That's What You Get, Lydia // Hayley Williams

[Chapter Four] Little Red

Song: Boulevard Of Broken Dreams by Green Day

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After spending some time on the rooftop, I decided that it was probably time to go back down to class. Right now, fourth period, Algebra with Mr. Coleman. He's one of the few teachers that I actually like, and his class is actually fun. It's the only class that I have something other than a D or F in. Mr. Coleman is in his mid twenties, which I think is one of the reasons why he doesn't bother me. He's not an old, ignorant, narrow minded teacher. He's more understanding of kids my age. Plus, he says that his favorite band is The Runaways, and that's always a plus in my book.

I know that sooner or later, I'm going to get called down to the principle's office, and most likely, I'm going to get suspended or I.S for what I said to Ms. Collins and Mrs. Knight. Principal James isn't too fond of me so I'll probably end up getting suspended for a few days. I know my dad won't care, and I don't mind staying home for a few days either. It'll give me more time to practice writing songs and playing my guitar.

As I walked through the empty halls, I noticed a girl with bright red hair wandering down the hallway. She was holding a paper in her hand, a lost look on her facial expression. I figured the girl was new since I think I would have remembered seeing that red hair before. I slowly began approaching the girl, but the closer I got to her, the more familiar she began to look. I swear, it felt like I knew the girl from somewhere, but with all the weed I had in my system, my mind wasn't working properly.

"Hey," I began once I was only a few feet away from the lost girl. "Are you new here? You seem lost." I observed. The girl turned her attention to me, her green eyes lighting with curiosity. Her green eyes... they seemed so familiar. I'm sure I've seen this girl before, but from where? And when? Maybe I know someone who looks similar to her. Yeah, that's probably it, because there's no way I know this girl. I don't even know her name.

"Yeah, I moved here a few days ago, and the principal gave me a tour of the school yesterday, but I have no clue where my next class is." She admitted, her cheeks turning a light shade of pink as she stared down at her pink converse.

"Mind if I see your schedule?" I asked. The girl nodded and handed me her schedule. I quickly skimmed through the classes she had, noting that I had fourth, sixth and seventh period with the red head. I felt a bit bad for the girl because she had Ms. Collins' class for seventh period with me. Well, I'll try not to snap at the woman today just for this new girl. "You have Coleman for this period. You're in luck, kid, because I also have Mr. Coleman for Algebra. Come on, I'll walk you to his class." I said, wrapping my arm around the small girl's shoulder as I began walking in the direction of Mr. Coleman's classroom.

The new girl was much shorter than I. Her height stood at around 5"2 while I towered her smaller figure. It was cute- her small height, and the fact that she blushed when I wrapped my arm around her shoulder. I have to be honest, this girl was cute in general. But I still can't shake the feeling that I've met this girl somewhere before.

"What's your name, little red?" I asked, breaking the slightly awkward silence between us two.

The unfamiliar girl raised an eyebrow at me. "'Little red'?" She asked, stopping as we were only a few doors away from Mr. Coleman's classroom.

"Yeah," I laughed, nodding my head at the girl. "You're little, and you have red hair. Hence the name, little red." I explained, causing her to burst out with laughter. I smiled, satisfied with the fact that I had managed to make her laugh. I have to admit, she has a cute laugh. Like I've said before, she has a cute everything. Cute laugh, cute height, cute face, cute everything. Wait, what the fuck? Oh my god, what the hell is this girl doing to me? I've only known her for five minutes and I'm already calling her cute.