Cassidys POV
"I am Savannah." I gasped. Then covered it up. "Hello Savannah." I said.
"You clearly know who I am, do I know you?" I asked her, with a raised eyebrow.
"No. But it is about time, you did." She said, grabbing my wrist and turning it over in her small, lithe hand. I tried to yank my hand away, when she leaned in and whispered in my ear. "Listen. Stay AWAY from Dylan. Okay? I might have done some BAD things to him, but stay away and me and you will be cool. Okay?"
"Whos Dylan?" I asked, innocently. "Is he that dark haired boy that sits in the back of class. Cause he's cute. And dark. And mysterious. I don't think I can. I thought his name was Eric. But if he is your man, I will do the honorable thing. I will stay away. I am new here, and I cannot just come in and whip up on your man. I will stay away from the dark boy in the back of class. Although I sit right next to him, in the back.Mr. Shackires class." I nodded.
"What? NO. Dylan is the light browned hair JOCK with dark chocolate eyes." She said. Surprised that I knew who Eric was.
"NO." I said with a I-KNOW-what-I-am-talking-about-and-you-dont-you-stupid-bitch-vibe. "Dylan has BLACK hair and BLUE eyes. He is TALL and SKINNY." I said. Yanking my wrist away from her tight grasp. I stepped back.
Savannah shook her head. Her wavy blond hair, shaking around her. "No, no, NO. That is the messed up kid, with bad breath. Eric Summors or Sholwalter or whatever. He works at Spencers. In the mall." She turns towards the other girls, "Only a perv could work there." They laughed and went along with everything she said. I thought back to what Dylan had told me at McDonalds. Well, in my dream. I wondered what if in my dream it had happened in real life. hmmm. About her hurting him. Badly.
"Anyways, stay away from Dylan or-" She was cut off.
"What is going on in here? Oh Hello Savannah." A really pretty girl said, walking into the bathroom. "Hi. Are you Cassidy Smith?" I nodded. She shook my hand.
"I am Mia Neilson. And I never ever say a bad word on anyone, but Savannah is a bitch." She pulled me into the hallway with her.
"Thank you for that. I thought they were about to take out their makeup cases and doll me up like a Barbie. Thanks." I said finally looking at her. She was tall, with blue eyes. She had light brown hair. Almost blond. But you could tell it was her natural hair color. She had the same cheer outfit on as Savannah. But she actually rocked it. She looked like an angel. With her heart shaped face. And she was absolutely perfect. (Not fair.) But she is super nice.
We walked down the hallway when I realized I was missing something. "OH FUCK." I said. "Mia? I left my book bag in the bathroom." She nodded and we headed back that way. I peeked in and the coast was clear. I ran in, grabbed my bag and ran out.
"See you at lunch. Wait? Which lunch do you have?" Mia asked me.
I took out my schedule. "Third." I said. "Yeah so do I. I will save you a seat." I nodded and headed back to Mr. Shackire's class. Everyone stared. "Hi."
"Cassidy. You will still stay after class. Okay?"
'Yessir." I stated, making my way to the back of class. A fake blond stuck her foot out. I tripped and fell, right in Dylan's arms. "Hi. I am Dylan. Have we ever met before?" He said.
I stepped back. "No." I whispered. His eyes narrowed. "I think you are lying." He said.
I glared at him. "I would remember." I tried to make my voice, steely and strong. Instead it wavered. He knew I was lying. But I held my ground. His brown eyes seemed to soften a bit.
"Cassidy?" Mr. Shackire asked right behind me. I jumped up and whirled around. "Yessir?" I was confused. How did he sneak up behind me. I looked up at him. "Can you PLEASE sit down?"
I nodded and placed my bag on the ground next to my feet. I plopped down in the seat, heavily.
"Hello." A quiet but deep voice said. I startled. I looked at the boy next to me. It was Eric. "I like your shirt."
I looked down. It was Andy screaming with Ashley and the rest of BVB behind him. The BVB symbol was on my left boob. I smiled at him shyly. "This is my favorite shirt, and band."
He nodded. His eyes seemed to get bluer staring in mine. He had taken his earbuds out to talk to me. He still had one in the other ear. I smiled bigger. I could hear Andy screaming slightly. And that bass though.
"Whats your name? I am Cassidy, but you can call me Cass."
He raised a pierced eyebrow, "My name is Eric."
"What is your favorite song?" I asked him. Nodding at his BVB bracelet.
"Savior. Or New Years day. Or Knives and Pens. NO Wretched and Divine. No, I would have to say, OMG Sweet Blasphemy. Set the World on Fire." He could not make up his mind. I couldn't either. "Whats yours?"
"All the ones you JUST said, and In The End, Heart Of Fire, and Resurrect the Sun. Or Morticians Daughter. And New Religion." I said. He nodded.
'Do you wanna hand out and talk during lunch?" He asked.
I nodded. "Do you like Sleeping with Sirens? And Falling in Reverse?"
"Oh hell yeah. The people around here are not going to like you. If you like bands like these. They HATE them."
"But we live in LA. They live in LA. WHAT THE CRAPPPP???" He laughed. "Right?"
"CASSIDY!!!! ERIC!!!! QUIET!!! UNLESS YOU WANT TO TEACH THE CLASS SHUT UP!!!!" Mr.Shackire.
I looked at Eric, and smiled. I stood up and walked to the front. The nerds gasped. I took the marker from the teacher and started writing on the board.
"What are you DOING??" Mr. Shackire said. He was appalled.
"You said unless we want to come up here and teach, then shut up. Well I saw your mistake and I wanted to fix it. Sorry." I finished fixing his mistake and handed him the marker.
"How did I not see that? How did you see it?"
"Really? Just cause I look like a depressed REBEL doesn't mean I am stupid. Thank you. Back home, I was in ALL A P classes. And if you don't know what that means, it means Advanced Placement. I think that cause I saw your mistake and all the nerds are sitting there, that I am the smartest person in here. Now can I have my phone and ear buds back? I don't even need those earbuds, but they are SkullCandy and I would REALLY like to have my phone back." The nerds glared at me. I just smirked. Then I laughed as Mr. Shackire handed me back my phone and earbuds. YEAH.
A:N/ I hope you enjoyed. I did, well writing it.
Listen to the song Alyssa Lies by Jason Micheal Carroll. Its SO SAD.
