, trying not to look hurt.
"Nah," he responded quietly.
"What you listenin to skinnybones," the shorter one interrogated, pulling Colson's earbud from his ear. "Blink 182? What the hell is that? Surprised you're not listening to some retarded mixtape like the one you're making..."
Okay, obviously I wasn't *happy* that this was happening to Colson...but I was learning a lot about him by watching it go on. Apparently he's making his own mixtape...interesting.
"My mixtape isn't retarded," he said unconvincingly. Maybe he was just acting like he didn't care so the guys would leave him alone. Or maybe he really didn't care. It's hard to tell with him.
"At least it's probably more appealing than this little slut," the tall one snarled abruptly, talking about me.
Surely, Kellz would stand up for me. I mean, we were sorta kinda friends now, right?
"Ha, yeah," Colson agreed, smirking. I was in shock. How could he not only allow them to say that, but then agree!? Finally, the two boys walked away...and so did I. They walked to the back corner of the room, and I walked to one of the middle rows, to sit next to absolutely anyone but Kellz.