Babysitting the Boy I Hate

3: School

High School.

The place where some teenagers have nightmares, to some people this place let alone is a nightmare.

The hallways... People constantly bumping into you, walking in front out you, people literally stepping on your heels, people mumbling about you, just gossip let alone and of course those few people who have curious eyes and have heard lots of rumors.

Teachers...

Lunch...

Work...

Homework...

It's all just so stressing.

My opinion when your in high school you have to be very cautious all the time. Watch everything you do, watch who you hangout with, watch who you sit with, to watch others too but don't get caught doing so... why? Well everyone always has a trick up their sleeve really rather if you really know them or not.

But then again maybe I'm just too paranoid...

^That all describes me though, So with me being so paranoid I constantly not only watch my actions but I also constantly keep tabs on myself  in school, crazy right? While doing so I walk down the crowded average high school hallway, avoiding people and walking to the direction of my locker and I automatically see someone blocking it.

Wait. . .  Scratch that, Two people.

Why me? Why do I... have to go through the humiliation of having a couple making out right near my locker? 'Of course... Just my luck.' I thought.

Shaking my head I made my way towards them, getting ready for the embarrassment I knew was coming; sooner or later. Just then I noticed who the two people making out against my locker really is... It's the one and only Blaide and of course Samara-always glued to his damn hip.

"Uhh... Excuse me." I mumbled but of course they didn't even notice my presence. Typical.

"Hey, I'm really sorry to break this up but that's my locker your leaning against." I said as I barley raised my voice, head slightly hanging low looking at the floor.

Finally after what seems like forever Blaide breaks the kiss and has his signature smirk then after another awkward moment of him starring at me up and down he finally responds back "Oh really?" He said it as obvious sarcasm-rs little twerp knew that it was my locker. He knows me, barely but he does. Me and him used to go to the same middle school... but that's when we actually used to get along and I could tolerate his presence. Since then he has become a completely different person... Yanno what they say, time and high school change people.

"Huh, is it? Well I didn't notice... Or wait, hold on... I. Don't. Even. Care." He stated and pulled his bad boy signature smirk once again.

Oh how I would love to slap that smirk off his face, meanwhile Samara just giggles.

"Yes, it is and I need to get to class and I would appreciate it if you guys took your make out session in the janitors closet rather than my locker here." I responded way too fast before I could comprehend what I was actually saying.

'Wow my day has started out great so far!' (Note the sarcasm!)

"The little one here, has a big mouth." He said while looking up and down intense-fully at me, while I just stayed quiet having nothing left to say.

"Well Blue Jay this isn't over." He then smirked again and turned around with samara glued to his by his side as always.

'Blue Jay? Why on earth would he call me that...' I thought.

Just then I looked down at my appearance.

'Of course today was the one day I decided to wear my blue sweater and my blue vans.'

"Pfft."

'That was a close one.' I thought.

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-S.S