Silent Abduction.

Chapter Three: School is the definition of Hell.

Chapter Three: School is the definition of Hell.

I hate, hate, hate school.

It was too noisy, too crowded, and heck, even having posters about ridiculous things (for example, one time, there was a poster that a student used his girlfriends pants as a flag) covering up all of the walls. And some of them been on since I started school!

And that was when I was in year 7!

"I swear, I just want to rip someone's head off, today," I muttered, brushing past a couple of jocks as the man-hugged each other. "First our dad's take our phones off of us, now everyone is all sticky and sweaty." I growled under my breath. I can smell them from a mile away.

"You will be fine, Lexi," Mae soothed, cringing as some jock ran past her, his sweaty arm brushed her arm, leaving a line of sweat behind as the jock ran through the gates. "Okay, I take that back." I rolled my eyes, she is so bipolar. Like me.

"Dammit, move people!" I yelled, glaring at a couple a students, playing kissy-kissy, blocking the way into school. "If you are going to kiss, at least move away from the gate." I growled that last part. The only reason I was being so... not me is because it's a Monday, school and our phones have been suspended.

Typical.

But in my opinion, Mae is worse. Or that could be me.

The kissy-kissy students stumbled away from my path, scared of what I might do.

At school, Mae and I are known as people- scratch that, kids who have anger problems. That happened because Mae and I had a fight (of course people watched), it wasn't by accident, we only did it so these imbeciles would know not to mess with us.

Anyway.

Lets say we both gave each other a swollen face, then we both got grounded when Elise saw us as soon as we walked through the door.

Anyway, Mae and I made our way to first class, English. We had an exam second period, so we thought screw doing whatever in the lesson, and revise.

I opened up my books, reading the words carefully and slowly. Mae murmured them under her breath, but to everyone else, they would see that she is mouthing the words.

An oxymoron is... I began reading, slow. Slower than I normally do, I usually read fast, not caring what the words had to say, when a smell that I wasn't familiar with filled the room. Wolf.

My eyes widened. What was someone doing on my territory? Shouldn't they ask permission first, if they did, I didn't get told. Lowering the book, I see a copper coloured boy, head facing forward, staring at the words on the white board.

"Hey, new kid, by the board. He's one of us." I mind linked Mae, who just glanced up, rolling her eyes and shaking her head before returning with the revision she had. "I am going to speak to him." With letting her reply, I threw my chair back and made my way over to the group of girls surrounding the poor lad.

"Oh, Nathan. That's such a hot name." A girl, Holly, curled her hair around her index finger. Sluts. "Would you like me to show you around? Since you probably don't know anyone from such a far distance."

He's from up North, I can smell rain on him. Yeah, he's totally from up North.

"Hi Nathan," I smiled, making my way into the small group. "what are you doing here?" I asked, cocking an eyebrow, smiling widely.

Holly widened her eyes, brown hair falling carelessly into her eyes. "You- you guys- guys know each other?" She stammered, eyes flicking between the new kid and I. Ha, no. We are just purely have a dislike towards each other.