"Are you fucking kidding me," I mumbled under my breath.
The bell rang just as I entered the school doors, hurling me into a frenzy.
I ran to my locker, shoving anything I didn't need immediately in a small box I kept.
The echoing bang of metal on metal as I slammed the locker door reminded me how empty the hall's were.
How late I was.
Desperately, my jog became a sprint, knowing detention was most likely going to be in my immediate future.
Hurriedly, I glanced at my watch, frustrated at the pace the number jumped.
I was so preoccupied trying to see the numbers on my watch, I didn't notice three big bodies in my path way, causing me to collide into the one in the middle.
Don't text and walk, kids.
"Ahh, shit," I cursed, watching my belongings carelessly littered the hall.
Now, I'm more late.
Sighing, I get in my knees, picking up papers and pens.
I didn't notice the man glowering at me, too devastated by my loss.
"Watch were you're going idiot," He growled.
Yeah, I nodded to myself, definitely need to work on my observation skills.
"Idiot?" I snapped my eyes to his. "I'm not the one standing in the middle of the hallways like a hippy tied to a tree ,"
Egotistical jerk.
"Awe, we have a little nerd." He taunted, fluttering his eyelashes innocently.
I couldn't help but note how his eyes were the color of whiskey.
"I'm not a nerd," I corrected calmly.
"I'm just smarter than you." I smirked.
Stamping his mocking expression return to sender, I continued to pick up my belongings, ignoring him.
"What did you just say?" he seethed.
"I know you heard me." I said, rolling my eyes. "Or are you deaf and dumb?"
"Do you even know who I am?" He spat out, as if it were I crime if I didn't.
Well, I'm certainly glad orange is the new black, because I had no clue who he was.
"Hmm, let me see." I said scratching my chin, faking a thoughtful look.
"Nope." I grinned, popping the 'p'.
"Ryder Crown." He smirked, like the name would instill the fear of God into me.
"Ohh, so scared," I responded sarcastically, dramatically pressing a hand to my cheek, dragging it down my face.
"Literally pissing my pants here," I rolled my eyes once more, gathering the now neatly stacked papers.
One of his two friends chuckled, letting it fizzle into a cough when Ryder glared at him.
The other just had a plain emotionless face. As if he didn't care to be here, but he didn't particularly care of he was.
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Teen Fiction[Completed] {Book 1} Her life is a living hell. There's no doubt in that. People think her life's rainbows and unicorns, but in reality it's hell. One secret you have to keep away from everyone, not so difficult because you have no friends, but wh...
