Scar

Chapter 2

Chapter 2:

I entered the school building and took a deep breath. Ahh. The sweet smell of hormones and desperation.

First day. I can't decide if I should bless or curse the person who invented this day. On the one side, you get to see everyone panic about the tiniest stupid details like what to wear and shit. It's quite amusing for someone like me who doesn't give a damn. On the other side, you might need to get your ears checked from all the squealing. I mean seriously. You guys probably hung out all the time during summer. Why are you making such a fuss? Do you want me to smack the back of your head?

"Watch where you're going!" I shouted.

I haven't set 20 steps in to this god forsaken school and already some asshole bumps in to me. Is he fucking blind or does he need me to tear his eyes out?

"You're pretty ballsy for a new kid" I heard someone say.

Oh right. Did I mention I was the new kid? No? It probably slipped my mind from all the excitement and whatnot .

So by now you're probably like what the hell. You're the new kid. You're supposed to lay low and hope you don't get killed in this jungle of a high school. Do you have a death sentence? Well to answer you, I will tell you this. A death sentence will be far better than this hellhole. What the fuck is that sound? Oh crap. I forgot someone was talking me. Okay. Just play it cool.

"So anyway, What's your name?" She who hasn't been named yet asked.

I told her it was Scarlet. I was a little relieved that she hadn't noticed that I wasn't paying attention to her earlier.

"Scarlett like Scarlett Johansson?" She who still hasn't been named yet asked.

"Noo," I said "scarlet like sinful or immoral. Just like me and my thoughts"

She didn't seem at all fazed by what I said. I like her already.

"I'm Summer by the way"

I turn to her with what I'm hoping to look like genuine shock
"Oh my gosh. Summer like the season?"

"No, not summer like the season" she rolled her eyes at me "summer like- oh who am I kidding? What other kind of summer is there?"

I tapped away at my phone and read aloud "the period of finest development, perfection, or beauty previous to any decline. Another would be a whole year as represented by-"

Summer grabbed my phone. "Oh give me that before someone hears you. We don't want people to think you're some kind of child prodigy, now, would we?"

I feigned hurt "How dare you think I am not good enough to be a child prodigy. I'll have you know that I-"

RIIIIINNNNG

I covered my ears "What in Jesus' name is that god awful sound?"

Summer puts her arm around me "That my dear friend is the sweet sound of 'Get your asses to class in 5 minutes or you'll be late'"

Oh boy.