You're not like me

Two

I started my day off with English, I never had a love for literature. okay we get it Shakespeare is good at writing and I need to know which 'there, their or they're' to use. It was only the first hour of school and I still couldn't seem to get my mind off of this Hannah girl. she was mysterious but in a desirable way. she left me wanting to learn more. I still had to keep my mind in place though, no girlfriends for all of senior year. I had no urge to relocate again.

I drifted off in second period chemistry it was all getting to know you bullshit. who cares who's in my class I just wanna blow some shit up. my chem teacher was ms. Herron, she looked like her mid 40's and was wearing maroon skinny jeans and a loose white top.

"so we should all skim through the textbook and as well finish the grade 11 chemistry review on page 12 and complete questions 1-14 tonight for homework." she said as the bell rang and every got out as fast as they could for lunch. I tried my best to get out as fast as I could, "wait Emma!" I obviously wasn't fast enough. I turned around and walked toward ms. Herron. "I just wanted to say welcome, I hope you enjoy it here at Goldhaw Academy."

"I'm just trying to get out of high school as fast as I can." I replied with snark. I didn't want this taking up my lunch, I'm a teenage girl who needs to eat you know.

"well if you ever need anything I'm here in room 906!"

"thanks. I'm gonna go now..." oh man first with Hannah now with my teachers, Emma get a grip! I've never been this nervous before.. I rushed out of that room and realized that I didn't know what to do or where to go for lunch. I knew no one and no one knew me. There was only one option; sit alone.

I walked into the cafeteria and pulled out my laptop and started listening to the 1975 and started on this stupid English assignment.

"what's my favourite colour?!? who the fuck cares." I said to myself soon being interrupted to someone sitting across from me. I saw nothing but a black shirt with a guns n' roses logo, looking up it was Hannah.

"uh... hi?" fuck shit fuck Emma! you've made one maybe kinda friend and you're fucking it up!

She started giggling to herself, "you're eating alone because?" she stopped and paused like I'd have an answer, "come sit with us." I was hesitant I didn't want to fuck anything else up. "cmon, we don't bite, well maybe a little in bed." she winked as she walked away. She as well was wearing black skinny jeans and trust me when I say this, they really complimented her butt. She has this whole 'bad girl, I don't care what you think about me' vibe.

I started to pack my things up and slowly walking over to the table. What's the worst that could happen, I thought to myself.