It's You (Sammy Wilk fanfic)

Chapter 1:

"Sup bitch" Damon said sitting down beside me. "What now?... You guys have to go to school!" Crap how could I forget. "You too Becca!" I turned to look at Tyler. "No I'm 20 years old no more school for me" I heard a familiar chuckle behind me. I glared at her. "You have to retake senior year! Sorry this is the only way we can hang out more" remind me to kill Myyah later.

"It's not that bad ya' know" Jacob said attempting to cheer me up. "Whatever let me just get ready then" this is weird since I haven't been in high school for 2 years now. I put on my joggers with a white muscle t-shirt. Slipping on my roshes. I put on some mascara and eyeliner and a little baby lips. I'm not one to get dressy.

"Really Rebecca Cuai?" I turned around to face Mohagany. "What?" I asked examining my outfit. She rolled her eyes. "Lets just go you old lady" I sighed. I feel so old. Everyone is 18 or 17 and I'm here 20 years old living with them.

I quickly grabbed what I needed for school before heading out the house. I walked over to my baby. It was a black, and yellow Suzuki motorcycle. It was gorgeous. I hopped on and got secure before slipping on my helmet and putting the key in ignition. I saw that everyone was already leaving so I followed along.

When we made it I didn't bother acting like a queen bitch. I already had everything settled so I just needed to go to class. "Bye" they all looked at me confused. "I have to take Chemistry unlike you whores for homeroom" they laughed at me. Chemistry made me seem like a dork.

I walked alone to the chemistry lab and sat in an empty seat. There were barely any students. There were only stoners, so I pulled out a cigarette and my lighter. I squeezed it between my fingers before lighting it up. I pulled it up to my lips and inhaled the smoke for a few seconds before letting out. A small cough escaping my lips as I exhaled it. I repeated the action a few more times (not the coughing though). I could feel all my stress fly away.

People have getaways. Some is cutting. Some are having sex. Mine is smoking and getting drunk. So you can call me and alcoholic or a smoker. I could give 2 shits anymore. I pulled my feet on the desk in front of the table. I put out the cigarette before I get caught. I threw it in the trash can. Knowing the teachers don't rummage through it.

I pulled out my eye drops to make my eyes less red. I pulled my head back and clicked on the small bottle. Once I was done with that I closed my eyes for at least half a minute. I opened my eyes. That are now a little watery. I heard the door creep open and students piled in.

The seat beside me remained empty so I pulled my feet up on it. After a few minutes our teacher came in. "Hello. I'm ms. Trunk and I will be your homeroom teacher. I hope you enjoy this year as much as I am when I give you homework" we all groaned. She rambled on about the year and so on, but then the best thing happened a boy barged in. I saw that he had a big purple mark on his neck. I don't know why but I felt jealousy grow in my stomach.

He was gorgeous. He had these nice hazel-green eyes and his dirty blond hair curled up into a cliff. "Mr. Wilkinson you were late" Ms. Trunk said pulling down her cat eye glasses. "Why?" He rolled his eyes. "I really had to use the bathroom my penis couldn't handle the pressure of pee wanted to explode out of it" I could hear the class snicker or chuckle at his explanation. "More like your penis wanted McCoy vagina" I heard some random guy holler. I felt my heart shatter. What the fuck is happening to me?

"That's enough. Mr. Wilkinson you have detention after school, and don't you dare escape it. Now sit next to Miss. Cuai" crap no why can't he sit with that Lesly girl. "Oh that reminds me the attendance" Wilkinson shuffled towards the seat next to mine. I pulled my feet off. "Michael, Nate, Amanda..." And the list went on and on. Then his name came up. "Samuel" he cringed and raised his hand. "Yes Samuel" he looked angry. "My name is Sammy not Samuel Ms. Ass" she gasped. "You have one week of detention Mr. Wilkinson don't make it into a suspension" he grimaced proudly.

"Rebecca" I was not that used to people calling me Rebecca. My mom used to call me that all the time, to everyone else it was just Becca. I miss Jack so much. "Becca" I corrected. She nodded at me. I had to have respect for the teachers if I want respect to have mutual respect.

She began again rambling on and on. I felt the Sammy guy lean towards me. "What do you want?" I snapped. I don't know I just felt angry with him. "You" I heard the bell ring and I quickly got up. Although I'm starting to hate this kid I did feel a few moths flutter in my stomach.

"Bye Cuai" He yelled as I walked out the classroom. I just pulled out my middle finger at him and walked away and I swear I heard him say. "You don't even see it coming  Cuai"