The student parking lot was filled with students. There was honking and screeching tires every few seconds. I walked towards my old, golden Saturn, and unlocked the door. I didn't have the fancy automatic locks. No, i had the dumb manual ones where i had to unlock my door with the key, the reach over and unlock all of the others. I threw my backpack into the passenger seat, turned the key, and zoomed out of there. I almost hit a few people, who jumped out of the way then flipped me off, but at the time, i could not have cared less.
As i drove home, i thought back to the suckish last period i had just had.
Immediately after i had walked in, the bell rang. I had had trouble finding the classroom, and had been forced to actually ask someone for directions. Once i finally found it, i discovered that Aubrey was also in my class. I silently thanked no one in particular for my luck. That thank you was almost instantly taken back when i realized that sitting at the lab table behind Aubrey was Janie. She scowled at me, then turned to talk to her friends.
I resisted the urge to pout while i made my way towards the empty seat beside Aubrey. Being in Honors Chemistry was going to suck, especially now that the spawn of Satan was in our class. Aubrey rolled her eyes and smiled at me as i sat. She always called me her "Melodramatic Whore." Personally, i thought that the "whore" part was completely unnecessary, but she insisted.
If only she knew how much i wasn't exaggerating. Janie would have a black-eye before this class ended if i told Aubrey every single thing she has done to me. As tempted as i was to see Janie get what she deserved, i figured i would wait a while longer to see if the whole i'm-all-that-and-you're-nothing act of hers would fade. Part of me prayed it would, while the other part hoped it wouldn't so i could give Aubrey a reason to mess up Janies' "perfect little face."
Just as i turned to talk to Aubrey, the teacher walked in and began his lecture. Mr. Miller filled the class in on the class rules, and, like all the other teachers, he gave us a preview of what to expect. But, i didn't hear any of it, instead i was focused on the "slotty" behind me, who was whispering to her ditsy friend. Normally i would have ignored her gossip, but at the name "Zyler", my ears focused in on her.
"Yeah, he is so unbelievable hot." Her friend whisped and sighed. I rolled my eyes at her. Didn't she even care about his awful personality? I concentrated on the conversation, trying to figure out where they were, since i had come into it late.
"Hey. Back-off, he's mine." Janie hissed. I was surprised by how possessive she sounded. He's not a freakin' toy Janie.
"Sorry, sorry." Her friend, i think her name was Grace, mumbled.
"It's fine. But oh em gee! i am so freakin' excited for our date on Friday!" She squealed in a whisper. At her words my stomach dropped. He had asked Janie out? But why? She's so... awful. Then, i regained my composure and realized that i shouldn't care whether he dated the devil or a saint. It wasn't my business. I sucked in a breath that i hadn't realized i was holding, and continued listening to the girls behind me.
"You're so lucky Jan! I still can't believe how he asked you out after lunch! I mean, i was a little worried after he rejected you in Economics, but i guess he was just playing hard to get. But, seriously, he must have been so nervous to ask you out, because he hardly said a word at lunch." Grace gushed.
"I know i got a bit worried after the whole," She paused, and i assumed that she was pointing at me because when she continued she said, "well, her incident. I thought maybe he thought i was too bitchy. But, turns out he was just so into me, and he was so nervous. It's so cute." Janie bragged. Wow, full of herself much? I should poke her with a needle to deflate that big ego of hers.
"I-" Grace started, but Mr. Miller had finally discovered them talking, and shut them up. Thank the Lord. I could only handle so much whispered gossip at a time. Luckily, every time they tried to talk after that, they were caught. Finally, but about the sixth time the restarted their conversation, he decided it would be best to separate them. I smiled to myself. Take that you annoying bimbos!
"Uh..Chaney?" Mr. Miller said, looking down at his seating chart. He had written in our names with our seats at the beginning of class.
"Yes?" I responded smiling, still giddy about the fact that Janie didn't get her way this time. I wasn't even curious as to why he called my name.
"Can you please switch with Grace. We'll just make a small switch and keep it simple." He asked nonchalantly.
My smile instantly faded, and i stared at him in horror. I opened my mouth to argue, but i was elbowed by Aubrey before anything came out. I gasped and rubbed my ribs, then turned to give Aubrey a what-the-hell look. She returned my questioning stare with a warning look. She knew that once i started arguing, i always managed to insult the person i was arguing with. I sighed in defeat and nodded.
I grabbed my things, mumbled bye to Aubrey, and moved to hell...
I turned left at the stop sign at the end of the road, and maneuvered down the neighborhood. I realized that in the midst of remembering my last class, my anger had allowed me to fly down the road with a speed limit of 20 mph at about 50 mph.
"Oh shoot!" I gasped, and slammed on the brake. My head, which was already throbbing from hitting the ground early that day, slammed into the steering wheel, making the horn sound. "OUCH!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, and began banging the steering wheel. I was just stopped in the middle of the road throwing a tantrum. I didn't care though, this had seriously been one of the worse days of my life.
After about a minute, I took a deep breath, pulled my hair out of my face, and calmly began driving again.
"It's okay. It's over." I spoke aloud to myself. I was still shaking from the anger that was built up inside of me. I turned into the driveway, and stared at the old two-story, wood paneled, yellow house i called home, and smiled. Home.i sighed turning off the car, and getting out, i headed towards my safe haven.

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An Unexpected Twist
RomanceMeet Chaney Keffer, an average, fiesty, independent girl. Meet Zyler Bane, the frustratingly sexy new guy. They can't seem to figure each other out. When they are forced to get to know each other, will they start to understand each other? With all o...