How Not to Survive High School

Chapter 6 - The Aftermath

For the whole lesson we stayed in the changing rooms; I just couldn't face everyone out there. Slowly but surely I started to calm down, but I knew what would happen. The rest of the day my senses would be on a high alert and then come following days I would be slightly panicky, until the sender faded away.

Girls were trickling in now, most stopping and asking me if I was alright, Lora pulling me aside and giving me a full on consultation. She to had been kept back by miss. Mo and Jay were last rushing up to me,
"AL? We were so worried!" Mo whisper-shouted,
"Huh, speak for yourself Mo!" Jay added, though Eliza quickly butted in,
"Jay! How dare you say such a thing!"
"But it's the truth!"
We all ended up just getting changed and walking to the cafeteria, where as usual there were no seats.

"Over here!" Someone shouted, looking over we saw, Harriot, Lizzie, Peg and the others waiting on a table for us. Walking over Lizzie started mumbling something,
"What was that Lizzie darling?" Eliza questioned
"YOU GUYS?! Didn't you hear? The Queens been abducted by aliens and is trying to take over the Moon!" Lizzie was the tables conspiracy theorist. She loved all kinds and read WAY to much sci-fi, now I love those books, but she has a full on addiction!
"You f-" Harriot turned to Lizzie before being interrupted by Mo,
"Harriot! Not swearing! The reader cannot be exposed to that kind of language"
"The what?" Harriot questioned,
"Nothing." Mo slyly spoke. Lizzie carried on with her tails of over-analysed creepy pastas and other types of macaroni, meanwhile Harriot simply raised an eyebrow, carrying on swearing, now about the EU. Then Jay got involved, this ended up in a full on debate. They should have brought in a camera crew, it would be way better than Boris and David screaming like little girls at one another!

Panting heavily I looked at Jay, "Why did we have to run?" We were both sweating like pigs, history wasn't that far away either but for some reason Jay had decided for us to race. Before she could answer me Miss McBrian welcomed us all in.

We took our usual places, by Miss's desk. Leo gave me a dirty look on the way in I, confused, simply ignored it. The rest of the lesson went as usual though, making jokes with Miss, she was an awesome teacher, talking, drawing. Jay told me something, I expected a joke like this but not actually,
"Allie, we need to come back at lunch and clean." I tried laughing it off but she was serious. I was starting to worry about her, you see, Jay has O.C.D Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. And anyone with half a brain cell would know that it isn't just 'tidy syndrome', It wasn't so bad, she had it just about under control, but then a ton of horrible stuff happened causing her to stress out, which cause it to start controling her. At seeing the cupboard in Miss's class she was shocked to say the least, we all were! But this was new, I had known it was getting worse but now the condition was taking over. The school wouldn't help, so we were stuck on our own, as per usual.

The rest of the day wizzed past, other than braving the spiders and long past newspapers at lunch, nothing really happened. Well, Leo was being an idiot, and Blake was being a sexist pig, but nothing new there! On our trip home we came across tiny kid, he is a year 7 that lives down my road, his real name is Gordon but because he is quite a small child we gave him the nickname, tiny kid. Though an annoying year 7 he does have good taste in comics, DC all the way! As well as pop culture in general, basically me him and Jay get along cause we're all nerds.

Welcomed home by my nan and, no brother?
"Nan, where's Tim?" I asked cautiously, had he been abducted by aliens? I hoped so.
"Oh, what club does he have on a Monday? Athletics, thats it!" She triumphed. I sighed, unlucky this time, oh Martians? When will you take him?! Tim is the opposite if me. Sporty, social, popular, he even has a girlfriend! HE'S YEAR 5 AND IS MORE SUCCESSFUL SOCIALLY THAN I EVER WILL BE! What has the world come to? "Speaking of which I have to go and collect him! Be back in 15 minutes!"

The door close with an unintentional slam. The house to myself, the things I could do! Turning the TV on I flicked through the channels, dismissing each one for another that was equally as bad. Eventually settled on CBBC, what Horrible History's was on! Don't go telling me a year 8 shouldn't be watching kids stuff! Finding my tablet I waited not so patiently for it to turn on. Finally I herd the familiar jingle which signifide a glowing screen.
Instagram; the bane of my life. Oh look! So and so has gone somewhere you'll never be able to pay for! Brilliant, obvious sarcasm is obvious.