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~don't take no for an answer

"Finally PE, the one class I don't entirely hate" I approached the gym, excitement taking over as Riley trails behind me.
I heard him sigh,"ugh, fuck it..." he cussed, "this will never be fun unless some girls join the game" Riley complained. He slipped in front of me, opening the heavy gym door with ease.
I felt the cool air blow against my face, my black hair flowing upon it "oh well. let's just go change before the game starts." I ran to the changing rooms, and came out within minutes.
"ok! The captains today are Riley, and Zander!" yelled the gym teacher.
"cool." Riley said.
"sweet." I added.
"ok boys pic your teams!"
Riley smiled, looking out at all our team options. A smirk formed on his face, "we should each pic a girl, and see if they'll say yea" he suggested.
"I'm game, let's do it." we each picked our team, "I call Jacob, mark, Luke, James, and...... Mato" I said. Rihanna looked at me in surprise "what too chicken?" I asked.
"no, but ok I'll play. I have no problem with it" she replied- the girl Riley picked said yes too. Once the game ended Rihanna sat down on the bleachers, and caught her breath after taking a drink. She'd been the first girl I've seen who actually knew what she was doing on the court, she made like a shot or two in the game.
"I win, like always" I boasted, shifting my eyes toward Riley.
"dude don't rub it in" he sighed, and looked at Rihanna. His attitude changed as he caught her eye, "hey," he yelled "good game Mato!"
"thanks!" she replied.
He leaned over to me, smiling slyly as she eyed her, "she kinda looks cute in those shorts, and between you and me" his voice lowered, "she's kinda sweaty, doesn't that remind you of anything sexy?"
I didn't really notice her outfit- had no interest in it, but now that I think about it she does look rather appealing, "dude calm down- don't go gettin a boner"
"C'mon man, that outfit is pretty cute on her."
I trailed over her body as she stood up. Sure she's sexier than I'd like to admit, but I'm not saying that aloud, "I kinda guess her sneakers are cool" I muttered-
The coach interrupted, "ok people hit the showers" he yelled.
Me and Riley continued our conversation while we walked, "those are Jordan's, they're fuckin cool- and I make no promises bout that boner" Riley waltzed into the locker rooms before me.
"the girls showers are this way Rin, c'mon" I heard Rihanna's friends say to her.
"ok, ok just-" Rihanna replied, I couldn't hear anymore cuz I closed the door.

Low key wishing I was a girl so I could go in there with them... Oh well.

I got out of the shower and put on my clothes "dude, what's up? u seem hella bored" Riley commented
"I'm not. I'm just alittle on edge cuz that bitch rejected me, but she'll come around. They always do- plus I refuse to take no for a goddamn answer" I replied.

For the past week or two I've been persistent. I did not, nor will I ever take no for an answer- I always get my way, but this sorry bitch just won't budge.
I walk up to her for like the 1000th time. She spots me, and starts to scurry away like a scared rat. The annoyed feeling in the pit of my chest rises, and I instinctively yanked her arm before she got away "stop trying to pull fucking pranks on me! I'm not one to actually fall for them anyway!" she yelled frantically.
"how manny times do I have to say it!? I don't want to pull a fucking prank on u!! ur not even worth the time and effort I put into pranks!!" I replied.
"Yea u probably think I'm real stupid to fall for that huh?!?"
"ugh! u know what?! no! I don't think ur stupid! cuz a bird is what u call 'stupid', but u? You're dumber than a fucking bird!!! why the hell are u so fucking hard headed?!? a damn rock is softer!!"
She seemed hurt at my comment, but hell I didn't give a fuck. "ur such an asshole!" she yelled as she released herself from my grip "if I'm not worth the time or effort, then why the hell are u trying so fucking hard!?!? I don't understand!!!" she left, tears swelling up in her eyes.
I've made boatloads of girls cry before, why did I feel guilty all of a sudden? "shit!! not again!! that's the 5th time today!!!" I banged my head against her locker, and rested it there for a few minutes. The bell interrupted my thoughts again, but I didn't move an inch. All I could think of is how this one damned girl kept blowing me off like it was a 6th sense to her, "shit... Damn this" I kept repeating till both my rage and my guilt were abolished. I walked to the music room, where the rest of my miserable, sad excuse for a class was.
"nice of u to finally join us Mr. Iricomo" the teacher said (ignore my crazy name)
"yea, yea, yea, shut the hell up u old fart"
"whatever, just take a seat next to Ms. Mato"
I walked up to the seat and sat down "man I hate Mr. Marsen" I sighed as I sat down.
"ok students, first things first, it's 'sing along moments' today" Mr. Marsen said cheerily. Sing along moments is a singing exercise mr. Marsen invented to get in our heads- someone starts a song, till mr.Marsen tells them to stop, and then someone else continues it.
"ok now Amber u start"
"sure Mr. Marshin!" amber joked... She sung first as always. Then Zayden took the lead
"Ok now u miss Mato" it took a while for her to start, but when she did she sang so beautifully... I watched in amazement at her voice "wonderful now u Zander" mr.Marsen snapped me out of my daze, but...
"um.. No. I don't sing" I hesitated
"just try" he debated
"no thanks" I insisted
"if u try I won't make u do today's home work" mr. Marsen said
"like hell I'm falling for that again." I turned my head to the window and ignored the rest of class. A bird leapt onto a branch just outside the window next to me. I remembered my mother and was taken in some kind of trance as the sweet serenade of my mothers voice entered my mind. it was so nice to remember, but I hadn't heard it in a while (like 11 years), so the song was pretty unfamiliar in some aspects- and my mother was sort of like a stranger at this point.

