If It Had Gone My Way

Chapter 3: New Found Friendship?

Chapter 3: New Found Friendship?

The first thing I noticed when I walked through the doors of the school was that there were no surprising greetings nor loud screaming in my ear. It was actually... peaceful, and that worried me. Where was the loud chatters of nonsense gibberish, or bear hugs that practically suffocate me of my best friend? She would've told me if she wasn't going to school today. Besides, it's only the second day! What problems are there now? Is she sick or something? Was she getting 'womanly' problems?

This time, I actually stopped myself from thinking too much and just stated to myself that I would text her during lunch.

The teachers were cruel and merciless. It's the second day of school, yet they already give us homework and assignments at class. These were one of those times I wish I was back in pre-school, but I guess I can't turn back time. I agreed with myself to go to the library at lunch so I could finish my homework and not have any work to do later on, unless teachers give us homework on our afternoon classes, which was likely to happen.

I grabbed my lightweight binder, and my other school supplies needed. Again, these were one of those times I wish I was back in pre-school. No books, and little trolley bags than backpacks. I would use those again, but that would be embarrassing. I would be known as the kindergarten kid in a body of a 14 her old girl. That doesn't help with my plan on avoiding verbal assaults.

When lunch came, I sat on my usual table, and Logan followed. Though, unlike my fantasies, Aiden didn't follow. I'm still thankful. If it weren't for Logan, I'd be a loner all day. On his way to my table, he was stopped by a few girls saying hi (yep, not those slutty girls you read about) and he was also greeted by the jocks. Huh, second day yet he has more friends that I've had in my lifetime. Well... really heightens my self esteem.

"Hey Rebecca." Logan greeted as soon as he sat down. It was already like a normal thing. He would always sit with me even If I was a social outcast.

"Logan." I nodded, mumbling quietly, still not used to someone good-looking acknowledging me.

"Where's Jessica?" He asked, taking his lunch out and started munching on his sandwich. He placed an apple right in front of him, and looked at me with curiosity.

"Oh! Thanks for reminding. I don't know, so I'm gonna text her right now." I took my phone out, and Jess was already on speed dial, so I awaited for the never-ending ringing to stop. C'mon, answer, answer, answer. Why wasn't she answering?! Placing my phone down on the table, I suddenly had this sudden urge to go to the bathroom.

"She isn't picking up, and excuse me." I looked at him silently telling I was going to the bathroom. I had this sensational pain, and felt more uncomfortable. I walked slowly to the bathroom, and once I went in one of the stalls, the pain grew more excruciating, and I silently groaned.

Oh crud. Crud, crud crap! Why now? Why me? I whined in my head. This is so not a good time! Getting your very first period at school, inexperienced and without necessities isn't good. I only paced around, but realized it was only making it worse. My body was shaking a bit, and my breath came out uneven and ragged. What am I gonna do? I can't just stay here. Jess isn't here either... And, and I left my phone back at the cafeteria! Crap! Crap! Crudge!

I was growing uncomfortable and fearful. If I walk out, there was a chance that I would be walking looking constipated, or a big red blotch can possibly grow on my WHITE covered backside. I bit my lip, the pressure stinging, yet I couldn't bring myself to remove it.

I cautiously opened my stall door, looking around if anyone was here. Times like these where I wish I had more girlfriends. The first thing I saw as I stepped out of the stall was a huge mirror reaching up to the ceiling, down to the sinks.