Unspoken

Chapter 6

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Indi's POV

Man I hate English. So bad. But to be honest the main reason I hate it is because I don't have any friends in it. It's been this way for about 1 month now, me sitting alone. Everyone's laughing and shouting and I can feel their eyes on me. I've grown used to their stares and deliberately loud jokes about me now.

Everyone falls silent for a moment. I look up from the table, where I'd been picking at my fingernails, and see Naomi frozen at the door. She looks terrified and shocked but is just who I wanted to see. Trying not to make my inner excitement and happiness obvious, I give her a small smile and resume picking the skin at my fingernails.

This is perfect. Now I have someone to talk to. Yes!

Oh. She's just sat down next to Nathan. This is awkward. I don't think she's seen me yet, so I sit up properly. Tatum tries to intimidate Naomi but that's when our eyes meet.

Naomi walks rather briskly over to me and sits down. That's when my smile emerges. I practically hug her to death. Tatum and Perrie are watching me but I ignore them. I've hated them ever since they went behind my back. Two faced bitches. But Naomi can't know my hate for them, I have to conceal it. If she does, she'll ask why I hate them. I can't have her knowing what happened the other month, although no doubt she'll find out anyway.

"Hey! I've just seen our teacher go down the hall-"

"To get paper. He's called Mr Hodges." I interrupt her, kindly. I need to stop doing that. Ever since I was quite young, I've had a habit of finishing peoples sentences. It pisses a lot of people off but I can't help it. I get bored of waiting for them to finish when I know exactly what they're going to say.

The door swings open as Mr Hodges comes back in, paper in hand. He's handing it out and telling everyone about the assessment they have to do by the end of the lesson. Great. First lesson I have a friend in and we can't even talk.

"I just want a short essay on self respect and dignity. No more than 3 pages. You can use personal experience in your answers." What the hell? What kind of topic is that? We are on the subject of personal reflection and inner emotions but that was an uncalled for title.

I know exactly what's going to happen next, just like I always do.

Everyone looks at me. I think I'm going to burst into tears. The laughter erupts as the class mocks me. "Indi knows all about that sir." Tatum jeers again, her chewing gum almost falling out of her mouth.

Wish she'd close it for once.

Naomi is so confused, she has no idea. I don't quite know what to say to her. Next thing I know I'm running out of the room with my hands in my face, with Naomi tagging behind.

Naomi's POV

Indi smiles broadly as I sit down. After cutting me off as I try to tell her about my conversation with Tony, she is now focusing once again on the skin by her fingernails.

Something's wrong, she doesn't seem...happy. But then again I don't know what happy is for her. This could be her absolutely ecstatic mood for all I know. Because I don't know. I don't know her at all. All I do know, is the people that do know her, hate her. Wow that's confusing.

Mr Hodges has come back in now. He seems really friendly, despite my surging hate for him only moments ago. I need to ask Indi what's wrong. Just as I open my mouth to speak, Mr Hodges announces, "I just want a short essay on self respect and dignity. No more than 3 pages. You can use personal experience in your answers."

Sounds simple enough. I scramble around in my bag for a pen and when I look up the class is looking over to Indi and I. Everyone's laughing. Whats going on?

"Indi knows all about that sir." One girl sneers. It's the girl with the chewing gum. She's had that for almost three hours, who is she, Violet Beauregarde?

Thea scowls at her, but sadness replaces the hatred in her eyes as we lock eyesight again.

Indi is on the verge of tears, I can see them forming in the rim of her eyes. I am literally so confused right now. Suddenly Indi gets up and heads to the door. I look to Mr Hodges, who looks just as bewildered as I am, before running after Indi. She's my friend, I think. I need to be there for her.

If I was upset, I'd want someone to be there to listen to me. That's a little hypocritical though, considering I had all the support possible offered to me for 8weeks and I pushed it all away. But I can't let Indi push me away. I need to take my mums advice and make friends, but then again getting involved in the schools ongoing dramas and upsets isn't really making friends...oh well.

I've decided, Indi is my friend. And she will be, no matter what the reason everyone hates her is.