Try to fix me.

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Of course I bolted out of the hallway. I was not going to wait around so I could get scolded some more for trespassing. And with him being so damn hot an irresistible I'd probably end up apologizing to him in a naughty way.

As of right now I am seated in my physics class as students file in. The teacher still hasn't arrived but that was okay because I wasn't going to learn on the first day anyway, no one was.

Well maybe geeks.

Blahhhh, where's this teacher?

Bored out of my skull I take out my phone and text Vivi.

'What class do u have 1st?" I send.

I never did check if I had any classes with my friends. Nor do I know if they actually go to class. They probably get high. Maybe that's why the boys were in such a rush to leave.

Awaiting her reply I tap my table with a pencil. Getting impatient I wriggle in my chair.

Finally receiving a text from Vivi I open my phone.

'You're wasting my minutes. Travis is going to be mad at the alarming charge on the phone bill" Vivi text.

"Oh I'll pay this month gezz don't get your panties in a bunch," I text back as I put my feet on the desk.

She replies instantly"Whatever, you evil demons child. Why don't you learn for a change?"

I smile a her text.

Me and learning. Ha!

"I'll think about it. But really since when do I or does any one for that matter try to learn at this school?"

The noise level in the class room rises as more students come in, scrambling to find seats. I had taken a seat in the back and away from the teacher.

Staring at the ceiling I wait for Vivi's text.

A couple minutes later the teacher finally struts in gaining my attention for a moment. He quiets the class down and writes his name on the board. He introduces himself as Mr.Ken. He quickly jumps into a discussion about what materials we will need and what we will be studying over the course of the year.

I stare at the ceiling again deciding it's more interesting then what is coming out of the teachers mouth.

My stomach grumbles in annoyance.

Damn I should have eaten breakfast, but in the rush I didn't even consider it.

Damn Vivi and her wanting me to look sexy.

Not that I did look sexy today. The monster biker boots distracts attention from my nice outfit. But I don't care I'm not out for the attention of men. These were my favorite boots and I wear them with almost everything. No one was going to decide what was right for me. No one is going to tell me how to dress, who to date, what college I went to, or if I go to college.

Which I'm not!

I sigh maybe I am over analyzing things. Vivi was just trying to doll me up for a change and maybe even attract the attention of the male eye. She was just trying to look out for me, probably, an that was fine. Because in the end she just wants me to be happy.

But I guess she just doesn't understand how deeply depressed and broken I am and what I did can't change.

A chair next to me squeals, bringing me out of my thoughts.

"Nice, for you to come to class Mr.Dawson. Now just try to come on time for a change ," grumbles Mr.Ken.

Someone grunts in response.