It's just another day at Oak Hill high school, I think as I walk up to the school. The moment I enter the building I hear whispers about me. Again.
"Look it's the mystery girl!"
"Why is she so quiet and weird?"
"I bet she hasn't been kissed before!"
"She is the exact definition of antisocial."
"Why do the hot ones have to have a problem?"
"Maybe she's mute?"
"No, she can't be mute! She talks to the teachers so maybe she's just shy?"
"I think she's just insecure."
And so on with the comments and whispers.I ignore every single one and head to my locker. Being at this school for junior year is just torture for me. Everyone at this school wants to know all the gossip and info about me or the popular kids. I have many reasons on why I don't talk to people about my past or anything about me. Loads of people have tried to befriend me but I deny every single one.
I know they don't really want to be my friend.They just want to be friends so they can have gossip and secrets to share with everyone. It's that or it's because they want some attention and become popular. People never really change no matter how many times they say it. They all want power over something or someone. Well they can try as much as they like but they are not going to control me.
I never really wanted any friends or be popular in any way. People are the same in my opinion: insecure, selfish, and cruel. They are scared and threaten at what they can't control. That's what's happening in my school. The people who think they are higher then others try to control the lower ones. Well I am not higher, lower, or even in between, I'm just there.
Which makes people make threats like I said before since no one is like me at Oak Hill High. The higher people try to control me by spreading rumors and drama. I learn to ignore, go on, focus, and repeat. I'm secretive for a reason. If people try and butt in, they are going to have no success breaking me. The people who even try that they are gonna get their ass kick because I'm not afraid to speak and take action.
Which also led me to get detention a few times. But it was so worth it. Besides I don't care about being perfect. I just care about passing high school with good grades. None of that friend bullshit thing or rank shit. It's pointless to become popular because in the end you are going to have to start over again and again.
Besides high school is only four years and I already finished two year of this school without any problems. Well a few but not terrible. As I am getting my books one of the jocks, Brian, comes up to me.
"Hey cutie," Brian says, leaning next to my locker.
Another thing about these kids here is that they are relentless. Very annoying, but they can be fun to mess around with but I wasn't feeling like chatting with mister dummy.
"Leave me alone," I demand, slamming my locker closed. I turn on my heel and start walking towards the library.
Brian follows me and says, "Come on Brooke, a girl like you should date a guy like me."
"Why on earth would I want to date or even hang out with you, I want to vomit right now at the sight of you," I snap as I was looking at the shelves of books in the library with Brandon behind me. I wish he would be gone right now or dead.
"You don't always have to do the play hard to get act. You know you can't resist me. Just let loose right now with me," Brian is the star football player, the typical guy who wants a pretty girl. He is good looking with his strong build, peach skin, blue eyes, sharp jawline, and short wavy blond hair. He has the looks and the strength, but he doesn't have any brains especially right now since he is still bugging me. Having good looks is not the number one priority for me. Guys could never understand me and same with the girls.
People are whispering very loudly all around us."OMG, OMG, Brooke and Brian are together!"
"Why couldn't that be me!"
"Let me see!"
"Ahhh!!! Finally!"
"The world has end!"
"Why would he choose her?"
"Brooke is actually talking to a guy!!"I want so badly to zip their mouths shut for once. He is getting closer to me and I can feel his hot breath on my neck.
"I'm not doing an act, I'm just being myself unlike you," I said and turned around to face him, "I think you're just doing an act trying to be cool and all that, when really, the true you is an insecure, selfish idiot who's afraid of being picked on."
I push past him and was about to leave until Brian yells my name.
"Hey, I was just trying to be nice! Something you don't even know how to do!" He starts, "you think I'm selfish?! When all your actions are selfish! Hiding everything and being a bitch."
"Please, you weren't being nice at all!" I shoot back, "You were just going to use me! All you care about is yourself! Flirting with all those girls and breaking their hearts when they are no use to you. That's selfish and disgusting!"
"At least I talk and show some emotion!" Brian yells, his face red with anger, "You hide away from everything. Who are you, calling me scared? When you can't even face your own problems!"That's it! Who does he think he is saying I don't face my fucking problems!!
"Brian it's a thing called privacy, look it up! Wait you can't look it up because you probably don't even know how to read." I spit back, furious at him. "Also I respect other people's privacy. That's something you and your friends don't know how to do."I am about to open the door and leave when I think of something else.
"Oh and asshole? You don't know anything about me so don't try and judge something you know nothing about. I face my problems- you're just a wimp, too afraid to do anything." And with that I storm off. And of course the whispers follow.I finally get to my first class and sit in the back. I'm not in the mood to talk to anyone else. Unfortunately the wish that everyone would leave me alone never works. Someone is bound to try to talk to me and they judge me. I try to remember that their opinion doesn't matter and that they know nothing about me or what I go through. It's easier that way. The less they know the better off I'll be.
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The Things You Cease To Tell Me
RomanceBrooke Wells is known as the mystery girl at her high school. The reason she is called that is because she doesn't let anyone know anything about her. Rumors have come and gone about her. Everyone tries to solve her out but fails. Until one day a ne...