So Not How This Should Be

Chapter 2

I starred at Jayden as she stood up and talked.

"My name is Jayden Delaney. I play volleyball, the saxophone and I am on the color guard team. My best friends are Cassie and Nicole." She glanced at me and smiled.

"That's about as interesting as it gets. Any questions?" 

"Ya, whats that color thing." A random guy asked.

"Its the people with the flags in the marching band."

"Oh...whats marching band?" The same guy asks. Jayden rolled her eyes.

"Its the people who play at half time of football games." She says speaking very slowly and carefully to this guy. She probably didn't want to damage his brain by making him think to hard. I breathed a laugh as she sat down and shook her head and smiled at me. I only had a few more people before it was my turn.

I took deep breaths and tried to calm my self so maybe I would actually be able to form words. I was so going to embarrass my self in front of the new guy. What was his name again? Chad...Chance...Chase...Chase! That's It Chase.'Its not like you had a chance any way.' My conscious told me. See I can't even trust myself not to judge me.  

When it was my turn I stood and took a deep breath. I looked out at my class mates. They were all starring at me. Oh no I can't. I looked at Jayden she just nodded. 

"M-My name is Cassandra Abbott. I-I'm o-on the v-volleyball team, I p-play t-the clarinet and I a-am also on the c-color guard team." I take a deep breath and smile at Jayden. 

"q-questions?" 

"Do you have a stuttering problem or something?" Jane asked. She knows I've always had this problem and took advantage of it just to embarrass me. 

She was sitting at the very front of the class with a smirk on her face. She looked at her friends and giggled after I just looked down and didn't say any thing. I could feel my face getting red.

"I'm waiting for the answer." She said. I just opened and closed my mouth trying to form words but nothing would come out.

"c-can y-you n-not s-speak?" She mocked. My face went up another shade of red.

"Just leave her alone!" Jayden snapped at the her. 

"Why don't you make me?" she said.

"Alright ladies that's enough." Mrs.Huges called as if she was just now paying attention to the conversation. Where was she earlier when I was getting embarrassed?

"Cassandra you can sit down now." she said. I quickly sat back down and looked at Jayden. you could tell she was furious. I shook my head knowing she wanted to go punch Jane in the face. Jayden could handle being picked on but when someone picked on her friends she went into protective mode. Especially with me because we were like sisters and she knows all the crap I've been through. She takes a deep breath and closes her eyes. 

I ran my fingers through my tangled mess of a hair. I turned in my chair to see Chase staring at me. His blue eyes seeming to see straight into my brown ones. I couldn't break eye contact. He had a look of pity on his face. I hated that so much. 

I finally broke eye contact rolling my eyes because he was staring at me that way. I got it way to often and didn't want him looking at me like that.

The ball rang and we all stood. 

"Alright tomorrow we will finish up getting to know each other, and then I'll assign you partners for the year. Yes you will have partners. There are important projects and things that require two people."

I looked at Jayden hopeful that we would get paired together.

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The rest of the day was pretty boring. Nothing happened and thank God another teacher didn't make us get up and talk about our self. As soon as I got done with volleyball practice I walked home because I lived pretty close and my parents weren't able to come get me.

As soon as I got home I changed into some clean clothes and grabbed some food from my kitchen. I thought some chips and a sandwich and some soda and maybe a cookie or two would be good. Hey, don't judge. I just like my food okay? I went to my room and got my note book. My English teacher wanted us to wright a paragraph about ourselves so she could get to know us. I took a pen from my purse and went to my desk.

After I finished writing I grabbed my flag and went out side to practice for color guard. We already had most of our routine because we practiced some in the summer right before school started. As I was practicing my mind went to other things as my body went on auto pilot because I've done my flag routine a thousand times. I kept thinking about Chase. He defiantly had every ones attention in class. You could tell by the way they looked at him. Chase seemed like he didn't notice or if he did he didn't care.

In class when I looked back he was saying something with his eyes. He was saying sorry like he wanted to make Jane stop. Why was he looking at me like I was some helpless child? Just because I was being picked on doesn't give him a reason to look at me like I'm wounded. I'm a big girl I don't need any ones help.

My mind was racing and I guess I tossed my flag a bit too high because it over rotated and I couldn't catch it. It came down and hit me in the head with a loud thump. I let out a frustrated sigh and rubbed my head muttering a few colorful words about getting distracted and messing up. I don't know why I'm upset. Maybe because I think Chase is cute. 'You need to stop thinking about boys they are just going to hurt you. Just think about the last one.' There goes that voice again. I hate when my conscious is right.  

I shook off my thoughts about him and picked up my flag and began to practice again. After a couple of hours I went inside and took a shower when. I was done my mom was home and had started dinner. 

"Hey momma, whatcha cookin?" I asked

"Just some chicken with vegetables and potatoes" Yum one of my favorite dishes. My mom was slightly shorter than I was with curly hair right to the top of her shoulders and hazel eyes. She was beautiful and a good mother. I didn't look like her much though. But I got a lot of her character traits. Some good and some bad.

Half way through helping my mom cook my brother and his girlfriend walked in.

"Hey bubba." I said as he walked in the kitchen with Virginia.

"Hey Cassie." He said and started talking to our mom. Most of my family and friends called me Cassie because my first name is Cassandra and my dad just started calling me Cassie when I was born. My mom is the only one in my family that calls me Cassandra. I guess she just prefers it that way.

I hug Virginia and she goes to hug and kiss my mother. 

"Logan, Virginia, go somewhere so we can cook." My mom ushers them out of the kitchen. My brother, Logan, is nineteen and going to a community collage so he still is at home. His girlfriend Virginia, only a couple months older than Logan, is twenty and works at a school helping a teacher while she also goes to a community collage. 

When I got finished with dinner and did the dishes my dad came home from playing tennis. He was tall with dark hair and dark brown eyes just like me. My dad is half Indian so he had a tanned complexion and so did I.  My dad hugged me and I pushed him off because he was all sweaty. He was very playful and easy going but scary when he wanted to be or when he was mad. He just laughed and after asking how school was, just like mom had when we were fixing dinner and all I said was boring, he went to go take a shower.

After I watched tv for a while I decided to go to sleep. As I lay there I couldn't help but think about how Jane was going to make my life shit this year. 

That night I dreamed of a girl crying in a empty class room and being swept away by a boy with piercing blue eyes.

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-Kara