Blueberry Bagels [ON HOLD]

who is THAT?

The next couple of classes dragged on as usual. I mean, it's like teachers purposely talk in monotone just to bore students even more than the already dull subjects they teach.

After what seemed like decades, the bell signaling lunch time finally rang. I resisted to urge to fall to my knees and praise The Lord for rescuing me from the hell that is Calculus class. Instead, I just settled on skipping out of class and to my locker.

"Ugh, it hasn't even been two weeks of school and I'm already considering self- harm. I was this close to stabbing myself with a pencil just because it sounded more entertaining than listening to my Bio teacher drone on about some Gregory Mitchell guy," Sanderson whines, leaning on the locker next to mine.

"It's Gregor Mendel, Sanderson," I reply, rolling my eyes and not turning away from my locker.

"Whatever, that's not the point. The point is that school sucks," he says firmly as I shut my locker.

"Your mom sucks," I say jokingly, smirking at my lame joke.

"Sadly unoriginal, Junie. I expect better from you," Sanderson says in mock disappointment, slinging his arm around me as we make our way to the cafeteria.

We walk in, quickly get our share of depressing cafeteria food, and sit down at our usual table. There's a round of greetings from our friends that are already there.

There's Alexis and Jax (they've practically been dating since the womb, so their names are always said together) and Quinn.

I glare down at my lunch tray, trying to mentally will it into being something remotely edible.

"Oh my fuck, who is THAT?" Alexis exclaims in appreciation, eyeing something behind me.

"Oh that's the new guy, he's in my World History class," Quinn says, taking a short break from inhaling the mountain of food on his tray. He's on the track team and I guess runners eat a lot, but damn. "I think his name is Noah, or something," Quinn shrugs and immediately continues devouring the sad excuse for meatloaf that our fine school distributes.

"Why have I not heard of him?" Alexis practically purrs.

"Hey woman, your eye candy is over here!" Jax says crossing his arms across his chest with a playful glare.

"Oh, don't get all jealous. Every man pales in comparison to your godly looks," Alexis tells him in a sarcastically sweet voice.

"Damn straight," Jax says puffing out his chest.

Alexis rolls her eyes, and we all laugh at them. Alexis would never actually cheat on Jax. She just says stuff like that to get under his skin. Their relationship might seem odd, but that's just how they function. When they're not at each others throats, they're all over each other like its their job to repopulate the Earth after the apocalypse. It's hilarious and disgusting.

I shake my head at them and resume my attempt at consuming the garbage that the school likes to call "food". Seriously, if I get food poisoning from this, ya'll best believe somebody's getting sued.

I finally push my tray away, unable to take anymore. Quinn swoops down on it immediately, attacking the food with scary resemblance to a starving wolverine chomping down on the first baby deer he's seen in weeks. (I need to lay off the Animal Planet). I shudder and decide to look for the guy that Alexis was drooling over so that I wouldn't have to witness the horrifying scene anymore.

I turn around and immediately spot him.

His back is to me. From what I can see, he looks tall, about six feet or so. He has messy light colored hair and from the clearly defined muscles in his back, he looked to be pretty well built.

I tilt my head to the side in confusion. Something about the guy seemed so familiar, but I don't know what it was.

He then turns around and we look right at each other. My eyes narrow as I realise why he seemed so familiar.

"Bagel Killer."

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Ahhh, sort of cliffhanger!! As always, this is totally unedited, so sorry for mistakes! Vote and comment!!