Fall or fly

Two

I hear the pealing of the bell, signaling it is time for lunch. Last period was the most boring I have ever had to sit through. Now I see what people mean when they say all Mr. Gilleland does is ramble, we were supposed to be learning ancient history but instead he maundered about last nights episode of Game of Thrones. Thank god I can finally sit down and have a break from all this work. I'm looking around the lunch room when I see a familiar face, that face belongs to Ethan. He flashes a quick smile at me and proceeds to call me over to sit with the rest of his group. I sit awkwardly in amongst the chattering group and don't say a word until they start asking me questions like "what school did you come from?" and "are you enjoying Ridgeview High?" I answer their questions politely but making it known I am uninterested in their small talk, and desperately hoping they would change the subject, they took my hint. By the end of lunch we had talked about sports and teams, music, tv shows and Hollywood's latest controversy. You know I'm actually starting to feel like I fit in, maybe I was right, maybe this will be my year.

I hurriedly walk to the F building for our English class, I rush to find a desk sitting in the back corner of the classroom, as far away from the teachers desk as possible. Straight away I get out my phone and start scrolling through Instagram, looking at all the hot girls in my feed. I must have been so wrapped up in it that I didn't realize Mrs. Argall standing behind me. She taps me on my shoulder making me jump and takes my phone from me. "You can have his back at the end of the lesson" she snapped, causing little specs of spit to cover my desk. Oh boy, I can't wait until this lesson is over.