After about an hour of tossing and turning, I finally found myself in a deep sleep, dreading the next morning.
***
I woke up to that familiar sound coming from my nightstand, where my phone laid. I extended my arm after hitting snooze twice, to finally turn it off. I really didn't want to go to school.
I stayed in bed for a few seconds with my eyes staring at the plain and boring white ceiling. I then decided to get ready. I sat up on my bed and rubbed my eyes until the blurriness was gone. And stared at my room for a moment. It was filled with band posters including muse, panic! At The Disco, MCR,and more.I went downstairs to check if my parents were home. As usual, they weren't, I sighed and continued getting ready.
I went upstairs, turned on my straightener, and opened the wardrobe. While my straightener was heating up I looked for some clothes to wear. There wasn't much to pick from, seeing as most of my closet was filled with dark colours.
Except for a pretty pink shirt that I never wore.I always think that the less bright colours I wear, the less attention I draw to myself. Plus I like how black colours express my mood.
I got out a black shirt with a big white circle in the middle of it and some usual black skinny jeans. I then grabbed my straightener and started to get rid of my horrendous curls. I fixed my fringe a little,just so I can look presentable. I headed inside the restroom where I brushed my teeth. When I suddenly realized I had forgotten to shower. But it was too late now, so I just went downstairs and chilled until it was 7 am so I could start walking. I saw as the clock struck 6:58 and got my wallet, phone,and keys. I slid my wallet in my front pocket and headed out of the door.
By the time I was out it was exactly 7. I then pulled out my phone and earphones. I started to play muse seeing as this wasn't necessarily a short walk. I sang along quietly while bobbing my head to the beat.
When I arrived to school gates I noticed a few unfamiliar faces, which most were staring at me. I took my earphones out and put my phone in my left back pocket.
I then picked up my time table from the front office and skimmed through it. Apparently,I had English, Art, Spanish, French, free period,Math, and finally History. I truly hated history but I loved all the other subjects, especially art. Although I show I don't care about my grades I really do enjoy the subjects, the thing is I don't like doing the work. Especially when we have to work in groups. I guess you can say I procrastinate. A lot.
The lady at the front desk told me I was eligible to ride the bus since my house was 3 miles away from school. Smiling at her, I told her I appreciated it but wasn't interested.
I headed over to the quad where there is a patch of grass where I usually sit on. I looked over the things the office gave me. Which included my locker number and combination, some books for my classes, a bus pass, and a note. I hadn't noticed the note before, I opened it and it read;
Hi sorry if this comes out as creepy but I'm new and I saw you in the main office and thought you were cute. Hopefully, you are not straight ;). I will see you around.
Ps. I might have stalked your timetable and we have a few classes together, I'm excited to see you there. xxI felt slightly blushed.Even though I was trying not to care about the anonymous writer, since I was avoiding new friends, but I couldn't help wondering who this was. Curiosity was invading me but soon vanished as a short haired girl approached me. My girlfriend.
"Hi baby, what's wrong are you thinking about how beautiful I am?" she said.
"Oh hi Cat," I said rolling my eyes, "I'm just getting my classes together."
"Oh okay, well you just seemed a bit bored, and I thought maybe you wanted to have some fun..." she said while moving her hand down my shirt.
"Stop it Cat, we are in public!" I said while stopping her hand from wondering down my shirt.
She then was offended but brushed it off before pecking my lips. I can never get used to that disgusting feeling. She smashed her lips against mine, again, but this time, she forced her tounge into my mouth while grabbing tightly onto my neck locking me in. I didn't kiss back though, I just stood there, like all of our kisses. They meant nothing to me. There were no sparks or those fireworks everyone talks about. She suddenly stopped once her friends from the popular group passed by.
She waved and said "Bye babe, I love you too!"
It annoys me how she always does that even though I have never said I love you. I don't say things I don't mean.
In fact I have never felt love. Cat is just a cover up. I don't want anyone to find out I am gay. I think I'm weird enough. I feel like I have too many names I get called daily. They can at least pick from all the names to get my attention faster. I don't think I want to add gay to it. Plus even if I wasn't gay I would never fall in love with Cat. She is just with me because I am 'hot'. All she cares about is her reputation. We were voted cutest couple last year. But despite us apparently being cute together, there's no love between us at all.
AN//Yay new update!!! Don't kill me for this chapter... Thank you so much for 10 views!
I love you guys
~Jaz
YOU ARE READING
The Cover Up (Phan)
FanfictionDan Howell is a 17 year old senior in North High. He acts as if hes an asshole to everyone since he avoids any human interaction possible. But what people dont know is that Dan is just keeping too many things inside and doesn't know for how much l...