Mom was making breakfast when I woke up, I climbed off of bed and made my way to the shower. School shouldn't be so bad today, it was friday after all. The only thing I hate about this day was P.E yeah, I hated it and I hated it bad. The uniform was given to us so I had to wear it starting today. I wore it and went downstairs to mom.
"So how was school so far?" She asked while putting a pancake on my plate and sipping coffee from her mug.
"Twas fine, like the old one" I shrugged and stabbed my pancake with a fork multiple times.
"Made any friends?" She asked sitting across from where I am.
"Uhm, yeah" I nodded and looked away awkwardly. I wasn't really sure if Calum was my friend. He was making it so hard for me.
"What's the name of-" She started. I knew she was talking about 'the guy who walked me home' so I cut her and ran off to the front door.
"Haha! talk to you later mom, bye!" I laughed awkwardly and shut the door behind me. I knew that she knew there was something going on. But its not of a big deal at all, really. I walked to the elevator and waited for my turn to get in. This is going to be awkward, I was alone and I had this weird imagination of things that would happen in the elevator, i don't really know. The doors open and there stood a guy and a girl, of course. They looked like they were 2 years older than me and from the looks of their faces, the guy's unbuttoned shirt and the girls smudged lipstick, I knew something happened in there. And it was fucking gross. I thought that kind of shit only happens in movies. Well, duh! Its gross to see two people practically making out in the elevator where you ride on and you get to see it when the doors open, ok ew.
I ignored the two and got inside the elevator, it made a 'ding!' sound and I was finally out of there. I walked my way to school and the moment I got in, I quickly ran over to my locker getting all the things I need. I was expecting that Calum would be there standing but no. Pfft. My locker closed shut and my eyes widened, thinking that there was a ghost who could possibly kill the shit out of me. The hallways weren't full and it wasn't noisy, I was sure students were already in there class. So it got kind of creepy.
"New girl, huh?" Shit. Not that I don't like the guy. And no, he didn't look like a maniac. He looked cool and looked like the type of guy every girl in school would want. He had dirty blonde hair, kind of like Ashton's you know? Ashton Irwin, the drummer from Cal's band? Yup. That Ashton. He had pale blue eyes that I could tell were the type that could change from blue to green and back. He was wearing a smirk on his lips so I had a bad feeling about this.
"Uh, yeah. sup?" I tried to act cool, so maybe if he thought that I wasn't scared of things that "MIGHT" happen he'll just leave me alone and go away.
"I'm Steven, you must be Alesia McVey? Am I right?" His smirk faded and a huge smile was plastered across his lips.
"Yeah." I nodded and fixed the way I carried my heavy textbooks that can probably break the bones of my arms.
"Let me, we go to the same class anyway so. I can help you out" I handed him over the books and let out a sigh of relief. I wasn't the type of girl who was like 'no i can do it' when they really can't. If there's an offer then take it, its rude to reject on things you know?
"Thank you so much" I sighed again and put my hands on my waist. We came by out floor and got in our first class. Steven told me that I could sit beside him for this class, mind you? Girls were sending death glares at me. After a moment of talking about nonsense and laughing aloud to our silly conversations. I hear whispers and laughs behind me. I turned around to take a glance to what they were silently laughing about. A guy at the back was struggling to remove a paper stuck behind his back, and that guy was... damn
Oh dear Calum Hood, why have you never told me that this was the way they treated you? Time to kick some ass and help this idiot. I looked back to Steven and shocked to see him practically laughing his ass out to what was happening.
"Excuse me" I fake smiled at him and stood up, his laugh faded when he saw me walking towards Calum. I took hold of his shoulder to make him stand still, it was hard to do that for a girl like me. Hell, have you seen Cal's height? I grabbed the paper stuck on his back and read it aloud.
"Kick me?" I raised my eyebrows at him and he shrugged. His eyebrows formed into a frown and sat back to his place. "What the hell is this? Middle school? Are you 12 year old kids who think this is so bad ass?" I raised my eyebrows at the group of guys who played on Calum. I crumpled the paper and threw it carelessly at them, "Excuse me" I fake smiled at Steven, who I knew was part of this and got my textbooks only to sit beside Calum.
"Why are you here?" he groaned and slouched back on his chair. This guy was so hard to understand, honestly. He's like a math problem that I couldn't get, hell even worse than that.
"Hey, be polite. I just helped you on that stupid childish fucking prank or whatever you call that-"
"I wasn't asking for help" He rolled his eyes and turned around to face the other side, so we wouldn't look at me. "Go away"
"What is wrong with you Calum?" I asked with annoyance present in my voice. "I was just trying to-"
"I don't need your help ok? I wasn't asking for help. Hell! I can do this by myself. You can just go away and make friends with Steven and those guys, I don't really care. Look Alesia, I can handle this. I can take care of myself. I lived like this even before you came around so I can handle this now. Get that? So just.. Stay away" he snapped.
He stood up and walked out of the room, slamming the door shut behind him while he stormed off. I don't know what the hell was wrong with him. All I wanted was to have a friend like Calum, I knew he was a great guy. He was fun to be with and I knew he'd come around. But the thing is, he's making it too hard. And i think it'd be cool to know whatever happened from his past. I wasn't going to run after him, that'd make him piss off and kill me and classes were about to begin so I wasn't suppose to leave.
But to be honest, his words hurt a lot.
