The Wallflower

Cheap items attract customers.

With a fast pace, I walked to my first class, which was, English Literature, and came in the door.

"Good Morning Mrs. Jones" I greeted to the teacher but she responded with a groan.

This was good because most of the days she would just ignore me. But, My teacher, Mrs. Jones, was a well refined lady.

Not.

She was quite different from the other teachers. She was an aged woman with Jet black hair, whose roots were turning grey due to age, in a perfect French twist at the back of her head. She wears a blazer and a white blouse inside paired with a pencil skirt. It was obvious, she was stressed. Who wouldn't be at her age, some but, she had 5 children.

I sat at my regular seat beside the window. I looked around at my typical surroundings, a group of jocks winking at a group of girls who were ogling at their presence, the regular people, the nerdy people who sit in front, and well, me.

I looked back at the droplets of rain trickling down the large window located to my right.

I thought of everything from why my bag was small to why they girl in front of me wasn't getting caught and may I add, was not getting fat from eating in class everyday.

The swing of the door interrupted my thoughts and large black figure stormed in the room. It was Xian. I swear every girl whom he passed by turned red including Mrs. Jones.

Ew.

He took the seat behind me.

This is gonna be a long English Lecture.

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Ok so, I'm not the type of person who would hate a lot of people nor get angry with anyone in particular.

But right now... oh I can feel it.

There's definitely something swirling inside of me as Xian kicks my chair for the 34th time, knowing it was me, who he bumped into in the hallway. I couldn't help but turn around a little to slightly glare at the handsome ball of darkness whose life goal was to annoy me

"Will you stop kicking my table, it's getting annoying. As much as possible, please kick your own. Thanks" I turned back as I felt the victory of making Xian stop.

"My foot can't stop" he leaned forward to tell me. I felt his mint flavored breath fanning my ear and started to kick it again

"What"

"You're very attractive"

"Huh"

"My foot is getting attracted to you"

"Well, congratulations then" stupid April, you suck. Think of a better comeback next time.

I decided to ignore him for a while. But while planning of ways to kill him with a fork, he decided to kick me again.

"Aren't you going to say that I'm hotter"

"If I say you're hotter will you start kicking you own chair this time?"

"Say I'm attractive"

"No"

"Say it"

"No"

"Come on"

"Why"

"Jesu-"

"Fine. You're very attractive that my fist wants to be in contact with your face."

"Feisty, I like..." he said and then I lost it. He wouldn't stop annoying me for the rest of the period until the bell rang.

Once Mrs Jones dismissed us, I practically sprinted out the classroom. Knowing I had to spend the rest of the day in another classroom with that son of a bagel.

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It was now recess. As I walking through the silent hallways, I felt a manicured hand on my shoulder.

Oh my god I'm getting kidnapped by a make up guru's ghost who decided to paint her nails.

I turned around to face the queen beeaiiteesiieych, Taylor

"Stay away from my man you whore, Xian's mine and you'll regret it" she sneered while looking down at me.

Talk about straightforward.

"Okay first of all, I don't like him, I despise him, second, you can have him, third, go away" I said trying my best to sound bored than getting her mad from my angry tone.

"How about you go away"

"No, how about I walk in peace and you go back to sucking a guys face"

"Ok then. Now get out of my way."

"You think everyone likes you. But remember, cheap items attract customers." I muttered as I walked away, hoping she left already.

"Fuck off, bitch"

Turns out she was still standing there

"Are you ok? It really must be hard to use your whole vocabulary in one sentence"

I ignored her as she angrily walked away, flipping her hair then making her heels click on the ground.

I roll my eyes and walk away as fast as I can so I don't catch her disease.

I can't wait for the day to end.