Chapter 2 – "Pack Up, We're Going To School"
It is September 15th of 2017 and I am currently getting ready for my new school. Mom bought me a short dress but I didn't felt comfortable in it, so I put on some black jeans with a grey hoodie. Once I was satisfied with my looks, I grabbed my backpack and made my way down to the living room and saw mom there. "Have a nice day swe- wait, what happened with the dress I bought you?" Mom asked looking up and down at me. I sighed a little, "Sorry, mom. Didn't wanted to wear it today. But I'll wear it on Friday." Lies. Mom sighed and turned around, "That's what you always say."
I opened my mouth to say something but Kendall came down running from the stairs and bumping into me. "Hey!" I pushed him and he laughed. "Sorry sis! Last one to the bus is a rotten egg!" He ran out of the house and I followed after him. "Bye mom!"
Once I got to the bus stop, Kendall was already there waiting for me with a smirk. "Hey there rotten egg." I punched him in the arm, "Oh shut up vagina."
"Hey! Thanks for letting me alone idiots!" Andrew breathed out when he reached us. "Oh, sorry man" Our conversation ended when the bus came to a stop. We got in and took a seat at the back of the bus. I sighed and felt someone punch me lightly on my arm. "Hey." I looked up at Kendall. "Everything will be okay." He gave me a small smile and looked at the front and I smiled to myself. Kendall is such a dildo.
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Okay, the school is big as hell. There are so many students. I don't think my nervous ass can take this. "U-uhm, how about we cut class and go shopping?" Kendall laughed and pushed me. "Bye guys!" And with that, Kendall and Andrew left. I stood awkwardly in the middle of everything, wondering where the hell I would go. I took a deep, sharp breath and made my way to my classroom. According to my schedule, I'm supposed to go to English class which is in the second floor. As I was on my way to my classroom, I spotted a bathroom nearby. I smiled to myself as I thought whether I should do it or not.
I'm doing it. Totally.
I went to the girls' bathroom, sadly, and got my binder out of my backpack. I know the basics in sewing, so I got to make myself a safe binder. Much better than bandages. I put it on and let a heavy breath out. I felt better, so much better.
Okay Josh concentrate. I left the bathroom and made my way to my classroom. But just when everything was great, someone bumped onto me really hard. "Watch where you're going!" I looked up and saw a tan boy with green eyes, giving me a nasty glare. "What? Do I have some shit on my face?" I stood straight and looked at him in the eye, "No but you sure do look like one." He opened his mouth and laughed. I watched him laugh asking mentally what the hell was happening. When he finally finished laughing, he slapped me on my shoulder.
"Hi, my name's Daniel. What's yours?" I moved away from the strange dude, "Um, Josh." He looked at me up and down, he opened his mouth to say something but he thought about it and closed it. He turned around, "Well, let's get to class Josh."
"Are you going to English class?" I asked and he nodded. So I followed him. At least I won't be going in alone.
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Hi guys! This chapter was longer but I thought in posting half of it. Why? Well, I don't know really. Anyways, sorry for taking so long in updating. Life has me stressed. Okay byeee~
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