What If?

Chapter One

I got home at around midnight. I opened the door and tip-toed to my room. Being quiet, I got to my room safely. I dropped my stuff near the desk and plopped down to bed. I plugged earbuds into my phone and blasted music until I fall asleep.

I woke up and realized it was 8:45 am. "Oh shit, I'm gonna be late." I murmured to myself. I can't believe that it was my first day of transferring into a new school that I possibly won't fit in or even care about anyone. My father gets new jobs so often so I transfer basically every 4-5 months. That is, if he gets a higher paying job. You know just to keep a roof over my brother and I.

I took a quick shower which lasted 7 minutes (shocker) and put on some decent clothes that's "school appropriate." Who knows, maybe Jacksonville is one of those schools that'll be like "Um that is against dress code, Rolex. Your shirt is showing too much porn." Might cut a bitch if that happens.

I grab my backpack and head downstairs. "Honey, where were you last night?" As I was about to grab a water bottle from the refrigerator, my father notices me coming downstairs. "I was at work. Came home late because of a late night shift." I know what you're thinking. Me? Rolex? Badass girl that maintains a job. Yes, I have a job, stereotypical hoes.

I like having something to do when I'm stressed out or something. Even though, I have to be social like 24/7 when people aren't even talking to me. "Oh okay. Don't be late to school, Ro!" He said as I came up to him and gave him a hug. "Bye, Dad." I walked out of the door and went into my car. I put my stuff next to the drivers seat -and start driving. I'm a junior in high school and I'm 16. To all the schools I've been in, I don't hang with other people. I'm not one of those people that hangs with everyone. There's a term for that. It's called "stupid hoe."

I hang with bad people yet they don't have an influence on me rather than the clothes I wear which is all black. Literally. All black. Like everyday. Except when I sleep, I wear my onesies. That's how cheesy I am. I've been in a relationship but turned out like shit. He was abusive and only liked me for my looks instead of the real me. I don't want a relationship right now. It's too overwhelming. It's as if you're taking care of another you. Which is already too much since its 2016, people. I got to school with only 5 minutes to spare. I ran to find my homeroom and I suddenly bump into someone.

Fuck, fuck, fuck. I said as I murmured to myself. I noticed a nice, well dressed, looking guy helping me gathering my stuff together. "Uh hey. Sorry about that. I wasn't looking." The guy said smiling. He's cute but looks nerdy. He looks like he could be a Dylan O'Brien look-a-like in those glasses. I gaze into his ocean, deep blue eyes. "No, it's my fault. You know what they say. Always run into something unexpected." Oh god, I'm being cheesy. The guy lets out a giggle and it's so adorable. "Looks like i expected to see something beautiful." He says as he gives me my stuff. I blush. "Oh, by the way, I'm Tanner." He hands out his hand, asking for a handshake. "Hey Tanner, I'm Rolex." I say shaking his hand. "I have to get to class. Well, we have to get to class before the bell rings. Who do you have first?" I pull out my schedule and pointed at my homeroom teacher. "We have the same teacher. Let's go."

Mm-mmm. The teacher cleared her throat as she saw Tanner & I walk into class. "You're late, Tanner and who is this?" She examined me and gave me a dirty look. "I'm sorry, Ms. Holland. And this is Rolex, she just transferred here." Tanner look back to me when he said that. "Oh. Well, you can be her tour guide and show her around. Take a hall pass on your way out!" "Thank you." Tanner said as he walked out the door and I followed. "So Rolex, fancy name you have there." He looked to ground and looked up to me. "Yep, named after a watch. Who wouldn't wanna be fancy?" I said awkwardly. "True. I'm so fancy, you already know. I'm in the fast lane from LA to Tokyo. Let me see your schedule." Tanner said as I gave him my schedule. "Okay so, for second period, Mr. Pitt will be near the cafeteria. For third period, Mrs. Brietbart is across the hall to Ms. Holland. For fourth, Ms. Calloway is next to the public bathrooms. Fifth, Mr. Stone is near the office. And that's it. You're set. There's not really much to tell you here at Jacksonville. We don't have a dress code. Um, we have pep rallies here and then. That's it." I nodded throughout the whole time he said all of that. I'm not really much of a talker if you haven't guessed by now.

"Thank you for the help, I appreciate it." I said breaking the silence.
"You're welcome. May I ask, are you okay?" I squint my eyes, looking at him with confusion.
"What do you mean by 'okay'?"
"I mean, you seem like you're not into it at a new school."
"Oh. Well I'm not much of a talker and I'm not really comfortable around people unless I get to know them. Even though I just met you, you seem like an okay person. Definitely not a stalker for all I know of." I laughed as I ended the sentence.
"Very funny. I'm not actually unless there's something and you want me to investigate on something."
"So, stalking." I laughed quietly and he gave me the resting bitch face.
"No, yes, you know what? Call it whatever you want to call it." I laughed even more than I should've. "Shouldn't we get to class after this survival guide to school?" "We should but why would you want to go to class?" I thought for a second how I was gonna respond to that. "Because it's my first day." He gives me a 'bitch, why you lying' face. "Ooooohhh oookay." I simply scoffed at his immaturity. "It's almost 11. We should get to class."

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