Hellgate High

Chapter Two

       I walked down the hallway to my first class and avoided human contact as usual. It wasn't very hard considering I didn't know anyone and I have a resting bitch face. After walking for what felt like two miles I made it to my first class, French II.

       Madame Durand was basically the only teacher in the entire school who I could even tolerate. She liked us to call her Cécile because she didn't believe in manners. Even though I hate the smell of weed, her class is my favorite.

       My first five periods went by pretty quickly and it came time for lunch. I "forgot" to pack my lunch again so I got in line to get a school lunch.

        As I made my way through line I began to notice the person behind me ordered everything that I order. When I glanced over at the person I saw that it was the mystery man I ran into this morning. I took everything in me to talk to him.

I said "you're the guy that helped me with my bag this morning, right?"

He hesitated and responded "yes I am, sorry for knocking your bag off"

"It's fine, kept me out of class for an extra two minutes so I should be thanking you"

       We both laughed as we came to the end of the line. I picked up my tray and started walking away.

       He grabbed my arm to stop me from walking away and said,

"I didn't catch your name."

"I didn't throw it. Jack Rose."

"Nice to meet you Jack Rose, I'm Alex Thatcher."

"Well Alex Thatcher, I'll see you around"

       I looked calm on the outside but I was actually freaking the fuck out on the inside. I actually made a friend, and I started the conversation. I sat down with my "friends" and covered my smile in my sweater. When I finally recollected myself I ate lunch and waited for the bell to ring.

       I spent the next two periods thinking about Alex and how sweet he was for a jock. I saw the group he hangs out with when I was walking out. The typical jock and cheerleader group that every high school has. Each and every one of them I've encountered was a complete jerk and bullied kids they believed weren't cool enough to go to "their" school.

       If i even tried to talk to any of them I would probably be murdered. So why was it different with Alex. My thinking was disturbed by the dismissal bell. I walked back down the crooked sidewalk and went back home.