Do I Know You?

Chapter 1

"SHIT!!!" I screamed as I rolled out of bed and onto the floor. I stood up and looked at the clock on my wall. "SHIT! CRAP! I'M LATE! SHIT I'M LATE!!!" I shouted. I was half an hour later than usual. At least there was fifteen minutes before school started. I quickly got dressed in black leggings and a long orange and purple plaid shirt. I brushed my hair and popped my purple snap back on my head. I grabbed a slice of toast, grabbed my schoolbag and said bye to Mum and Dad. Now I had to find a way to get to school in 10 minutes when it was a 15 minute walk and I don't have a car. There was only one way. I know everyone would stare at me, but I'm going to be late.

I went back up to my room and grabbed my skateboard. No one knew about it but I had no one to tell. I'm considered an outcast in school. I sit in the library to eat my lunch. I sit in the back of my classes. I never talk to anyone and the teachers know that. Sometimes, they give me fake detention at lunch to just eat or do my homework or whatever. They never ask me to answer questions or read out loud or do something for them. I thank them for that by keeping my grades up. I'm not the smartest one out there but I do try. I have time to study because I have no life. 

As I was riding my skateboard down the path alongside the road to school, I noticed a few of the students staring at me for riding a skateboard. Ah whatever, I don't really care. There will probably be gossip and rumors and shit going around the school now but its not like I have a reputation or anything to uphold. I'm an outcast. The lowest in the school. I can't go any lower and even if I could I wouldn't really care. I just get on with my day looking forward to graduating and going to collage. 

When I arrived at school (as I expected) all the people outside were staring at me. I just walked past them and headed inside. At least my locker was close enough to the door so I could avoid most of the students. I quickly put my skateboard into my locker and grabbed my books and ran to homeroom. 

I just about made it on time. As I ran inside the classroom the bell went off. I sighed in relief and sat down in my seat in the back. I took out my pencil case and binder  and placed them on my desk. when I looked up I saw that most of the students were staring at me. 'Oh brilliant. Now I'm being noticed.' I thought. I ignored the stares from everyone and listened for my name. "Alexis Parker" Mrs Johns called out. "Here" I said in a small voice. Mrs Johns looked at me and smiled. I smiled back and she continued calling peoples names out. I zoned out and started thinking. What if the school knew what I'm really like. What if they saw who I really was and maybe people would be my friends? Ugh how I wished I could just tell them. I never really had friends. I was almost always a loner. I had only my imaginary friends when I was little. Then I found out there was no such thing. Then I made a friend. He was the best. He used to lend me money for lunch when I forgot mine. He'd always play with me. When we had P.E, if he got picked as captain, he'd always pick me first. He was the best. Until one day when his family got up and left without saying bye. Too bad that I can only remember his first name. Nathan. I always have loved the name. When I was little I used to name all my teddies Nathan or Teddy. I was a peculiar child.

My thoughts were interrupted by the bell ringing signaling the end of homeroom. I packed up my stuff and headed to my next class. English. I headed down the hall with my head down, trying to stay out of every ones way. My plans never worked out. I turned a corner and was shoved to the ground. I looked up to see Mark Green looking down at me laughing. Mark was one of my so called "bullies." Yes he bullies me along with a few of the popular girls including Jenny Brogan, the schools queen bee. Or queen bitch. Whichever you prefer. 

I ignored Mark and picked up my bag and went to English where again, I sat at the back. I was one of the first ones here which was surprising because I had my little 'incident' with Mark and still I was one of the first.

 I just realised. I never introduced myself! Oh gosh I'm an idiot. Anyways, my name is Alexis Parker. I am 18 years old and I am in my senior year of high school. I am 5'5 and I have long, curly, dark purple hair with bright blue eyes. Yes I have purple hair. I hated the shade of brown it was. I didn't like it. So I dyed it. Anyways, I guess you could say I'm not your average girl. I prefer action films over romance. I prefer my PlayStation over  painting my nails. I prefer skateboarding over riding in a car.  So yeah... not an average girl.

When the Mr O'Brein came into the room it turned silent. The kids in this class never liked him. I guess sometimes he could be a bit mean... But he's a good teacher and you can tell he loves English. Just maybe not teaching it. I often talk to him and he's really nice. I know that he has a soft spot for people like me. The ones that have no friends. Sometimes he would give me lunchtime detention just so I could come into his classroom and read or do my homework. He never gives me detention slips and all they don't go on my record. So yeah, he's a nice guy.

Mr O'Brein collected the homework from last night and gave out to the people who didn't have it done. Then he went up to the board and wrote on it that there was a project that we would be doing on the person sitting beside us. It was finding out things you didn't know about the person you sit beside.  In this classroom there were two people at a desk except for mine. I had an empty seat beside me. It was mostly awkward but at times like these I was glad to have it. 

"For those who do not have a partner" Mr O'Brein said looking at me, "they will be doing their project on a person of their choice." I nodded at him and he went back to explaining the project. Thank fuck he didn't put me in with another group. That would have been really shitty. The project was due in four months. That gave me plenty of time to do it. I thought it was a bit much though. Two months would have been fine, but I'm not questioning it. 

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*Authors Note*

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