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1|Note Passing

   "Kind words are short and easy to speak, but their echoes are truly endless"
-Mother Teresa
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I stare at my reflection, frowning slightly. To me, a "nice" outfit, would be a pairs of boot cut jeans and a sweatshirt, paired with some worn down sneakers. And yes, I said boot cut with sneakers.
  I've tried multiple times to do something to my hair, but considering the fact that I have the worst combination (thick, shoulder length hair), it's hard to do anything with it. Lately I've just resorted to tying it back into a pony tail.
  I have nada on my face. Each time I think back to when I actually tried to use makeup, I make a commitment to never try it again.... Continuously. I shiver at the flashback- I had just gotten my first tube of liquid eyeliner and some blue eye shadow- but I'm sure anybody can figure out why exactly at that moment I had decided to never wear it again.
  Currently trying to throw some homework in my backpack, I get a ding from my phone, and I stop everything. A couple more dings follow after, and slowly it's erupting in 15 per every few seconds.
  I don't need to look twice to see what it is- to know what it is. But, curiosity gets the best of me and I quickly snatch it.
Mandy:- I think of all of my classes, and try to remember a 'Mandy'. Oh yes, the shy girl from history class. How did she get my number?
I scoff, knowing that most people did have my number somehow, without me having to give it to them. I train my eyes back to my phone.
Mandy: who do u think u r? Ur a catastrophe waiting 2 happen! How could anybody love u? No wonder he left u for another girl... Ur a worthless little-
I dart my eyes quickly away, trying to hold my tears inside. I should be used to this by now, but really I wasn't. I mean, I was only human. I turn my phone off quickly, trying my best to avoid the other messages in my notifications.
I look at the mirror again, trying to wipe away the tears before they fell, so that when I arrived at school, my eyes wouldn't be red.
Taking a deep breath in through my nose, I let it out through my mouth. I was told to do this whenever I felt stressed and the what nots.
Giving myself a smile, I throw the backpacks slings on my back and head out. Today will be different from the rest, I tell myself. But knowing in the back of my mind that it was another average day of Elizabeth Rose Hart.
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The absolute unexpected happens to my usually uneventful day. This day is really out to get me, isn't it? First Mandy, now this. Just two little things have already made this day totally different from how it usually is.
"Well if you have the curtesy as to be interrupting my class, at least tell me what it is that's causing this to happen." Ms. Greene dares him to answer. All of my classmates look to the back of the room... well, all except me.
  I'm not looking at that face. I'd gone through so much just to have our seats changed already. Still being able to see him from my peripheral vision even. Why did his last name have to include an H?
"Well, you see-" he starts. I hear some laughter that's definitely not his. "I was passing this note here... Ya following with me now right?" I sneak a glance to Ms. Greene. He arms are crossed angrily, with her long heel tapping against the tile.
   "I'll take that as a yes. Any way, so this here note." He says holding up a folded piece of paper. "Wasn't meant for, um, well, prying eyes. It was meant for a specific somebody."
It's at this moment that I make the worst decision to look back at him. He's there- right there. It feels so close as to where I can touch him. I try to break away from his glance- but those grey eyes stop me from doing so. I can almost feel myself going back to this- him.
  I'm surprised to see him staring straight back at me. I want to look away, but somethings making me stay there. Eyes locked.
   He continues his sentence with ease. "So you see? When the wrong person decided to read it and make loud noises..."
  I hear a deep voice cough, blurting a name in between: Carson. Which is obviously the man in crime; the one who made the very weird and disturbing noises.
   "I only thought it was best to yell 'Carson still sleeps with a teddy bear!'. Because, no one reads notes when it's passed. It's just the rule of note passing, you read the name... And pass."
   Ms. Greene strides in angry steps towards Ty, taking the note from in between his fingers. It shouldn't have shocked most of the kids in the class- it was part of the class rules. I glanced at the wall:
No note passing- if found with it, it will be read in front of class, and depending on situation, student will be sent to principals office- with warning of course.
   It was there, right in plain site. Yet, nobody ever looks at classroom rules. I look back up at the teacher. What had happened to our nice history lesson about the 'Declaration of Independence'?
She begins, starting with an adjustment of her... Throat?
   "Eliza, you have nice-" She stops short, putting the paper close to her eyes. I'm assuming she read the last part because her gaze falters. But she soon fixes it with a look- and stares at Ty. If looks could kill, Ty would be long gone by now. She doesn't look at the paper, but says the last part aloud. "Legs."
The whole class erupts in a fit of laughter- and Ty doesn't look one bit terrified. My eyes are so wide, I'm surprised that they don't jump right out of their sockets. Ok that was a gross thought, never think of that again. I look down at my legs, now feeling slightly insecure.
Looking up, I see Ms. Greene scrambling for something on her desk and scribbles something on a piece of paper.
With that she hands him a folded yellow paper, grabs his wrist, and the both of them walk out of the classroom. Leaving me and the rest of the class alone... Together.
I would have taken this nice lovely time to get extra homework done- but considering the fact that MY name was on THAT paper, there would be a few questions flying around- aimed towards mwah. Thank you very much.
And with that, the whole class- all 31 set of eyeballs- are trained on me. Some of Ty's girl followers are shooting death glares at me, Ty's friends are smirking at me, and there's always that one handful of students who don't know what the hell is going on.
And I was hoping that today would be slightly uneventful. Hmph. Ms. Greene didn't know it, but she just set me on the wish of 'the death list'.

Authors note:
Hey my little peaches. First chapter is up and running. Please give me the support of commenting and giving me feedback on how to improve. You guys honestly do NOT know how much your voice truly means to me. I'd appreciate it so so much if you left a little comment just for mwah! I know that this chapter goes by pretty fast, and I don't mention why Elizabeth (Eliza) hates Ty so much... but alas, it shall be provided for you in future chapters, you just have to wait a little bit. (But you guys are smart and you can probably guess what happened) Ok thanks guys!
-green_jai_16"1
PS- you see that little blank star? Well if you just click on it... It turns orange. I promise you. It works every time! It's like magic! But make sure it stays orange, because- like magic- it's makes a smile appear on my face... Every time that it becomes orange. ;-)

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