The next day at hell everyone kept looking and me and whispering things. I honestly have no idea why. I know I didn't stain my pants, I went to the bathroom a couple times to make sure of it.
I kept walking on minding my own business. I mean they can talk about me all they want, I don't care. Just bothers me that they keep giving me a wary look. I didn't kill that kid with a frying pan so why-gah this is so frustrating! I keep letting it get to me. I need to stop that.
So I did the only thing I could do, listen in on a conversation.
I was hiding behind a vending machine while a group of girls were talking about me.
"I can't believe she sat with Zero. I think she just signed her own death warrant." Said clone number 1.
Who's Zero?
"He didn't do anything to her though, remember when Cindy tried to sit with him and she ending up with milk all over her?" Said clone number 2.
What are they talking about? Zero....iron man! That must be his name. Zero Steel. Hmm, has a nice ring to it.
"Maybe he'll kill her." said creepy girl.
"Don't be ridiculous Ashely." said clone 2. "You watch way too many horror movies."
"Whatever," who I assume is Ashley said, "it could happen, no one is allowed to sit with Zero, no one. He wouldn't allow it."
They walked away and I got out of my hiding spot. It was so cramped in there and I swear I saw a spider. It was all fat and it looked like it was pregnant. I could've sworn it gave me the evil eye, like it wanted to bite me and inject me with spider eggs.
But seriously what was the big deal with me sitting with iron ma-Zero? I guess I'll have to ask him myself.
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I groaned getting out of math class. I was actually really good at math, but that doesn't mean I like it.
I walked silently to the cafeteria and found iro-Zero, I really need to get his name right, sitting at the table. He looked like he was bored out of his mind and was staring into space.
I can't lie and say he wasn't good looking, he looked so good I could eat him u-stupid bloody hormones.
I sat down in front of him and pulled out a ham sandwich. I handed him half of it and went on asking, "Why is everyone so surprised and shock that I'm sitting with you? I mean you seem nice and all, so I don't get the big deal. Unless you're one of those silent killers and everyone knows but they're too afraid to point you out. Oh gracious maybe you are! I'm sitting with a killer! No maybe your a ghost that came back to-" he shut me up by shoving my sandwich into my mouth. This little son of a female dog! I wasn't done. Wait, I'm still sitting with a killer. Maybe if I slowly back away-
"Stop looking at me as if I'm gonna kill you with my bare hands. No I'm not a killer or a ghost or any of those bizzare creatures that your little head comes up with. I have a reputation so people choose not to sit with me. I don't care. Thanks for the half, I gotta go, see you later Nutella."
I was stunned, he talked to me. He actually talked to me with full sentences! Ok keep your cool Alena.
He chuckled when he saw that I wasn't going talk anytime soon.
"Maybe I will kill you though, princess."
And that Ladies and germs is the story of how I Alena Beth, fainted.
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Подростковая литератураZe·ro Definition: No quantity or number; naught; the figure 0. Al•ena Definition: Light "He was like a demon, she was his only redemption." (Warning: currently rewriting. Almost done. Well not really.)