Help our souls // bws

The Vamps

CHAPTER 7 ! please don't forget to tell me what you think, it is really important to me !! x

I woke up, as always, at the same time. I did the same things I always do : eat, dress up, bathroom stuff. I had the same routine for two years now, and it made my life even more boring. Sometimes I felt like I was a robot, that I didn't really think by myself, that I did what I was being told to do without baulking. And you had to do this, because otherwise, you were being rejected by the others. Sometimes when you don't think the same way than someone else, you're excluded.If you do not agree with the popular girls state of mind, they just consider you as shit, and tell mean things about you, just because it's funny. I had been treated like that. I had been insulted. I had been dropped by my "friends". What Chloe did wasn't new, but I thought she was a bit different. I thought she wasn't into this whole popular thing. Although she clearly was. She just wanted to have as many friends as she could, she wanted to be attractive, she was a seeker for attention. I wasn't. I guessed we weren't supposed to stay friends, and that was for the best. Like they say : "It's better to be alone than in bad company".

I took my stuff and walked to school. I didn't want to go to school, so I walked really slowly. That slowly I was late. Great. I wasn't in a rush though, three minutes late couldn't be that bad. I walked to the classroom and knocked. "Get in." I could hear the grating voice of my teacher. I could tell I was going to be told off. I opened the door and walked in. 

"Hi, I'm so sorry I'm late." I said, obviously not thinking it. I had a look at the room. They were all looking at me. All. Except two of them. Chloe. And him. They were writing or drawing something on Chloe's notebook. They looked like they were sharing a moment of complicity. I became upset. My stomach turned upside down.  What game was he playing ? He almost said she was a bitch and now he was joking with her ? I didn't understand anything, I didn't understand him. My fists clenched and my nails dug into the palm of my hands, so hard and so deep that even in my mouth I felt the taste of blood, the blood that would pour down my hands if I didn't stop. Why did I attach some much importance to what he did, what he said, to him ?

"Miss Grey, I think the Principal will love to see you in her office. I don't want late and lazy people in my class." She said, looking at me in the eyes. My cheeks reddened in one second and my heartbeat  fastened.

"Seriously ? I'm only late of three minutes, I'm sure you haven't even started the lesson ! And you have no right to say I'm lazy. This is the first time I'm late this year, so please stop judging me like that." I was fuming, I hated her. She was so up to herself. My parents always repeated to me that you ought to shut your mouth, even if teachers were wrong.

"Get out, now." I glared at her, gritting my teeth, trying to hold in my anger. My father's voice resonated in my mind. Don't do anything stupid. Let go.

"Fine." I took a look at Bradley. He was looking at me now. I guessed no one really knew me so they might be startled that I replied to the teacher. If only they knew. In the depths of my heart, I wish I could be someone else, let them see this hidden part of me. His eyebrows were raised and a smirk developed on his face. He pissed me off. Could he just dropped this smile ? I walked to the door, slamming it "accidentally" and headed to the Principal office. I knocked and heard her saying me to get in. "Hi, sorry to bother you. My teacher sent me here because I was late." I smiled because I knew she couldn't care less about that, she had more important stuff to do, probably. I was not really sure. It didn't matter, as long as my parents stayed out of this.

"I told them I wasn't here to handle that, damn." She murmured and sighed. Did she just say damn ? I didn't know she could swear, at least swearing in front of a student surely wasn't good, or allowed. She looked at me. "Never mind, just go to the library or whatever you want, just be on time for your next lesson and don't leave the school's enclosure." She dismissed me with the back of her hand and focused back on her papers.