I woke up and did my daily moning routine for school. Brushed my teeth, showered, etc.
I hopped in my pickup truck and off I went, heading to hell. When I finally got to school (which is only a 15 minute drive from our house) I pulled into the school parking lot.
Bump bump bump. The school really needs to fix their parking lot. The teachers have a nice, new paved parking lot and the students are stuck with the crappy one.
Whack. I look out my side mirror and I see and egg smeared on the side of my truck. The dumb pot smokers group eggs everyone's car. I wipe off the egg with one of the various shirts in my backseat.
"Yeah, thanks dickface." I yell to them.
They laugh.
I walk into the school doors and head down to my locker.
Oh god, enligsh first period. I hate it. I grab a brand new pen and my English binder and begin walking to class while turning my phone on vibrate.
I walk in the room and sit down at my seat. I look over at Lindsey as I do each morning and see that she's wearing more makeup than usual today. I look closer and I see that she has a black eye.
I really hope her boyfriend didn't do that to her. I think to myself.
"Elliot Harvey" calls out Mrs. Harper, my English teacher.
"Here" I call back with a squeak in my voice, some of the band geeks let out a chuckle.
I glance back at them with a hateful look.
They laugh louder
I just ignore them.
I ignore them, like I do when my 2 sisters bug me all the time. One of them is 18(Cambri), the other is 14(Emma). I'm the middle child, 17.
Today in class we are reading the book A Long Walk To Get Some Water, like we have been for the past two weeks. Out of the six, its the dumbest book I have ever read in my entire life. I'm not much of a reader.
I zone out most of English class and just glance over at Lindsey every now and then so she doesn't notice me watching her. I know some people find it strange but she is just so attractive. I wonder how she got a black eye. Should I ask her?
The bell rings and every one rushes out as Mrs Harper announces that we need to read the rest of chapter 9 for tonight's homework. Nobody ever reads it.
I walk over to Lindsey's locker after building up the courage, it only took me all day too.
I'm just about to ask her how her job is at the resturate she works at, just to make conversation but her boyfriend, Chaz walks up to her locker with a mean look on his face. I look up at him, he is 3 inches taller than me and totally jacked.
