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Chapter 5
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I heard the loud beeping of my alarm clock as I began to gain consciousness. When I went to shut it off, I fell out of my bed and slammed down on the cold, hard floor.
So much for snooze... I slowly picked myself back up and turned off the dreaded noise after almost letting myself throw it out the window.
I washed my face, pulled my hair into a pony tail, and slapped on a little bit of natural makeup.My outfit was just a tight, dark grey turtle neck with distressed, high-waisted jeans, paired with my trusty converse.
I grabbed my phone from off of my night table and made my way downstairs. I had a couple bites of Fruit Loops before I hopped in my car and started to drive.
When I arrived at hell, I stayed seated in the driver's seat of my car. I sighed and prepared myself for the first day of actual work.
I slowly emerged from my car and took in the fresh, California morning air. I started on my way to the front doors, and sped up when I saw Scarlett in the distance. When I finally caught up to her, she smiled and embraced me in a side hug.
"Hey!!" I said.
"Hey! What's up?" She asked.
"Not much, what about you?" I responded.
"Nothing really," she said. We walked into first period together and sat down in our respective seats.
Our teacher was sitting at his desk, glaring out at the pile of teenagers stampeding into his room.
"Today, students, we will be taking a test about how much you retained over the summer. Unlike other tests of this sort that will take place in other classes today, this one will count towards your final grade," he said.
He handed out the tests, and everyone in the class grunts as if the louder they are, the less likely they will have to take the dreaded test.
After the test (which I definitely failed), Scarlett and I walked out of class together. With every step away from the classroom, I could feel the relief flowing through my veins like water cooling down burning logs.
The next couple of classes went by without anything relevant occurring. As I entered the History room, I sat down in the back and waited for Scarlett.
I began to grow impatient. I didn't know what was taking her so long- she's usually one of the first people in the classroom.
A couple minutes later, the teacher closed the door. As my confusion started to shift to worry, there was a loud knock on the door.
The teacher opened the door for a very frazzled Scarlett, who bursted into the room as soon as he cracked the door open.
She scrambled to her desk next to mine, and quickly pulled out her books from her bag. She noticed my confusion, and looked up at me after everyone had returned to the lesson.
"I'll tell you and Vana at lunch..." she said and started taking notes on the board. I guess that I just assumed that she lost her phone or something, but I guess it was something more than that.
"And then she just walked up to me and knocked my books out of my hands and was like 'whoops' and then she was all like 'maybe if you weren't such a little bitch you could learn to walk' and then I tried to stick up for myself when she knocked my books out of my hands again and walked away with her friends.
After this I of course had to quickly fix my hair which took about a minute, and therefore I was late to class." Scarlett ranted.
Apparently, the school's "it" girl walked into Scarlett and went all haywire on her... sounded vaguely familiar...
They told me that said 'it' girl- I've already forgotten her name- was one of the first girls that Savanah had a crush on in middle school. And Savanah, unaware of the wicked ways of the world at such a young age, told her she liked her, and then was outed in front of the whole school. Ever since then the girl had taken a liking to targeting Savanah or Scarlett whenever the opportunity presented itself. This bitch should better hope I never run into her..
Savanah and Scarlett continued to talk to each other about school gossip in which I, being new and all, knew nothing about.
As I sat there silently and ate my lunch, I randomly kept thinking about the fact that it was rude of the universe to let someone like Ashton be so attractive. It was a waste of good looks, if you asked me..
I pushed his face out of my mind as I focused back in on the conversation at hand. No matter how hard I tried to follow along with the stories that they were telling each other, I just couldn't.
I eventually made it to last period. I sheepishly crept to the back of the room and sat down in my seat next to where Ashton was seated. I could smell his cologne from where I was sitting and it was actually... pleasant.
"Good morning class! Now as I'm sure you are all finding out, work time has officially set in. You got tests in most of your other classes to assess your knowledge, but instead, I will be giving you all projects." Mr. Gletzo told us, earning grunts from around the classroom.
"You can choose any topic you would like, that has to do with biology of course. You will have two weeks to complete this, and no class time will be allowed. Finally, you will be working with the person you are seated next to."
When he said that last part, I almost choked on air. I could feel my pulse quicken and tried my best not to have my face turn red, which I'm sure it did anyway.
About 10 seconds after he said that, I snuck a peak at Ashton, who was still looking at Mr. Gletzo. I did the same.
"You may have this class period, however, to figure out what your topic will be and how you will represent it." Mr. Gletzo finished and signaled for us to begin as he handed out assignment sheets.
Ashton and I slowly faced each other. For real though, did he just come from a freaking Calvin Klein photoshoot?! Goddamn...
"So what do you want to do?" He asked me with a sigh. I remembered how I didn't like him, and replied.
"I don't care.."
"Fine," he said. "How about we just talk about some basic genetics... maybe talk about the relationship between homozygous and heterozygous organisms in a population, and how certain prezygotic barriers affect that population's evolutionary path."
I paused for a moment and blinked... Was he actually smart? I mean, he was in AP bio, but still. I figured that his parents had probably paid extra for him to be in the class or something. It wasn't fair that someone could be that good looking, and still be smart..
"Um, yeah. Sure. Okay then, yeah," I said awkwardly and took out my journal. We brainstormed all of the ways that we could represent our data.
The class ended before I even knew it. I mean, he was a douche, but he was smart. At least we would get a good grade.
I hoped that we would change seats afterwards and I would never have to be partners with him ever again.
He walked out of the classroom without so much as a glance, and he disappeared into the rolling sea of people. Since I wasn't catching a bus, I decided to take my time with my locker. It took me about 10 minutes to pack my bag, get everything out of my locker, use the bathroom, and get inside my car.
When I got home I opened the door to see my mother passed out on the couch with the TV on, surrounded by empty bottles of alcohol.
I held in my tears when I witnessed the sight, and ran up to my bedroom to complete my homework.
Once again, I fell asleep to the Vampire Diaries... I also decided that I would just run away with the Salvatore brothers and never have to go to school ever again.
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