Treat Me Better { on hold }

Chapter 7 - Talk About Awkward

HAPPY NEW YEARS!

Hey guys, sorry for the long wait. I wanted to post 2 days ago, but I was really busy. I hope you guys enjoyed your New Years celebration if you did celebrate. Not as long as the last 2 chapters since this has 2 parts. It was edited but not as many times as before, so if I made a mistake, sorry.

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Anthony's POV

Today was shit.

Everything was shit.

Today was the worst day of ever in humanity.

Today was Monday.

Third week of school, ONLY.

Not only my teachers were pissing me off the whole day and students were all giving their full attention at me, today was the most awkward day in my life and I got detentions today.

Let me explain everything more thoroughly about my school day.

I come to school with my best friend, my 2015 Moto Guzzi Audace, in an already grumpy mood. It was Monday, don't blame me. I had a little argument with my parents about my alcoholic state from Saturday night today morning. They weren't home from Sunday early morning till 5 am today. So they decided to talk about it today, on a Monday, before school started. They grounded me, but I don't really care. I still do things as I please.

Brent's cousin, Josh, is staying at my place because his parents are in a business trip. Our parents are close, so my folks decided to help out each other. Josh's parents didn't want to leave him with Brent, knowing his influence on him would bring chaos in their household; so they think I am an angel and brought him across from my room for 3 weeks. I have a way with adults that they cannot see the inner me, but it doesn't work out in front of my parents. They already know that I am a devil in a disguise.

Josh has given me a headache yesterday, talking about some girl in his class who is younger than him in a year. Keeps talking about her hair, accent, her face and all that sappy stuff. I was really tempted to throw him out of the window and tell him to grow some balls and just ask her out, but I couldn't do that. I already have a shitload of problems to take care of.

So, where was I? Oh right, my school day. I enter the hallways of hell and everyone's eyes are directed at me. Okay, I'll admit, I have gotten used to the stares I get every day because of my all glory being. I know that girls behind me faint or hyperventilate when I pass. I know the glares thrown at me from their boyfriends or other guys who wish to be me. I know that, and I got used to it. But today was different, usually they would hide their stares and glances, today they full on turned their bodies at my direction and started to whisper about me. What happened to being subtle?

I acted like I didn't notice as I always did when I came to this hellhole, but it was kind of hard to not snap at anyone and hit them in the face. I actually did once, that's why I got detention, but I will explain it later.

I met up with my gang and directly bombarded them with the questions running through my mind since I entered school.

"Why the effing hell is everyone whispering and staring at me?"

"Well," Brent stretched out the word, a big sign that he will lie at me face; he can lie, but not to me, "you are Anthony Wood, the famous bad boy and shit, right? I thought you noticed this before."