Strangers (Halsey/LJauregui)

Windows

The drilling of the morning second bell came to a close, students carelessly pushed and shoved to get to their classes before the principle began lurking the halls for strays.

The beige walls always seemed to make me feel rather sick, and the gum on the lifting lino floors would stick to my converse continuously. I used to chuck out my old pair in exchange for new ones every month or so due to the build up of chewy saliva belonged to even grosser humans but it was expensive and not worthy of the argument with my grandma.

MR.WARNER BLOCK C ROOM4

The rusted 'gold plate' stood out on the white washed door, it always caught my eyes walking into the classroom, always wondering who Mr.Warner was and why the school never took down his plaque in exchange for my Biology teachers name which was Mr.Patterson.

"Hey"

In the front row of desks sat a girl called Elenor Fisher, she was sweet and had a pure aura about her. She always said hi and in exchange I always ignored her because not all of us are blessed with fucks to give. I like to keep my fucks, close and in my bed..

"Was about to think you bailed, you're lucky, I was gonna kick your ass" I smiled, one good thing about this shithole, the beautiful red head I got to call mine... every now and then.

My relationship with Bella was on and off... with a ratio of 40:60, 60 being off and 40 being endless fucking and intense highs of lust and romance, only to soon falter and result in pointless arguments and dis interest, and so the cycle would continue.

"Hey Bells" I threw my backpack on the desk and leaned over quickly placing a kiss on her cheek.

"I was thinking maybe.." her fingers began to lace my thigh under the desk "after lunch we could go down to the janitors office an-"

Her voice tuned out and so did I.. I could lightly feel her fingers dance across my skin as my eyes remained focused on the front of the room, something was different. I scanned the shitty lab...equipment,books, Mr.Pattersons half dead sunflower, it was all in place. We still had the same rows of un organised chaos you could refer to as desks or the people who occupied the-

"Ash?" Zonk!,back to reality.

"U-uh yeah" I let my gaze rejoin hers "janitors office, im down" I laughed lightly hoping that the conversation could just end. Yes was she hot and surprisingly smart but Bella talked a lot. Don't get me wrong I love a girl that can talk but never has she anything interesting to say.

Thankfully I was saved by Mr.Patterson, who entered the room with a loud voice. He instructed all to prepare taking out our textbooks and pens and pads, while we did that he remained crouched beside a student at the second row, to the left directly beside the window. My favourite window. I never really assumed it was strange to have a favourite window but Bella did find it odd. I just liked the light and how it broke through the trees every so often leaving little rainbows in hidden places around the room.

We were tidying up for the bell and I couldn't wrap my head around it "what is wrong with you?" Bella frowned "you've been so distracted"

"Hmm?" I hummed looking at her.

"Nothing" she rolled her eyes and closed her textbook. I frowned... I have literally done nothing wrong.. this is where the cycle kicks in. One of us are either feeling shitty or are distracted and the other one takes offense but personally I think Bella takes it a little too harsh sometimes, like its always personal with her.

"Whatever" I husked standing up. I swung my bag onto my back and picked up my camera. I was currently in a battle to keep the extra curricular photography class open but I wasnt getting far, in the last three months it went from a *drum roll* whopping 5 members to one, being me.