Love, I'm Done (ON HOLD)

Chapter 3

Chapter 3:

I have 'World History' with Ms.Johnson.

I absolutely despise that woman. It's all the far way across campus, thankfully it's close to Jace's class, so we can walk together.

We walk to his class, he has drawing. Lucky bitch. I signed up for it too, but I didn't get in till next term. I hug him good bye and he kisses my cheek and tells me to have a good hour and that he'll meet me at my class after. He's so sweet.

I walk down the hall alone, it's really empty for the first day. It's usually crowded because you can get away with being late the first few days.

I walk into class and there, of course, is a stupid seating chart. God damn I hate these, being forced to sit by dumb fucks who either, smell like weed, or don't take showers or sleep every day or they talk non stop and get you in trouble. Oh. The. Joy.

I find my seat, by the window. I sit by a 'Patrick Miller' hmm.. never heard that name before, is he new? Or possibly he got held back in this class and is a senior.

I take my seat at the long table and wait to see who my table buddy will be.

The late bell rings, maybe I won't meet him today. Oh well.

Then this guy walks in, there's only the seat next to me left. So is this then 'Patrick?'

Ms.Johnson speaks up 'Mr.Miller I'm so glad you joined us. Though, you do know where my class is, you've been here plenty times before, so why is it that you are to be late?' She points toward the seat by me and states 'That is your seat, you may go sit next to Ms.Jaymes.'

He walks over and sets down his notebook, I keep my head down and don't make contact. Preps don't like goths, especially the cutters.

He has a rough voice when he says 'Hey, what's your first name Ms.Jaymes?' I look up to meet his eyes and I say quietly 'Ember.' He looks at me and says 'Beautiful, My name is Patrick.' I just nod.

He can't seriously have just made a conversation with me, let alone call my name beautiful. It's anything but, I think that's why it suits me so well.

Ms.Johnson starts by doing the 'First Day' usual. Fire drills, Tornado drills, Emergency Exits, Lockdowns. She then goes through what she expects from us for class. The boring usual stuff. The bells rings and I rush for the door and find Jace already there. Somehow he manages to always get out early enough to always be at my class door when the bell rings. It's cute and very sweet of him.

The rest of my classes are basically the same way. Boring. First day stuff, introductions and 'About You' quizzes and games and in some a quick oral presentation about yourself.

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I have lunch with Jace, I think I always happen to have it with him. Thank god. I sat at our table while waiting for him to come back with food. There's a goth at the other end of our table, I've never talked to him before but at least he picked the right place to sit.

All of a sudden Patrick comes from nowhere and sits down next to me.

I scoff a little bit and say 'Uhm, what do you think your doing. Your a prep not a goth.' He ignores that and starts asking about my day and how I like it this year so far, talks to me as if we've been best friends for a long time. That's when Jace comes up. He gives me a confused look and asks 'Who's this babe?'

Patrick stands up and says he was just being a friend and explaining that we have a class together. I think he thought that 'babe' meant 'back off this is my girl' but it's honestly just what we call each other.