Cliché// Ethan Dolan

Chapter 2

I arrived to school at 7:45, the bell rings at 7:50. I started walking to my locker to take out my chemistry book, but got called to the principal's office. Soon enough I felt my phone vibrate in my back pocket.
Maya💜: lol wtf did you do now? 🙊
Me: nothing, just gotta show this kid around. His name's Ethan.
Maya💜: is he cute??
Me: yes..
Maya💜: DOES HE HAVE A TWIN
Me: idk db I've only said hello to him. I'll find out for you, gtg
Maya💜: see ya in 2nd

I walked in to see Ethan and ... Ethan #2? Oh. My. Gosh. He has a twin! I quickly whipped out my phone to text Maya.

Me: MAYA HE HAS A TWIN HOLY SHIT

"Hey, I'm Rowan. I'll be showing you around." I smiled at the boys and grabbed their schedules.

"I'm Grayson." He smiled back, I nodded my head and Ethan simply said 'hi.'

"Well, Grayson I have you for 1st, 4th, and both of you for 5th. Ethan, I've got you for 2nd and 3rd. Grayson, come with me. Ethan your class is right next to ours." I started leading the way to chem class.

"So, where are you guys from?" I tried making conversation with them.
"Uh, Jersey." Grayson replied.
"How's L.A. treating you guys?"
"It's been good, I mean new opportunities and all."
"Better." I heard Ethan mumble. He gave me a sly smile and the thought of him being a jerk was washed away. We soon reached class and headed our own way.

"Sorry, Duargo. Had to show this kid around." I took my seat and left Grayson up in the front.

   "That's alright, Ms. Butera."
    "Boot-era. Not butt-era." I rolled my eyes.
    "My apologies, Rowan. So, what's your name. Oh, and you can have seat by Rowan and Anne. Anne raise your hand." Anne raised her hand and we shot a fake pouty face to each other. She was a close friend of mine and we had dance together since we were 8.

    "I'm Grayson." He came to sit in the middle of Anne and I. I gave him a small smile and we began class. The teachers here aren't into the 'tell the class all about you' cliché-ness.  We were learning about electron configuration, yay us.

Second Period
   "Maya! Hey hi hello." I sped walked to her. We sit together because Mr. Hudson has a genius idea of letting us choose our seats.

   "Hiii.. So where's the guy? How hot are they?" She started to excitedly wave her hands as I took my seat. I saw Ethan standing awkwardly in the doorway, so I decided to wave him over. There was an empty desk next to us because a kid transferred out.

   "Ethan, Maya. Maya, Ethan. You'll meet Grayson at lunch and we have him 5th as well as Ethan." I took my phone out to check if I had any messages.

Dad: won't be home till late.. Have Maya over or something, don't want you alone for too long. Love you

I rolled my eyes at his text. I thought he wanted us to start bonding again. Actually rebuild our relationship. I guess I'll just ask Maya if she wants to stay the night. It's Thursday, after all. As class started, I barely payed any attention. I was too bothered by what my dad has that is so important. I know he has no meetings. Wednesday's, Thursday's, and Friday's were always open and free.

Could he have a girlfriend? I thought he still loves my mo-

"Rowan, what's the next step?" Mr. Hudson snapped me out of my thoughts.
"Umm, you put a by the 4, which is 6 and you multiply it to get the denominator." I answered, this lesson was actually a bit easy and I finally understood it. The period flew by with the teacher just going on and on about the lesson and we got 20 minutes to start on our homework. Although, me and Maya just talked, Ethan would voice his opinion every once in a while. He was a pretty cool guy, don't get how he was 'bad.'

3rd Period
      And then I saw it. Why people wouldn't like him!? Now I know. What a dick. And to think I'd want to be friends with him.
    I hated third period for one reason only; that stuck up, wannabe, rich bitch, Kristen. How I got in the same Spanish class as her?? I will never know. She doesn't even know what que means! (It means what by the way okay bye lol.)
     Anyways, you know, me and Ethan were just walking and talking and getting to know each other more, as new friends do. Well, he saw Kristen from afar, and I quote, "looking quite fuckable.. I'll have her by the end of third period." Did he really just?
     "She's not exactly all that. She's a dumbass, not the good kind, spoiled, and has an annoying voice." I rolled my eyes, crossing my arms.
     "Oh, you're one of those girls. I hate those. Guess this friendship is over." He walked in class ahead of me.
    "One of those girls? What, a girl can't not like another girl and already be stereotypical? And not be my friend because of that? Um okay, you're just one of those stereotypical boys who think they can get any girl, but you can't. So, you're right this is over." I went to my desk and slung my backpack off my shoulder.
    
      "Chill, princess. You can have a piece of me too." He smirked, taking a seat next to me. I rolled my eyes, taking a seat.
     "Please, the only reason I talked to you was because my dad forced me too. Go fuck with someone who cares. Oh, and that seat's taken." I laid back into my chair, staring straight at the white board waiting for the bell to ring. He's so annoying now.

Me: ugh I don't wanna be friends with Ethan anymore ☺️
Maya💜: whaaaattt why
Me: thinks he can get any girl and thinks I'm one of those girls bc I don't like Kristen😂
Maya💜: OMG IS HE STUPID 😭

    The bell rang and Ethan still sat next to me.
   
    "Hey, you're the new kid, right?" I heard a high pitched voice say.
     "Yeah, I'm Ethan." He put his hand out. She took it, 'falling' into his lap, giggling.

Me: OMGGG KILL ME NOW.. I want out
Maya💜: WHATS HAPPENING
Me: she just sat in his lap
Maya💜: imma get you the fuck out of there rn

    "Oh, the principal's daughter is your friend? Hah. That's funny." She started twirling her hair and still seated in his lap. "Did you know mommy and daddy got a divorce because of her? Daddy didn't want to pay a thousand dollars a month for her stupid dancing, but mommy wouldn't-"

     "Shut the fuck up, Kristen. Who are you to be telling people's family business? I'm not going to shit talk your parents because unlike you I have respect for myself and everyone else, no matter how fucked up you are. That's just how 'mommy' and 'daddy' raised me." I snapped. My parents' divorce was still a fresh wound and I hated when people talked about it.

    It's not their business and that's not even why my parents split. My dad became a workaholic, my mom didn't like it. She tried to get him to focus on family, he wouldn't listen. It wasn't a big thing.

    "What a bitch.." I heard Ethan mumble.
    "Okay class, let's get started." Mrs. Ito said. The class went by with me glaring at Ethan and Kristen. I was more than thankful for the bell to ring.

A/N hey hi hello new chapter and I'm still new at this so help me out feedback would be nice (: