"Oh em gee did you hear Jesse Osborne is back for Alaska?!" Rolling her eyes Maggie continued to scroll through Twitter and yank at the corner of her tan oversized knit cardigan. Of course they were talking about the arrival of the Jesse Osborne. Who else would they be talking about? It had only been two weeks since the boy came back, why would their small school give up such a big opportunity to gossip forever?
"Ladies! Take your seats class started ten minutes ago!" Ms. Lials stated from the front of the class more grumpy than per usual. Both the preppy girls' rolled their eyes and sat down whispering -very loudly- and popping their gum -also very loudly- with their phones in their hands.
Ms. Lials continued writing on the board silently using jerky movements and big lettering. Coping the notes into their notebooks a choice few listened to music silently and a few others -two seniors who didn't seem to care- slept in the back soundlessly. Maggie continued to yank at the loose string of her sweater and started write down her English notes while listening to her Pandora at a low volume with an tired grimace on her face.
It was Monday morning, first block and she already wanted to slam her head into her desk and go home. With the combination of annoying school girls cackling in the back, a grumpy teacher, the minutes crawling by -very very slowly- and her VPN skipping around playing why don't I barely work today making her music stutter every few seconds Maggie was honestly done.
Soon enough the small string she was pulling became over three inches long and her left sleeve cuff was slowly unravelling under her purposeless fingers digging into the worn yarn. Blinking steadily she tried to get her tired eyes not so blurry eyes so she can actually see the notes she was supposed to copy down. Maggie was due for new contacts and to be frank she didn't feel like going to Walmart to get new contact solution after school. Writing down what she thought she saw and she hoped it made sense when she looked over them later at home she checked her phone for the time to see she still had a whole 'nother fifteen minutes before getting away from the chatty Kathy's behind her and go to her next class.
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"How was your morning?" Lillian Gregory asked as if mocking Maggie's very apparent misery.
"Oh you know, my ex just came back from Alaska where he was doing god knows what with some snow princesses and stupid Chrissy and Peyton were talking and popping their stupid gum in my ears and I just wanna go home!" Maggie complained ready to throw a tantrum.
"Woah, who pissed in your cheerios this morning?" Meagan Kulis, -her other friend- asked coming up to the lunch table with a bagel and Ice water in hands. Lillian laughed as Maggie scowled at the two.
"I hate you." She said half-heartedly and chose to glare at her pizza instead of her friends. For the rest of lunch Lillian and Meagan chose to converse with one another trying to bring Maggie in once in a while but when she shot them a glare they quieted down a bit. I have the biggest headache, she thought and when the girls went silent she looked up in curiosity, Lillian was never quiet.
"Hello girls," the voice Maggie never wanted to hear again was right behind her matching the face she also never wanted to see again.
"Jesse." Lillian said with a scowl present while Meagan slowly slunk her hand around Maggie's waist to offer her some form of comfort. Maggie tensed ultimately and the only thing running through her mind was not here, not now, not here, not now! Knowing her capability to make a huge scene over nothing and her nervous stutter habit she knew the school cafe was not the best place for this conversation she had been avoiding with a certain someone -whom she was also avoiding- for the past two weeks.
"Why so harsh? I just want to talk to Mags," he said and Maggie clenched my fists trying to keep my face from going beet red.
"Go away Jesse, you're not wanted here." Meagan snapped and tightened her grip on her friend who in turn ground her teeth.
"Can I please just talk to Maggie?" He asked and for the first time Maggie spoke up with clear agitation in her voice.
"No." She spat and Jesse cringed away from it. Maggie, sweet sweet Maggie could never be mean to anyone, and by the way she was speaking to him, as if she hated him, well it felt like a good hard smack in the face.
"Ok," he said and put his hands in his pockets with a frown on his face, "well, my number hasn't changed so call me when you want to talk, I have a lot to say to you."
"Well she has nothing to say to you." Meagan snapped after Maggie said nothing. Jesse nodded as if accepting the hate Maggie and her friends felt for him. Walking back to his table he nudged a clinging Chrissy off his arm with an annoyed sigh and laid his head on the cool surface. He soon felt a firm pat on the back from his friend Kyler.
"Don't worry man, she'll come around."
"I hope so."
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Teen FictionMaggie Porter once had an epic love story that she, the troubled and happily invisible bookworm whom only has two friends, fell in love with the perfect jock living next door. Jesse Osborne, the "perfect" jock next door, also once had an epic love s...