Collision Course

Chapter 6: Nana Jones

The rest of the day went by like every other day at this stupid school. Classes dragged on like time was stuck moving at the pace of an exhausted sloth, people were still annoying and loud in the halls that seemed to make every word echo, and teachers kept babbling on and on like those stupid radio adds that won't let you listen to music in piece. So basically, nothing eventful happened.

Not even during lunch-the most 'eventful' time of the day. Bridget didn't hoe around, Adrian didn't pick a fight, the jocks didn't throw around some food item, the drama nerds weren't even dramatic! Today must've been an off day for everyone. Honestly, I was surprised.

Although, something new did occur today. I didn't actual think anything of it at first but I guess it's somehow a big deal. Whenever it happened, I noticed people would stop what they were doing and lean over to whisper to the person next to them.

Now normally, I don't mind the attention. I most certainly don't love it but it's nice not to be all alone and unnoticed. This time though, it irked me.

See the thing is, what it is isn't even a big deal. Really! It's not! It's just the fact that in the halls, most times whenever we make eye contact, Wes and I would utter hellos or have the occasional joke passed between us. That's it.

Every time we did that though, people would stop and just gossip. I mean, seriously? How old are you, five? We're in high school for fucks sake, not elementary. It bugged me the entire day. Maybe that's why it didn't seem like anything happened today, probably because I wasn't paying attention.

Yeah, that's probably it. I tend to space sometimes, just talking to myself or thinking. Who knew I'd be one of those people, right? Ha...ha...yeaah.

As the final bell rang, ending my literature class, I hoisted my bag across my back and scurried out the door. The rest of the class was still gathering their color coded or bedazzled belongings. Being the first one out has its perks, trust me.

I gritted my teeth when I saw the massive tidal wave of students spilling out of their last classes. Great, just what I need. A fucking migraine.

The hundreds of thick wedged heels and rubbery soles of shoes filled my ears and pounded on my skull, knocking for permission to enter. Of course, my stupid ass brain lets the noises in.

I internally cringe as the pounding drum beat rattles my brain. I so badly want to cover my ears with the palms of my hands just to try and sedate the noise even just a smidge, but my look is on the line.

Keeping my teeth clenched and jaw straight, I walked right though the crowds, they part a bit for me, to my locker. It seemed to take hours just to reach the navy blue metal and still no relief. Fortunately for me, my locker was on a different side of the school. One with a significantly less amount of people, lucky me.

The pounding wasn't as bad as before due to the students leaving this hell hole, but still intoxicating. I twisted the lock and pulled the lever making my locker fly open, revealing all my books.

I took me a minute to grab everything I needed before I carefully shut the door. I didn't want any more noise. It shut with a small 'click' and left me standing in front of a shut slab of metal.

A decent chunk of the student body had already fled the building leaving the pounding to a small pulse, almost like a heartbeat. Hard to imagine something bad about a heartbeat, right.

I turned to see Lily still fumbling in her locker for books to take home. A wicked smile took over my face as an evil idea popped into my crazy mind.