v i c e s; he m m i n g s

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I ran towards my English class and nearly everyone was already there. I have no idea why, the bell had not even sounded yet, maybe the fact we had a new teacher brought some excitement to them. I hope they are as good as Ms Forster, you know, before she had a complete meltdown and tried to eat her cat whole.

As I took a seat I heard comments like

“He is so ugly”

“What even is he?”

“I heard he is mental”

Where do they get these things from? I mean, I guess they aren't wrong. I just never really want to admit it to myself.

A familiar bell clanged loudly and everyone flooded to their normal seats except me. I was sitting in amongst the idiots that somehow managed to pass last year; which I don’t even understand because the last I checked they thought Animal Farm was about actual animals!

There was this one person though, who was actually smart. Her name was Keighley. She was too smart for even this class; straight A's and 1's except the odd B in Maths every so often but no one blames her. Fuck, no one can pass maths with 100% on everything. Nevertheless she was always in my classes and passing. Sometimes I wonder if we are the only ones who listen and take in what the teachers are saying.

Keighley walked through the door wearing her usual glasses and red checkered cardigan. She never took it off but I just guessed it was because it was her comfort blanket or she wanted to hide the obvious eczema that riddled her arms; either way it was to feel a little more comfortable. Taking a seat infront of me, the voices I had heard before came bouncing back with a different agenda.

“Does she ever wash?”

“Her glasses are twice the size of her face”

“How does she live with that figure”

Okay sure, Keighley wasn't stick thin but who was these days? Her hair was ratty and had knots in the back but they were easily fixed.

But I wouldn't want her to fix them. She is great just the way she is.

“Ah-hem...” I heard a slight cough of annoyance beside me and as I looked up, there was Kelly. “Why are you here? Get away from me.” she snarled but I sighed and looked for another seat.

“There isn't any other seat and R-Ryan said to sit here. We swapped.” She laughed at me and looked at Ryan who was trying not to make eye contact but failed miserably.

“Fine. You can sit there but just know as soon as someone drops this god awful class, you are moving.” Kelly hissed at me and slammed her books down on the desk and took a seat next to me. “Oh, and don't talk to me unless I talk to you. Got it?” I nodded quickly wished for this period to be over. Then I heard her speak up again, “oh Keighley, how's your monobrow coming along? Nice and thick for the winter eh?” The whole class room heard it and laughed at her comment. It was sick the way they all felt they owned the school and we are just minor people.

We didn't really help ourselves though. We never fought back or stood up for ourselves but would you if there was a high chance you would get your head kicked in?

While everyone conversed about the latest episode of Eastenders, I took the opportunity to make sure Keighley was okay. I wrote a note on a it of paper and threw it on her desk. She didn't respond at first, only because things were thrown at her constantly.

I saw a smile creep up on her face as she read my words

Don't listen to them, I think you're pretty awesome.

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A/N: So hello, just a brief update. Nothing special but just a lead into the story. I really hope you like this story.

 I should sleep considering i have school tomorrow and its 00:39 but whatever. 

~amandajane