Stressed, Depressed, And Well Dressed

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I closed my locker and right behind it none other than the girl I had risked my adult life for, Alex.
"You didn't have to do that, you know. I can take care of my own self." "Can you?" I questioned, walking past her. She jogged to catch up to me, "Yeah, I can. I may look all small and fragile but I can handle myself, okay?" I sighed and stopped, looking her straight in the eyes. "Look, Alex, I know I can't protect you forever but I can d.amn sure try." "Khris, just please let me fight my own fights. It's not that I don't appreciate all you've done it's just I could've taken her." "You guys would've wrestled around until the teacher would've came and the innocence would've been in favor of MaKayla and you would've gotten suspended. My way, at least no body got hurt or got in trouble, right?" "Nobody got hur- Khris you held a knife to her throat." "Yeah but cmon did you actually think I was gonna gut 'er? I mean cmon you know how important school is to me. And you know my mama woulda had my hide when I got home." I chuckled thinking about my mama. Beautiful. Just drop dead gorgeous you know? I guess I got my fathers side. Why don't I call him daddy or something you might ask, well my father split when I was two so no thanks. My mama and I are two different people. She's got a voice like an angel and could bring God himself to tears. Alex quickly interrupted my day dream with her words. "I know it." We finished our walk to next period in silence. We got there just before the bell rang. "Almost late again, girls?" Mrs. H asked. Alex didn't say a thing so I took it upon myself to reply "Yep." I casually stated while sliding down in my assigned seat which was across the room from both Alex and C.j. Instead, in front of me was Hollie, to my left was Kayla, and on Hollie's left was Willy. Kill me now. Hollie was always cheating off me. And Kayla, she was okay sometimes. Other times she could be a b.itch. And Willy, man that dude was just wrong. Some wires did not connect if you're catching my drift. Man it seems like that class takes FOR-EV-ER. However finally it was over and of course she assigned weekend homework and a huge project. Ugh. I'll invite Alex over. I know it seems like a favor Alex but I would've done the same for C.j and I would chose her for this project but C.j is a terrible partner. She works super fast. It's terrible. I caught a glimpse of the clock but not well enough because I had to pull out my phone and check it 11:30 great. Only one more class before lunch. Science! My thoughts were rudely interrupted by some as.shole shoving me I turned to shove it back and tell him/her to watch it's mouth but when I saw who it was, no words could be spoken. He gave me this kind of lost look and the turned around into the class room. I felt a lump in my throat grow and I checked the time. I hurriedly walked my things into class, setting them on the table. I headed to the bathroom and enjoyed a nice cigarette as to calm my nerves. Apparently so calming that I f.ucked up my schedule. The bell rang and my heart did a flip. I put out the cigarette and stuffed it in the carton and speed walked into class. I slipped into my seat before she noticed I was even late. "What'd I miss?" I questioned to whomever would answer. I got three replies. C.j told me to shut my whore mouth, Kenny didn't know, Alex was drawing, and Eamon said "She's seven thousand years old. You were .2 seconds late. She's got ears like Crickets. You're fine she hasn't started." I looked at him confused. "Crickets don't have ears." He explained. I nodded in response. I put my headphones in and began playing music. It calms my nerves and gives my brain something else to think about. Five minutes passed and it was time to start. "Okay, get out your flash cards." Yeah, she still makes us make flash cards. "Okay, who can tell me about Helium?" We groaned. It would be a long class.
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It wasn't that bad I guess. I just wasn't in the mood for science. We walked down the hallway when suddenly I was grabbed and yanked into a corner of a hallway.
"I bet I scared you, huh." "Christ, yes." I smiled and slapped his arm. He giggled and kissed me. I pouted when he pulled away. He smiled again and kissed my neck. "I know, baby. Wanna hang out after school?" "Ew, no." I teased. He kissed my forehead and said "I'll see you there then." He walked away leaving me alone with my thoughts. I leaned back against the wall. "Harry." I sighed. That was his name, I mean. He's my boyfriend. Obviously. He's so amazing. He has curly hair like Calum Hood but it's cut on the sides. He's got a black lip piercing and amazing lips. He's got these chocolate brown eyes and these chubby cheeks. God, I mean, he's perfect. I tease him all the time because his name is Harry like Harry Styles and he hates One Direction. But I love them. His obsession is over 5sos. He's just-RING- damn. My thoughts were interrupted by the bell. "God damn classes." I mumbled shuffling down the hallway to my locker. I threw my binder inside and headed down the hall to the lunch room. I was immediately bombarded on offers of placing my a.ss. In other words, everyone wanted me to sit by them. The popular boys probably to tell dirty jokes. Which was surprisingly fun. The popular girls to gossip. I usually just ate in silence because I don't really talk shit on people. My group to obsess over songs and bands or TV shows. Or the rejects to talk about video games. Yes, I am a chick, and yes, I'm a kick a.ss gamer. Square up Tyrone. I'll beat you in COD. Anyways, the most fun of my options seemed to be telling dirty jokes. I went and sat between Jake and Alan and across from Larry. To his right was John and to his left was Leonard. And so began the dirty jokes. Then came the 9th graders. First came Bobby. He's black. And an a.sshole. Then Kevin with Ally because they are best friends. Then Kat with Claire. Then Blane. He was gay. That's cool though. Love wins, right? Then Harry which made me blush and act up a bit more. Then came Andrew and he was always hitting on me. Which is weird. He's interesting. Then came Katherine. She's my cousin. Kinda. If my parents were still together then yes, she would be. But to her and I we are family still. Then came Garret. He stared at me with his icy blue eyes that couldn't hold love or anything even if he wanted to. I broke the eye contact and began telling jokes once more. The bell rang and we herded out of those doors quick as hell.

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