"Blue little bird... How could you fly so high..." That was all I remembered, but it was so nice to reminisce after so many loathsome years.
I felt my eyes fill with tears, but I wiped them away before they slipped out, "Zander?" Rihanna asked as she saw me wipe away small tears "are u crying?" she added.
"what?!? no!!! I don't cry!!" I violently rubbed my eyes, and looked back out the window. The bird had flown away "pretty little blue bird..." I whispered "man... I miss u mom... I wish u could have stayed"
"well mr. Iricomo? are u going to continue the song?" mr. Marsen asked once again
"sure... Just shut up about it for the rest of this year." I turned to look at him "I'm a plant without a flower
a shape without a form
I'm a map without coordinates
nothing less, nothing more

One of a kind
U'll never find...."
My teacher stared in amazement, "that was outstanding" he said as he continued to stare.
I shrugged off the compliment, "thanks but I'm not much of a singer" I said as I put my hand against my cheek (kick stand), and looked out the window. The blue jay was back, I half smiled at it.
"why don't u try singing more, or raping, whatever suits u best" my teacher asked.
I replied carelessly, "no way. Screw off Marsen." I stared at the blue jay and thought for a moment.

"Lost mom at 7.
Lost dad at 14.
Lost my little bro when I turned 15. What the hell is wrong with fate? Gods' really got it out for me. Maybe if I stopped messing with girls fate would have mercy on me." I laughed at the very thought but I guess looking at the blue jay comforts me somehow.

I watched the blue jay as I sang to myself about the shitty life I've been living, maybe I should've watched my volume a little better though.... Lol.

I turned my head to face the class, which was staring at me "oh my god!!! is that really how your life was?!?" The girl behind me yelled
"shut up!" I yelled back. Pitiful eyes met my gaze, "what's with u people? just get back to whatever the hell u were all doing" I stared at the blue jay, my voice had sunken and now sounded depressed "pretty little blue bird, what the hell is the matter with me?" I muttered to the bird, I didn't expect for an answer, so I just made believe that it spoke back. "I'm such a freak." I laid back in my chair.
"what?! No ur a sweet heart Zander!!!" A girl yelled. I raised an eyebrow, Why the hell is my voice so loud today?!
"yea you're super hot! And sexy!! Don't u think so Rin?!" yelled another.
My heart stopped and I jolted up in my seat. I looked at Rihanna and waited anxiously for her reply "no, there's no reason to lie. I honestly think he is a freak, and I will not stoop to your levels and kiss up to him" she crossed her arms seeming very distant and aloof- but it was cute.
A sincere chuckle escaped my lips, "I admire your honesty" I said as I smiled and glanced at the blue bird, "bye bye little blue pest..." I muttered. The bell rang and I sighed in relief, it was finally time to go home. I walked to my locker and sat on the floor in front of it. I laid my head back, "what a long day, thank God it's Friday"

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