CHAPTER 3
So I texted Michael, we had made a plan earlier for lunch and I wonder if we were still partners in the English mini project, so I texted him. "Hey Michael, just wanted to double check with you if we were still partners in English, so at lunch I won't be looking around for you." I wrote to him. I felt my phone lit up, and I looked to see if I had a text, but it was just my imagination. Then a few minutes later, i got a text. "Hey! And actually, i do remember that, lunch for sure!" He wrote back. "Thanks :] see ya at my locker then?" i replied. "Yeah sure :)" He replied. "K i'll see you soon, Bye." i replied.
I then got off of my bed to get ready for school. I brushed my hair, washed my face, and then put on some moisturizer to prep my skin for my foundation, and for my face to look fresh all day. I then put a little bit of mascara just so i can look awake. I then slipped on some baggy sweats, and a T-Shirt. I put my hair in a high ponytail and that's how i went to school. I was surprised because when i walked out of the car, Wayne was waiting for me outside. He put his hand up to greet my mom with a hello, then walked with me to my locker. I grabbed what ever i needed and took a quick glance at Wayne. He was looking at me, waiting to go where ever he wanted. I quickly slipped a peice of mint gum in my mouth then we headed down stair to my first class, English. He dropped me to my class, then gave me a tight hug. I don't know if he thinks we're dating, and if we are, i'm unaware about it. I then caught Michael looking at me, surprised. "Your friends with Wayne?" He asked. "Yeah, why?" I asked him with a stunned look on my face. "It's just that he doesn't talk to much girls, or new people. He pretty much keeps his surroundings with people he's known for at least more then a year." He answered. "Well, guess he's broke his little rule." I answered with a smirk that kind of made me think it looked evil, like a villain.
We wrote down our success criteria for what was suspected in our project and booked it to the library when we had everything. I walked to the computer to gather some information of an old guy from centuries back. I don't get why the teachers give us these types of projects. They know we aren't interested, so they tend to harass us with these projects. I researched some information, copy and pasted, but didn't actually copy it. Whenever I copy I always go home and make it into my words. Switch and swoch. I went to Michael, and saw what he had gathered. "What did you gather so far?" I asked. "Nothing really, seems like the information I'm finding is something that people would know, I want to gather new information." He responded. "New information? This guy isn't from 2014. He passed away long ago, there's nothing new you can find." I responded. "True. But they're could be facts that are hidden." He declared. Cooking class came along, and i was excited!
"Today, you guys are assigned in a group." The teacher announced. The class booed her, and she called out all the names of each group. I had been assigned with a gay dude, he was quite interesting in a way.. Like a fashion-ista. We clicked together fast, and eventually became close to each other to the point where we started to tell eachother almost everything we've experienced in the mall. "I haven't seen you around this school before, are you new?" He asked with a little tint of singing, or his voice might of been that way. We planned out our dish for the next cooking class since this class was just to plan out what we would make, and what equipment we need to buy. We exchanged each others phone numbers, and gave eachother a nick name on our contact name.
At lunch I just chilled with the usual group. We told each other how our day has been, and what came along us. We played truth or dare, and you know the rest! I saw my friend earlier in cooking, and called him over to introduce him to my friends. "Hey guys, listen up!" i called out. "This is my friend Jeffrey." i declared. Jeffrey waved at them, and applauded them with a hello. He was just perfect. I loved his style, he was well mannered.
I finished my lunch, and took my vitamin water with me. I walked to my locker to put all my belongings in, and grab my phone to text my mother. "Hey mommy, what are you up to?" i asked. I was just curious. If you know what i mean, It was cold outside and i wanted to ask if she could pick me up from school instead of me going on the bus. I mistakenly messaged Wayne.. Wow another mistake. I texted him back, letting him know the text was sent by accident. "I could give you a ride." he suggested. "Are you sure?" I asked. I really needed a ride and I also needed a car, so I could drive myself any where. I had a quick thought of my moms face expression when she saw Wayne dropping me home.. I don't even want to see her face in my imagination, her upset face (obviously.) "Yeah, we can hang out then?" he asked. "Yeah, just meet me at my locker after school." I suggested.
