I walk into my house and the first thing I smell is the aroma of onion dip amd chips . Probably my moms most favorite 5 minute make snack.
"Hey love," She smiles as I close the door behind myself . Love. Something my grandma would call me as I grew up , of course she's dead . I mean , everyone I know keeps dying . It's been two years since she went . It was horrible to be honest . She was my bestfriend , but know she is gone. My therapist says I'm going through the stages of grief . But it's been two years . . . so when does it end ?
I smile at my mom.
"I hope you made friends today Savan." She glares right back of me , just with no smile back. I sigh .
"Sorry mom , it's just-"
"We came here for a new start and the first thing you do is be unsocial , come on savannah just be social this should be a good start for us!" She drops the chip she's holding into the dip taking no notice.
"It's a good start until someone else dies again ." I walk into my room so I can't hear what my mom has too say. Some people just don't understand is just that people don't need the whole everything is going to be okay talk . They just need someone to understand and that's what she doesn't get .
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxo
The beeping of my alarm awakens me , I swipe my phone to turn it off. After a few minutes I am dragging myself , literally out of bed cause a blanket to fall off of it. I slide to my closet and get out a red flannel , a iron maiden tee , ripped black jeans which I also wear with laced tights so my skin isn't seen a lot. I put on my clothes and reach in my closet for my black doc martens. It takes me about 5 minutes to put them on because these ones are new and cery frustrating to put on. Across from my room I wake up my sister Adela who goes to a middle school across from my high school. She and I have highly different personalities but once in a while we could manage to get along. After waking her up I go to the bathroom and wash up. I brush out my hair and then do my eye makeup which only consists of eyeliner and mascara .
"I swear to the gods Savannah , even a satanist wouldn't even wear that!" I see her body slanted up against the bathroom door eyeing me.
"Sure Little Ms.Sunshine," I scowl and nudge my way through her. I skip my breakfast and head out.
In front of my campus all I hear is the chitchatters of people's conversations consisting of gossip , and who knows what else. I just know I wasn't interested. I mind my own business and walk into the school pretending it is just me on this campus so I don't have to remind myself I should be 'Socializing and making friends'.
As I open the campus doors I hear footsteps running after me. I turn around to meet Michael's eyes.
"I swear you must be deaf or something!" He peeps. I give him a 'what' face.
"I've been yelling for you forever , I was gonna ask if you did period 1's homework?" Standing behind him I see three other boys and recognize one as Ashton , the boy in detention.
I nod my head and I try once again to open the campus doors but I'm interuppted by Michael still speaking to me.
"Could I maybe copy it?" He smiles in hope. I roll my eyes and reach in my bag for the handout that was homework , and give him it.
"You don't speak much , but uh I'll give this too you in first , K thanks!" He waves away and I enter the school and head into my first class. I sit down , and the teacher gives me a stern look.
"Savannah class doesn't start until ten more minutes, is there something you need?" His hand twiddles with a wooden pencil as he glares at me.
"No I just like to be early , and on time." He nods his head and begins writing on paper.
xo
"Hey thanks for letting me borrow this again," Michael whispers in my ear and hands me the paper when the teacher is turned around. I grab the paper and look over it , still the same when he took it. You're welcome. I mimick in my head , something I would have said if I was the old old me . But I'm not. So , I won't exchange those words and keep them in my head . The teacher begins his lesson and I begin writing. Half of time I have no fucking idea what I write but hey studying comes in handy right ? I think juniour year is probably the second most stressful high school year for me. Including he fact that I did come to a new school.
xoxoxoxoxo
Fourth period. Art.
If there was a reward for most boring subject this would be the one. Today we are making mandalas. Wooooo . Not .
"Oh I almost forgot .. the seating chart !" She says and everyone sighs and ughs come out. She begins naming everyones placements as they let go of sitting next to their friends and such.
"Third table is Ashton and Mason, next is Calum and Marie and finally Savannah you in the back can be your own partner!" She smiles. Actually , I'm quite happy to be alone so I dont have to socialize.
A tri-mester late and the teacher is barely making seating charts ?
"Oh heeeeey new girl ," Ashton turns to face me . He's straight across from my table and seemingly he has not forgotten to call me the name he gave me. I must've made a face or something because he coughed up my actual name seconds after.
"Ahhh Savannah silent treatment one aren't you?" My cheeks flush red , why would it matter if I speak or not ? He'll stop conversating with me forever in a meer second or two . . . hopefully. Mason laughs.
"Ashton just shush and leave her alone , talk about a warm welcoming," Calum says with a hint of sarcasm. 2 more minutes. Just two more until this fucking shit period ends. Come on deep breath Savannah their boys just stupid boys.Ring Buzz ring. If there is anything more annoying than people it's this bell , but then again it's a life saver . I grab my supplies and leave. Such a small classroom door for so many students. I'm crammed by this freaking door. Thank god it's lunch so I can breathe.
"Hey Savannah hold on!" Calum calls behind. I swift myself to see his face, he could be pacific islander if you get a quick look. Maybe he is but I doubt it , I mean it Australia not America or hawaii. He runs to the side of me. I should probably ask if he is an islander but that requires some talking and I can't talk around guys. He smiles a cheeky smile and pulls out his hand for a shake , I think twice and bring out my hand to shake his. This is where we usually would exchange names , like in the movies. But this is real life and in real life I can't normally conversate.
"Calum , and you're Savannah.." He giggles , it's cute. I give him a smile.
"So so you are new and how would you feel if I showed you around and you could maybe hang out with me and my friends today . . . sound cool ?" His offer is quite sweet how could I say no ? I nod.
AN//
sorry late update but thanks for the votes and reads ily guys . Not a perf chapter but whatevs ♡.
YOU ARE READING
Safe // a.i.
Teen FictionNobody was supposed to know but his words were so calming and he wouldn't leave her , he was desperate . So desperate that the words crumbled out , giving every hint a meaning.