when he's not here

New guy

My classroom number is 209. I hate everyone in there. Its for a good reason.

Emma, is just really loud and annoying. She tries to be really quirky, and different. Her laughs are definitely forced, and the biggest thing is shes hypocritical. I don't like Emma.

Avery, is just so... eugh. She makes me want to fucking kill myself when I have to talk or work with her. She's one of those girls, who are loud and interrupts the teacher because she either thinks its funny or that shes smarter than her. I remember half way through freshman year, our seats were moved. I asked her to be quiet (Her and Emma are a dangerously loud combo) and she said "Oh my god, did you just come to this class? Like I haven't seen you at all. No way you've been in this class all year!" Just eugh.

The rest of the girls, are in this big friend group. They call themselves the "Trend setters". They aren't like the typical mean girls, they are much fucking worse. First day of school, that girl poured chocolate milk all over a girl named Claire. She then proceeded to follow her to the bathroom with all the other girls following behind, and beat her ass. A girl in the group named Angelique recorded it, and Claire was covered in blood mixed with chocolate milk. Fucking Gross. She eventually withdrew from school. 

Claire was about the only girl I liked. She was really quiet and smart. But now that the trendsetters kicked her ass out the school, I hate every single person.

 And don't even get me started on the guys, they're all perverted assholes, who are going to grow up to be rapist or something. 

I walked in to the class, already wanting to rip my fucking head off. This year, we don't have assigned seats. Yet, I sit in the same seat everyday, and some guy was sitting in it. I rolled my eyes and walked up to him. "You're in my seat." He was sitting alone, so I figured he must be new, or waiting for someone. He looked at me with this stupid look on his face, like he didn't understand me. "Hello? You're in my seat. Move!" I said, this time I was a little rude, though it was unintentional. He cocked his head, and still didn't move. "I thought we didn't have assigned seating." He said, and smirked while narrowing his stupid bright green eyes. I rolled my eyes. I already knew he was just another asshole. "Listen, I know its kinda hard for you to understand, but let me dumb it down to your level. Me, sit here. You sit somewhere else. Got it?" This time, I did mean to be rude, he scoffed. The teacher came in, and he still hadn't moved. "I got here first, go sit with your little gal pals." He smirked, running his fingers through his jet black hair, which was clearly fried. "Lilac, take your seat please" See, I never wanted to make trouble for the teacher, its not her fault all the kids are shitty, and how she doesn't get paid well enough to deal with this. But, this time was different. I felt the burning, as I stood my place. He cupped his hands, resting his head in it.  "You heard her, Lilac." He said my name in such a way, that it sounded like a slur. "Lilac, please don't make me send you to the principals office. I need to start class." That stupid guy was still smirking in MY seat. "My names on it. Its my seat." I sneered at him, pointing to a carving. 

When that girl had first started spreading the rumors, people carved really mean stuff, the first one really sticks with me, because its still there. "Lilac, kill yourself like your stupid father did." It made me cry for awhile, and whenever I don't feel good enough I remember the carving.

He read it, and suddenly became frozen in place. The teacher groaned. It was a regular occurrence that I did, whenever a new person, or someone trying to piss me off when they sat in my seat. "Lilac, you have 5 more seconds to get into a seat." She began to count down, this stupid fucking dude was still in my seat! He smirked as she got to 3. I wanted to push him out. The burning feeling became stronger, almost unbearable. I couldn't remember what had happened, but now the new guy was out of my seat and planted on the floor. His smirk had faded and the burning died down. 

The teacher was at the new guys side almost immediately. "Lilac! Principals office now!" Everyone was laughing. I clenched my fist, and swung my bag over my shoulder, walking out of that retched fucking classroom.