Not So Picture Perfect

You Think You Know Me?

~Lilac's POV~

I got off the bus and headed to my locker, I saw my friend Taylor standing by my locker I guess waiting for me. "Hey Tay whatcha doin?" I asked her while getting my books out of my locker, "Okay, so there's this football player, and I think he was totally flirting with me at lunch!" she said sighing dramatically.  "What did he say to you," I asked calmly while walking to our first period class. "Okay, so I was sitting there with Jess, Ari, and Molly and he sat by Molly and asked me for my fries. When I said yes he said thanks and smile." she said skipping, "I hate to break it to you Tay but, I think that just means he was hungry." I said patting her on the back.

When we got to our class I took a seat in the back row, like always. Soon after I sat down our teacher walked in, Mr. Kingsley he sat down at his desk and set up his computer. "Good morning class I hope you are ready to learn about the War of 1812." He said beginning his lecture of the day, I zoned out and started singing songs in my head. I was snapped out of it when a boy walked into the door, he had jet black hair, piercing blue eyes, and pale skin. "And, who might you be?" Mr. Kingsley said stoping his lecture. "I'm Ashton Westbrook, I just transferred here today," he said handing Mr. Kingsley his schedule. "Well, it seems that you and Mrs. Primrose hove the same schedule so she can show you around, she's sitting in the back." Mr. Kingsley said pointing to me.

The boy took the empty seat beside me and just sat there looking at me. "Can I help you?" I asked him sounding annoyed, "I don't know can you?" He scoffed. I looked back to the front of the class rolling my eyes and zoned out until class ends, *Ring Ring Ring* I heard the bell and started towards the door. "Mrs. Primrose, can you show Mr. Westbrook to the Science lab?" The teacher asked, "Sure Mr. K" I said walking off. "It's room 167 on hall 5 I'll be there but I have to go to my locker." I said and he just rolled his eyes and I did the same.

I got my science book out and went to the class. I walked in and I saw the boy sitting at the same station table as I sit at, I usually don't have a partner but now I guess I do. "What do you want little Mrs. Perfect?" he asked looking me up and down , "I sit here you idiot, and don't call me 'little Mrs. Perfect'." I said sitting down beside him. "I bet I know more about you than you know about yourself." he told me in a cocky tone, which mad me extremely upset. "Oh yea, you think you know me? Let's hear it." I said staring at him. "You live in a big house, with happily married parents, a small dog, a little sister that looks up to you, a football star boyfriend, and a big group of friends that follow you around everywhere. And I'm just a charity case to get you elected for home coming queen." He said so confidently, and that set me over the edge, I sprung up and slammed my hands on the desk. "You. Know. Nothing. About. Me. So don't you ever say you do, or you will regret it." I said as I took a seat at the station next to mine, I left him there with a look of confusion and fear on his face.