Groups.....

Wow finally the last year of high school. Can't wait to finish this year. There's so much I want to do. Like try out at Boston for my soccer. That will be such an achievement. I would be able to tick it off my list since I was 7 years old. There was a loud laugh before someone got thrown into my desk. I looked up to see Flare. A girl in my class who hasn't got very many friends. 

"You mind." I snapped. It makes me sad that I have to act like this, but I have to or else I would be called a nerd and lose the respect that people have for me. She collected her stuff in seconds and ran to the back and sat in her chair. Flare doesn't really talk so there is nothing she can do with the bullying. No one really sticks up for her anyways, they tend to just laugh. 

Flare is actually quite beautiful it's just she wears way too much eyeliner and mascara with dark purple lipstick to go with it. Her deep black hair is done in layers with a straight fringe to complete her look. Flare never does her work she just spends her time clutching her bag or drawing weird pictures. By weird I mean like death and shit.

"Settle down now class." The teacher walked in. "Let's do the register." She smiled. I have to admit our teacher Miss Cartle is HOT! She has all the guys swooning for her. It's very hard to concerntrate on your work when you have a boner. Not fun. 

"Archie." Miss Cartle called. "Here." She got back from the nerd. Archie Fletcher is the nerd of the class. He sometimes does my homework.

"Kirsty." Kirsty is the princess of the school. She has been with the whole football team including me, but it was only a hook up so nothing special. She never goes for anyone that is not popular.

"Jack." Jack is an asshole. He is a trouble maker. You don't want to mess with him. I heard that he was in juvy for 2 years for shooting his cousin in the foot. I didn't even know they could stay there for that long.

"Flare." I looked back and watched Flare sink down in her seat. Poor girl. I just don't understand why people have to pick on her, this is what they get out of it, a scared little girl.

"Harry." And that's me. Harry Riker. The captain of the football team. It's fun having respect. Have people look up to you and to tell people to leave and that would be it.

"How would you like to work on an essay telling us about yourselves." Why? This is so boring."Why do we have to do this shit?!" Jack rudely snapped at Miss Cartle. Miss Cartle sighed. "Because I am the teacher and I set you the work," Teachers have to deal with his shit all the time. "What if I don't want to do this shit." What is wrong with him?

"Jack you have to, if you like it or not." Fair point. "Why?" He snapped. "Because this is to help you when you get your interviews for jobs."  A loud squeal draws the class attention to the back where Kevin Blane the most popular guy at school taking Flare's papers and throwing them into the air.

"Blane calm it down there." The teacher tells him. "Nah miss." He's so cool, wish I was as cool as him. The teacher shakes her head. "Tell you what class." Everyone groans. "Instead of doing this." Everyone stops groaning. "We get into groups." The groans come back. "And try and get to know eachother because that would be more fun." Would it though?

"Okay I'll put you into groups." Everyone groans once more. "Kelsie, Sturat, Amy, Lily and James." I wonder if she knows that Kelsie and Amy are in an argument. Probably not. "Ameliia, Halle, Annie, Louis, Cameron."

"Flare, Jack, Kirsty, Archie and Harry." Oh great we're with Jack. "Why'd you put me with these losers." We all got up from our seats, but Flare took her whole bag. Strange. "You're the loser." Kirsty and I both snapped back at him.

 We left out the classroom and went outside to the field. I walked side by side with Kirsty while Jack was close behind with Archie and Flare not that much far away clutching her bag. She's so weird.

"Let's go there." Kirsty pointed to the big tree up the hill. We slowly got up there considering it was a steep hill. "Right." Jack said and sat down taking up most of the space. We sat all around the tree and just sat there in silence.

There was some rustling we all faced Flare. She was going through her bag, pretty loudly. "Can you shut the fuck up." Jack snapped at her. She looked up and glared at him before continuing in looking through her bag.

"Such a weido." Kirsty muttered. "What's a weirdo?" Jack chuckled taking the mick. Once Flare had found what she was looking for she shoved loads of it into her mouth. What is that? Jack seemed to answer my question. "Why you taking pills?" What? Pills?

"You're a drug addict." Kirsty blurted in. "I'm no drug addict." She replied. She talked! She never talks, everyone gasps. "What was that just then?" She crosses her arms. "They help with my anger." Anger? She's normally so quiet. Where she get them from. "Yeah but you went to rehab before." Rehab?

"This is good." Jack cut them off. What? We alll looked at him confused. "This is what we need for the group, now we know Flare is some freak drug addict that's been to rehab." What is wrong with him. Flare got up and grabbed her bag before moving to sit next to another tree. 

"The fuck is your problem." I snapped at Jack, Jack was just laughing. "Says the one who bullies her." Wow what a bad point. I hope she's alright.