The Two Middles

Chapter 3: Boring, depressing, gross as shit

So you put Boring, Idiotic, and Gross as Shit together, and what do you get? BAM! Biology! How does my day get any worse? First, I see my love kiss another girl, cry, and then I sit through hell.

As our teacher, Ms. O'Brian droned on and on about frogs, I focused my attention on the cover of the closed bio textbook kept on my desktop and the kiss flashed about in my mind. Someone must've hit Repeat on it in my head because the thought of Ian kissing Janice refused to get out.

Plus, the atmosphere went from Sad to Depressing as hell in the classroom as Ms. O'Brian took from talking about the Breathing of Frogs, to Frogs Mating. How in the world was that even useful?! How would it help the world if a class of twenty teens knew about the reproduction process of frogs?!

The frogs, however, weren't gross enough to replace the pathetic scene that kept going on and on in my stupid, stupid head. To divert myself, I decided to look around class to see if I could find someone I knew. I discovered a few new faces, but recognized most of them. I saw Charlie who was in all my classes in Sophmore year and smiled at him when he looked my way. Sweet kid, he was. We'd talked a little Sophmore year and were sort of friends. But not exactly. As I turned my head around to look at who was behind me, my green eyes instantly fell upon the beautiful hazel of someone else's.

He was seated diagonally behind me. He was cute. He had brown hair covered mostly by the dark green beanie he was wearing (except the part that fell across his forehead), and dark, hazel eyes. He was looking at me. And what was I doing? Ditto. We stared at each other for a good couple of seconds, my eyes never for a second wandering from his own. In all my years of school, I'd never seen those eyes before. But I was gazing into them right now, and, oh, was I glad.

A hand tapped my shoulder. Reluctantly, I turned around only to see Ms. O'Brian staring down at me.

"Ms. Jensen, if not paying attention is all you want to do, I suggest you do it outside class." Then, after a few more seconds, "You too, Mr. Davis."

I sighed and got up. Under normal circumstances, I would've been a little (okay, MUCH) more shameful and would've got up slowly and reluctantly to get out of class. Especially if it was Ms. O'Brian's class (she loved me last year). But this wasn't normal. I was depressed and couldn't care less. Plus, the frog talk and such were even more pathetic and I was kinda glad I got kicked out. At least I had an excuse to get out of Biology. And I could always make it up to Ms. O'Brian later.

I walked out of class and "Mr. Davis" followed. We stood side by side, leaning against the wall outside the Biology classroom. Awkward silence engulfed us for a few seconds, as I wondered what to say and where to go. Finally he turned his face to me and said, "Jaden. You?"

"Aubrey," I replied, looking him in the eye.

He nodded and then turned his face back to the front, smiling a little. I looked away from him to convince myself to talk to him a little more. I turned my head back to him, only to discover him gone. With a sigh, I headed to the cafeteria.

All the classes that followed had Jaden in them. He didn't look my way again, and I tried not to look in his.

The week had elapsed slowly with more kissing from Ian and Janice and absolutely no more interaction with Jaden. To be completely honest, I wasn't that bothered. It wasn't as if I'd looked into his beautiful hazel eyes once and fallen in love with him. That didn't happen to me. I didn't even know him. All that bothered me was the kind of hurt I would experience everyday when I would see Ian and Janice together. His arm would be around her shoulder and they'd be smiling at each other. Talk about good acting. I'd force myself to get over it and remind myself that he actually had no interest whatsoever in her and most likely had a very legit reason for dating her.

Friday night arrived and I took to stalking random people on Facebook, mostly Ian and Janice. Mostly Ian. A friend request popped up and I clicked the icon to see who it was: Jaden Davis.

With a smile, I clicked Confirm.