Why me?

Chapter 2 He bad

That's Steve above.

Ever got that feeling when a thousand things are running across your mind and you just want to shut it all out but can't because you are just that of a over thinker. Over thinking seriously sucks but that's what we Need to tell our thoughts which are too busy running Here and there.

I stared at the note sticking out of my locker.

I will get you ;)

After reading the note I felt weird. I seriously have no idea who wrote this. These types of 'mysterious' things never happen to me. Who could have written it? Why did they write it? What can it possibly mean? What that person meant by saying he/she will get me? No one from my school seems like that type of person. Can this be by the new guys? But why?

Talk about over thinking.

But whatever the winky face was so creepy.

Like seriously what in the world has happened today!? I first met a super hot guy who hates my guts so much and I really don't know why! His hatred towards me is obvious. And then I was pushed towards a chaotic situation and now this 'note' thing. What is in store for me today God? Maybe a few more chocolates and cupcakes would be perfectly fine.

I took a deep breath. I need to stop thinking so much. Shaking my head to clear away the irrelevant thoughts, I made my way towards the cafeteria.

At lunch. I sat on my regular desk with my best friend. I had many friends but I usually hangout with Lilly cause she was different. She understood and supported me every time. Not like those fake people who wanted me just for some random purpose. And  what's the random purpose, you ask?

Good question, good question. Definitely good question. At least that's what teachers say when they can't answer a particular question.

"So? Any news?" asked Lilly, munching on her sandwich, as I sat down from across her, putting my backpack down beside me.

At that moment I remembered the note.

"Oh yes. I found this note in my locker" I said shoving my hand inside my 'not-so-clean-yet-not-so-dirty' bag. Where did it go? I roamed my hand across the many weird things, I didn't know I had in my bag until now before finally coming in contact with the most weird thing called the 'note.'

I quickly handed the note to Lilly. She looked at it weirdly, before finally taking it. She had a confused look etched across her face. Of course how would she understand this all? I waited for a while as Lilly stared at the note so intensely which can bore holes into the poor paper. I have never seen her so interested and concentrated on something. Seeing her serious makes me want to laugh. I finally let out  laugh as after two minutes my impatience got the best of me.

"Hello? I am here" I said to Lilly, which made her look towards me, her serious face breaking into a grin.

"Oh yeah sorry, I just can't get the note."

"Haha, you can't even get any question in the exam." I mocked her, rolling my eyes.

"Shut up. Anyways Emily did you see the 'bad' boy? " Lilly questioned, wiggling her eyebrows.

"Who? Steve?" I mean he looked like one so obviously it would be him,right? Or maybe she saw a little kid throwing litter in the halls, and just assumed him as a 'bad boy?'

"Oh my God! Em! You even know his name wow but how!?" Asked Lilly in a shocked manner, her eyes widening as if she saw a real zombie or something.

"Oh yeah he sat next to me in my maths class"  I said with a shrug, I won't really tell her that I basically bumped into him and found out to be sitting with him in my first class, not to mention his obvious hatred towards me, and then getting pushed towards him, during a fight. Not that I don't want to tell, its just I am too lazy to explain it all and besides wouldn't it all be a bit extra?