Love Me Not

Chapter 2

Today is the new chapter to my life. New school. New experiences. New people. Hopefully no new drama. I tied my hair in a bun, wore the most vintage clothes that I could find and wore the most baggy jeans. I look at myself through the mirror. Wow! No one will suspect it's me. I wore the glasses and went downstairs. "Wow, Jean. Is that really you? You don't have to do this", Jack said from my behind.

I stopped at my footsteps. He's actually right, I DON'T have to do this. But just letting my friend.. NO.. my BEST FRIEND die without me knowing how she felt when she's living isn't going to make me feel any better about her death. Plus, I can no longer cry day till night. There's probably no more tears left in me. I faced him.

"What do you mean I DON'T HAVE TO DO THIS? I know I don't have to, but I want to! The least I can do is to experience her life. I can make it through, don't worry", I sniff. He walked towards me and hugged me, tightly. Even he is feeling sad for me.

"I'm sorry. Do what you must", he sighed.
I nodded. I head to the shoe rack. "By the way, are you going to meet up with Madison? Send my regards though". Madison is my brother's girlfriend. They had been dating for 4 years now. I just somehow adore their relationship. All my shoes are basically high heels, sneakers and some flats. "Sure no problem", Jack replied. There's actually nothing that can go well with the outfit I'm wearing today. Someone grabbed my shoulder and I turned behind. "Let's go", my mum said and opened the car door. I grab my heels and went into the car.

The high school is huge. Now that I realize it, people like me wearing this don't belong in a high school like this one. It's so huge that I felt so little, standing on the grass. I looked around. Everyone has excellent fashion sense here, and rich too. Some stared at me for about 10 seconds, whisper to their friends and giggled. I raised an eyebrow. Their giggle is so girly, it makes me sick! I was going to scream, but I just remembered that I'm no longer a Jeanette for now, I'm Mia. Well, maybe something like a substitute to Mia.

Just then, five boys just passed by me and knocked my shoulder. All of the books I was holding, flew to the ground. Its not like 1 or 2. There's about 6 books. Thick books still. I thought maybe that could allow me to blend in to the nerdy life. I stared at them for 5 seconds, giving them the bitch stare. For some reason, my friends from the previous school told me that I have a talent in giving the stare. That made me laugh out loud.

One of the boys caught my eye. I quickly look away, not making it so obvious that I'm not mad at him and his friends. Some students stepped on my books. I sighed. Don't they know that books give them knowledge? How can they step on it? All of my notes were everywhere and people are just laughing at me. I have a feeling of what Mia might felt from the past. Embarrassment, humiliation. "Hey, why don't you guys go first and I'll catch up with you?", the boy who stared at me a while ago said towards his friends who are just smirking, wickedly at me.

After they left, the boy helped me with my papers. He seems like a very arrogant and rich kid. But at the same time, hot af. "I can do it myself", I said while snatching the papers that he picked up. "You are welcome, miss", he smiled. I stared at him, "Don't ever call me miss. Don't even approach me whenever you see me". He just keeps smiling. Does he have a thing or problem when smiling? I look like some lunatic. I heard giggles. I turn around and everyone are just covering their mouths, gasping and shit. This is freaking me out. The fact that he keeps staring at me freaks me out.

"What are you... I mean, who are you?", I asked awkwardly. "To answer your first question, I'm a human being", he laughs. Am I suppose to laugh or... "My name is Chris. Short for Christian", he continues. He put up his hand, wanting me to shake it. I raised an eyebrow and stared at him. "Whats your name?", he asked. I smiled at him.

The hallway in the school is busy af. But the condition of it, not so good. The lockers were being vandalized, there was flirting and kissing going on, girls taking selfies, spreading kisses to every boy who passes by. This is insane. Christian.... no, Chris... is walking towards me, in a casual manner. I'm just embarrassed to face him right now, so I quickly run away before he stop me. I just left him just now without telling my name. Its an awkward moment, I don't know what to do. As I stared into his eyes.... blue dreamy eyes... my mind is in another world, unicorns everywhere.

"Wait....", I heard him shout from behind me. Must he humiliate me, oh my GOD! Everyone is just staring at me. I don't even think I can make it through the day today with a happy ending (Lol). I feel like crying right now. I sighed.

I just keep running and he keeps following. I ran towards the headmistress' room and lock the door. I look through the mirror and I can see that he's tired. And now, I feel bad for him. I have a thing for feeling bad towards people when I did nothing wrong.

"Hello". I jumped. "I'm sorry, but I need a minute. I need some air", I whispered. The headmistress was pretty, but not beautiful. Her clothes are not very fashionable, I think she's more into antiques. Her room's dull, not so colourful but the smile that she gave to me, lighten up the whole room. "Are you ok, dear?", she asked politely. Dear? Okayyyyyyy..... "Ahem. I'm a new student here, Jeanette Anne Mitchell. You can call me Jean. I'm here for my timetable?". Do you even call it that? I never arrange my school information well and my mum just does it for me, lol.

"Here you go, Jean", she handed me the papers. "Thank you, miss........". "It's Mrs Williams". I smiled kindly. "Thank you Mrs Williams. You had been wonderful". I walked towards the door and she said, "Have a good day". I hope so.

"Hey". I jumped. I turned around and saw Chris leaning against the wall casually. Why is everyone trying to give me a jump scare today? I try to sound as nerdy as possible, "I have to go. I'll see you later". Then I ran away from him. I heard him sighed while running.