Shit. I thought in my head, I quickly ran to my locker and checked to see if Michael was there since we made plans for lunch. He wasn't even there.. I even went to my locker earlier. Maybe he forgot as well. Maybe I was not the lonely forgetful jones. I walked into the cafeteria and saw Michael. "Hey Michael, I totally forgot about our plans for our project." I pointed out just because Maddie was there. "I forgot too, I just realized. Well, I was just a mistake. Maybe we can plan another day." he claimed. "Yeah, text me anytime your free and I'll check my schedule then, see ya." I waved while I was walking away from him. While I was walking I couldn't notice that a girl was walking with her water and I bumped it to her accidentally. "Watch where your going missy." she said angrily. "I'm sorry, I really wasn't watching. Do you want to borrow my sweater?" I asked her. "Please no, your lucky I have my gym cloths or you would have been dead." She answered with the tone of a pissed off mood. "K" I responded all most closely to confused. What would she do if she didn't have gym clothes? Tear me in to pieces? I'd sit on her. Well, my old fat insecure body would. But now I'm just skinny stuck in my fat old soul.
I walked away from her ginger self, and walked back to my mature friends. I wasn't about to start things for myself, and I didn't want to right now at this point when I think I'm in... Love. Yes, I have a crush on Wayne. But that doesn't make me want to be his girlfriend. I've always been that type of girl who thought she wasn't good enough for any kind of guy. Either skinny, or fat. Dark, or pale. Nerdy, or popular. I'd choose none. Only because I've fallen into a hole of insecurities. It was my time to change it, but I had chosen not to since I was too scared of what might happen in the future since my insecurities has already been bad for me. From depression, to breathing problems. Then from getting into my own world of joy and happiness, from falling into reality, that pity, disgusting reality I'd hope once in a life time would fade away. Even though you can never run away from these certain things, I'd hoped it since the day it started to stop following me. For me to be more confident, and have more hope in myself for once. Even then, I haven't fallen to the conclusion to even believe in anyone. Because no one can change anything for me, it starts with me, and also ends with me. I have to make that change, and you honestly have to be very courageous to believe in yourself to take these chances, risks. But, I guess in life you have to take risks. Maybe once, twice, thrice, or a million times. You will succeed one day. And it's fallen to the conclusion that what's putting me down is the people that don't believe in me, the people that had put me high, and low. Even the teachers. Specifically my gym teacher, she never thought I'd even do 12 minutes of fitness in 6th grade. It was my job to prove EVERYONE wrong. Because I like winning, loosing wasn't an option for me.
After lunch, I finally got to Bio. Yes, i did sit at the back just because i wasn't the type of student that puts their hand up for every, single, question. I find those classmates really annoying to be honest. I like the quiet ones. "Hey." A ginger haired girl kindly applauded. "Hello." i declared. "I'm Cynthia, and you are..?" She asked. "Michelle, nice to meet you.. You have very nice hair, is that the natural colour? I asked because it was bothering me, and i would have regretted it if i didn't ask. "No, it isn't natural. It looks natural right?" She was smiling, showing both of her front buck tooth. "Yeah, what brand?" i asked. "Garnier." She declared. I really liked the colour.. I think i wanted to go ginger. Haha. It looked feminine, beautiful. I suddenly, naturally, smiled when i saw Wayne walk in class. He walked in and the first thing i noticed was his leather jacket, oh how masculine it looked. It made me get butterflies in my stomach. I loved this feeling i had around him, the feeling of comfort, the feeling of me owning this gentlemen, because not only did i have feelings for him, but he had feelings as well.
I noticed that he sat beside this one blonde.. She suddenly turned around and looked towards me. Guess who? Maddie. I noticed that she had a look on her face that gave me the message of what exactly she was saying to me. "Jealous?" she probably thought, and it wasn't a lie.. I kind of felt the feeling of jealousy going on in my guts. It was a girl thing, if something of hers is "taken" even though he wasn't mine yet, anybody would get jealous. Specailly if it were their enemy. Yes, she has became an enemy. If she is messing with me, then maybe i'll mess with her. Revenge it is.
