Fuck off (rewrite)

Blocked number

We lined up in two lines and when our home group teacher finally accepted our attempt at a straight line we went inside.

We sat in our seating plan as she did the roll, and mostly talked. I had no one to talk to so I just sat in silence, but it's not like I wanted to talk anyway.

I started to go off into deep thinking though which wasn't good, like what am I gonna do with my life. And that question I'm still yet to answer. After ten minutes of home group I got pulled out of my deep thoughts by the bell. I gathered my stuff and left to my first class which was inquiry.

"Crystal!" I opened my eyes face palming myself because I fell asleep in class. Great, now I have to explain why I was asleep. "Yes Miss." I said acting like I wasn't asleep at all.

"What is one of the many persuasive techniques?" I looked down and searched my book but nothing was there but blank pages. I looked up at the bored and scanned it, "Rhetorical questions?" "Yes Crystal, well done." She said smiling. Oh thank god. I can't believe I fell asleep in class....well actually I could believe it.

Before I knew it the class was over and it was time for drama. I packed up my things and everone was dismissed but me. I walked up to the teacher, "Next time don't fall asleep in class Crystal." I nodded and walked out the door.

I walked over to our drama room and walked in. I put my stuff in a corner, grabbed a chair and joined the circle. There was basically a gap on each side of me because no one really wanted to sit next to me 'cause they all had their own group of friends. But I soon go over it.

"Ok class we're gonna start a new topic-" she then stopped talking and waited for everyone to stop talking, but they didn't. "Everyone listen!" Everyone went quite. "Ok as I was saying we're starting a new topic, comedy." We mostly went through what comedy is and some examples of comedy and we watched videos of some sitcoms all session.

We finished a video and the bell was about to go. We stacked all the chairs and got ready to leave. The bell went and the class was dismissed.

I walked straight to my locker and hoped I wouldn't bump into anyone along the way. I heard muffled sound but I dismissed the noise thinking it as someone else playing crappy music. I kept walking but the noise still followed.

I pulled my phone out of my pocket and noticed it was my phone that was ringing. "Oh." I said checking who was calling. It was unknown.

I swallowed a big gulp of saliva and answered the phone. "Hello?" I said a little fear in my voice. I kept walking. "Is your life hell yet." The mysterious voice said.

"I don't know who you are but-"

"And let's keep it that way."

That son of a bitch cut me off.

"If your life isn't hell yet, it soon will be." The mysterious caller then hung up.

This person is really starting to freak me out. "Haha, guess what asshole I'm smart. Blocking your number. Didn't expect that? Did ya?" I said to myself not knowing Matt was right next to me.

"What number?" I jumped back almost dropping my phone. "Fuck!"

"What?" He said smirking. "Don't sneak up on me like that!" He nodded and we both walked to my locker in silence. "Don't you have your own locker or somewhere to be." I said hinting him to go.

"No."

"Who were you blocking?" He said curiously. "No one." "Obviously it wasn't no one. Who was it, Flareon." I looked at him straight in the eyes full of anger.