The Unwanted Image

Chapter 9: Weirdest Day Yet

Thursday, September 14

The first two periods of the day was

pretty typical, but when third period came along, boy did it got.. Interesting?

Mrs. Peralta: "Good morning class, today in English, we're going to learn about interacting with your classmates. I will be choosing your teammate."

Christopher is in Chemistry class and Emily is in French class, since well, we're in Canada, it's an obligation to speak french. The point is that I don't have any of my friends here..

Mrs. Peralta: "... And Heather, you will be teaming up with Russell."

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Heather: "So Mrs. Peralta, what are we suppose to discuss exactly?"

Mrs Peralta: "Get to know each other."

Heather: "Isn't that kindergarten level?"

Mrs. Peralta: "Just do as I say alright?"

Heather: "Fine..."

Now I was facing Russell, just by looking at him, he looks like that kid that respects everybody. I guess talking to him won't be horrible..

Heather: "So.. Russell.."

Russell: "You're a poopy head."

Heather: "Excuse me?"

Russell: "I said you're a poopy head."

Heather: "You just came to ruin that I don't want to have a friendship with you."

Russell: "So you wanted to be my friend?"

Heather: "No.."

Russell: "Then you didn't need to mention it."

This guy man.. Way beyond my expectations..

Heather: "Let's just get this over with-"

Russell: "What's your sexual orientation?"

What did he just say now?

Heather: "My sexual orientation?"

Russell: "Yeah."

Okay, he's the weirdest person I've ever met. No doubt. Hands down.

Heather: "Why the hell you want to know? Is it really that necessary?"

Russell: "We've got to learn something about each other right? Just answer the question."

Heather: "I like the opposite gender, which is guys..?"

Russell: "Interesting..."

*Bell rings*

Thank god English class is dismissed! I can't stand one more question from Russell! Oh well, it's lunch time, my absolute favorite period in school.

-In the hallways-

Christopher: "Hey, Heather!" *waves*

Heather: "Hi, Chris! What's up?"

Christopher: "I hope you don't mind but, me and Emily won't eat with you in the cafeteria today.."

Heather: "Hold on, hold on, why can't Emily join me too?"

By judging Chris's face, it looks like he's embarrassed and happy on what he wants to tell me.

Christopher: "We're going out.. To eat to-together for lunch okay? *blush face*

Ooooooooohhhhhhhhh!! He did the first move!

Heather: "OMG! You're finally going on a date with Miss Emily Velasco!"

Christopher: "I-it's not a date!"

Heather: "Oh well, I say it is. So, is it official that little Christopher likes Miss Emily?"

There was an awkward silence and then..

Christopher: "Ummmm.. Emily is probably waiting for me soo.. BYE!" *runs as fast as possible*

Heather: "Wai-"

Christopher finally disappeared out of my sight.. Pfff.. Whatever, lunch is waiting for me.

(￣(工)￣)(￣(工)￣)(￣(工)￣)(￣(工)￣)

*Sigh* There's no one to talk to.. I don't mind being at my phone the whole break but still, human interaction is more fun.. Please someone will talk to me..

Russell: "What cha doing?"

Heather: "Russell?!"

Okay, when I wanted someone to talk to I didn't mean him!

Russell: "Yeah, it's me. So, what are you doing?"

Heather: "All I know is that it's none of your business!"

Russell: "You don't need to be mean to a friend.."

Heather: "Since when we're officially friends?!"

Russell: "When we already knew each other's names."

Heather: "Oh really? What's my FULL name?"

Russell: "Heather Ariel Williams?"

I'm starting to hate this guy.

Heather: "I hate you."

Russell: "Okay, what's mine's?"

Heather: "Like I want to know. I only need you first name anyway!"

Russell: "You're a mean poopy head."

Heather: "Oh yeah? You're a mean and annoying poopy face!"

Russell: "Meanie head."

Heather: "Stop being immature!"

Russell: "Fine, since I'm nice and mature, my name's Russell Steele."

Yeah right. Nice and mature.. More like annoying immature buttface!

Heather: "Like I needed to know.." *mumbles*

Russell: "Mind if I join eating with you?"

Heather: "After insulting you, you still want to join me eat?"

Russell: "Basically."

Heather: "Yeah, whatever."

-Half an hour later-

Heather: "Well.. It was nice eating, talking and insulting with you?"

Russell: "We'll say that. Anyway, see you last period?"

Heather: "How you know we have the same class together?"

Russell: "I peeked at your bag and saw your schedule."

Heather: "Bastard.."

Russell: "Au revoir!"

How am I going to have a friendship with this guy? He's annoying! And look, he spoke in french at the end. Was that suppose to show off his intelligence? I already know he's annoying and stupid! Why I need proof that he's intelligent? Whatever, I'm done writing for today. Good night and have better day then I did.