4 Bad Boys and 1 Girl #Wattys2016

My Worst First Day

I went into the reception and saw a lady, maybe in her 40s, sitting behind a desk , typing and scribbling notes at the same time. Very busy woman. I hesitated a little before asking her-

"Excuse me Ma'am, I am new here. My name is Jennifer Stephenson. I have come for my tim-"

"Yes, yes , of course,dear." She cut me off and started shuffling in her desk while I stood there awkwardly and gawked at the squeaky clean office and reception. How am I gonna fit in here?

"Here."The woman broke my chain of thoughts as she hastily put the timetable in front of me and went back to her work. I took the timetable and got out of the reception. I walked in the hallway, noticing it fully filled. I begged to God before looking at my timetable. 'Please , no maths, no maths, no maths in the first period...'

Maths. In.The.First.Period.Great. This day is becoming worse every second. First, Michael then that boulder near the reception and now this. I want to go home and snuggle in my bed and die there. Period.

I slowly dragged my feet in the hallway looking for Maths class. Luckily I found it without bumping into any boulders or green-haired punks. I entered the class and sat at the first bench. I admit I am a nerd. I am good in almost all the subjects but Maths just bounces off my head. 

Nobody bothered to sit with me. I don't care. I am better left alone. I may be alone but I am not lonely.Spoke too soon, Jenny!

Because just then  I saw the face of the two most awful people in the world. Green-hair and Blue-eyes( I changed his name because they were all basically boulders). They had arrived with two more of their friends.One looked Asian and had black hair and the other had curly hair and a bandanna. All of them had tattoos and piercings and looked mean. When they entered, all the girls started swooning and trying to talk to them or worse, touch them. Douche-bags. I wouldn't even touch them with a 50 foot long stick. 

Just then I saw Green-hair look at me and wink at me. I quickly looked down and sweared I will take his eyes out.'Somebody please call the teacher.' I started focusing my mind on some trigonometrical problems that I knew I would not be able to solve in a million years.Like an angel the teacher arrived and I sighed in relief as he started explaining trig.

After some time....

"Hey, Nerd!" I heard sniggering behind me and turned to look at all the awful boys sitting behind me. I mean, Green-Hair, Blue-eyes, Asian and Bandanna. 

I turned back and tried to focus on my work.Sin, cos, tan....

"Sitting alone, I see, may I join you?" I recognized Green-Hair's voice and turned to look at him, shooting daggers with my eyes. 

"No need to be upset, baby, I didn't mean here, I meant in your bedroom?" I looked at him with disgust in my eyes while he snickered and his friends laughed heartily as if he had cracked some  great joke.

I chose to ignore him and have patience. Only time will tell. Have patience. Don't let his words affect you. He is just taunting you. I repeated these words to myself. The period was going to end in a few minutes. Patience,patience, patience....

"Maybe I am thinking my room would be more better, I would have more control over you..and your desires."I heard more sniggering behind me while the teacher continued to drawl about the various applications of trigonometry. Will it help me to get rid of all the jerkholes sitting behind me? No. Useless chapter.

"You're sick, you bag full of shit!" I shouted at him as I got up from my seat. The whole class was wrapped in a deathly silence. Even the teacher had stopped droning and was staring wide-eyed at us.

"Who do you think you all are? Let me make one thing very clear - All the stupid girls in this whole school may be throwing themselves at your feet but I will be more than happy to cut off those feet! Stay away from me if you don't want your face to be restructured!" I glared at each one of them who were looking at me with awed looks. 

I thrust my books in my book, shot a last furious glance at them and then stomped out of the classroom.

Michael's POV

Wow. Just Wow. Jennifer Stephenson. First girl to speak back to me. I like her already. When she was angry, I didn't hear a word she said. I just kept on looking at her dark eyes. Fire seemed to dance in them as she spoke furiously. She's something.

"Wow, that girl...."Luke said as he trailed off with his hands cupping his face.

"I know." I smirked at him and all grinned at me back. They were thinking the same thing as me. Just then I noticed the whole class, even the teacher, was staring at us.

"What are you all gawking at?!" I barked at them and immediately everybody went back to their works. 

"Mr.Clifford! How dare you shout in my class!" Mr.Fitz, the teacher, barked back at me and I rolled my eyes.

"Detention! Now! You and your friends!" He said and we, smirking and grinning, got up and lazily walked from the classroom. Detentions are like food for me. Without which my day won't be any good.