Perfectly Crafted For You

2.

"Have you guys heard all the rumors going around about the new kid?" Skyla blurts out as soon as she sees Em and I.

"Duh? Who hasn't?" Emerson says while rolling her eyes. "Now lets go to our lunch spot so I can eat!"

We both nod and follow Em to our spot in the lunch room, we sit in the back by a window, away from all the drama that normally happens in the lunch room. See we get an hour and 30 minutes for lunch, but that is also when clubs meet, and a lot of kids use it as a study hall period. We picked our booth freshman year, and yes a booth. There are like 20 booths in the back of the lunch room. We just use the time for talking, eating, and maybe finishing last minute homework.

Once we finally made it to our table and sat down Emerson started the topic again.

"But like really what rumors do you guys believe? Like if he really did kill someone, they wouldn't let him go to school here right?"

"Em, don't be dumb, they are just rumor. That is it." Skyla snorts. I nod with her.

"But have y'all seen him?" Emerson questions us like we were under arrest.

"Nope"

"Nah"

"Well... ugh guys neither have I. What if he is covered in tattoos or has blue hair or something crazy?" Emerson whines on.

"Well, then he would have tattoos and blue hair. I don't see the big deal." I shrug as I shove my peanut butter and jelly sandwich in my mouth.

"He is like the talk of the school, there must be a good reason for that." Skyla chimes in.

"Well, whatever, but anyway I have something actually real and interesting" I say to change the topic, and because I want to talk about the extremely hot and interesting guy I saw in the hallway.

"Go on" They both say.

"Well, after I got my lunch and was walking to meet y'all I saw the most attractive boy I have ever seen. He was walking away from the lunch room and had this women following behind him. But oh man there was something different about him. I don't know, but I know I want to talk to him and get to know him." I explain.

"Oh wow, this is it, our little Amzes has a crush!" Em gushes.

"No, it's not a crush just... well.... I don't know maybe I do." I say. But well do I, Amzie Jenson, have a crush? Like a real one? Wow this is new. But I don't want to date. I don't. Well, maybe this guy... he seems different. Maybe he could be my person. Wow now I just sound crazy. I'm dumb and need to stop.

"Aww Amzes!!" Skyla beamed. "I am so happy for you! Now you need to talk to him, like for real."

I just nob and drift into my own little world inside my head.

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RING RING

Wow lunch is over.

Ugh lunch is over. Where did the time go? I spent it thinking about some boy, see this is why boys are dumb and I don't have time for them.

"Amzie? Are you coming?" Em questions.

"Oh yeah, sorry I sort of spaced"

We walk out the lunch room together and head our separate ways. I am a teachers aid this period, for Ms. Hamlock. So basically I will grade papers, enter them in the grade book online and do homework. But since today is the first day, I'll basically do nothing.

Ms. Hamlock is pretty chill, this is her second year teaching. She teaches History so its pretty easy to grade.

"Good afternoon Amzie!" Ms. Hamlock greets me with a smile.

"Good afternoon! Is there anything I will be doing today or...?" I say.

"Just once I take attendance you can run it down to the office and then you are free to do whatever, besides leave school of course. Oh and you will need to pick up your aid ID from the office as well, so you will have access to the copy room." Ms. Hamlock explains.

"Okay great!" I say as I sit down at the desk that is next to her's, and is facing towards the class. Once the class starts and she take attendance, I head to the office.

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As I open the door to the office I notice no-one is in there. Weird. I put the attendance sheet in the bin and take a seat while I wait for someone to give me my ID.

There seems to be quite a few people in the principle's office. Its got those weird glass doors where you can see movement but thats about it.

Someone cracks the door as they seem to be about to walk out. I stand up near the counter hoping they will see me and offer help. But they just stand there, hand on the door knob.

"Look, we all understand that you don't want help, but its nothing to be ashamed of"

"This is good school, no one will say anything about it"

Hahaha that a joke, this school isn't bully free by any means. But I wonder what they are talking about.

"There is no way around this"

"What if all the lectures are recorded and then I can learn after school?" A young women said.

"That is an extreme amount of extra work for you"

"Can I Skype her and have my phone on my desk so others won't know? They will just think I am not paying attention" The same young women said.

Man what is this girl's situation?

"Mr. Clark, that really isn't needed but we can do that if you would like. But only as a trial at first"

Mr? I heard a young women... maybe I misheard.

"Oh dear, can I help you?" A teacher walked into the office behind me.

"Um yeah, I need to pick my teacher aid ID."

"Oh yes of course, name?" She says as the grabs bin from under the counter with other ID.

"Amzie Jenson" I say with a smile.

She hands me the ID and smiles back.

I turn to head out but not before looking back to see if I could see in the office. What can I say, I'm curious?

But nothing, the door was closed all the way this time.

I guess I'll never know. Whatever.

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A/N

Sorry this chapter is short, but I've been busy working! But I will update soon, comment, vote and thanks! More to come soon!