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-kailah xx
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Chapter 2.
“Hey, I’m Jake” I turned around in my seat to face the boy sitting behind me. He had messy brown hair that crawled over his face and piercing blue eyes, he had an amazing smile and from what I could see he looked pretty fit.
“Hi, I’m Jessica” I said extending my arm for him to shake.
“Jessica, I like it” he mumbled taking my hand in his and shaking it gently before letting go, standing up and sitting himself beside me. “So, you’re new here, right?” he asked.
“Yeah, middle of the year and it’s my first day, just my luck, right?” I said with a halfhearted laugh, he laughed loudly before speaking again.
“Yeah, that’s pretty crap, but hey, on the Brightside you’re pretty cute, you’ll get some guys attention, maybe he’ll carry your books for you” he said, winking at me and I laughed.
“Yeah, as if that would happen” I scoffed.
“You never know” he mumbled and looked around the bus for his friends.
We arrived at school and everyone clambered out the bus, me and Jake stuck in the middle somewhere, I felt him grab my hand and pull me out to the side and away from the big crowd.
“You alright?” he asked, laughing at my shocked expression.
“Never experienced that before” I mumbled and Jake laughed.
Still holding my hand he dragged me into the front office to get my timetable for me.
“Excuse me, Miss Pimm?” he asked politely, smiling at the old woman sitting at the desk, tapping away at her computer.
“Yes? How may I help you?” she asked, looking up at Jake.
“I have Jessica Styles here with me, it’s her first day and we were wondering if we could get her timetable before first period?” he asked.
“Of course, of course” she mumbled, searching through a filing cabinet and pulling out a piece of paper and handing it to me, “Here you are sweetheart, your locker number is on the top of the page, enjoy your day” she said and gave me a smile.
“Thank you” I said and smiled sweetly before Jake briskly pulled me towards the door.
“So, what have you got first?” he asked once we were back outside, in the cold morning air.
“Uh…” I skimmed across my timetable, “English” I told him, and his eyes lit up.
“Me too, you can sit next to me,” he chirped. I laughed at his excitement, but agreed as the siren sounded and we made our way to our homeroom.
We took our seats at the front of the classroom next to the door and Jake started to explain the ‘rules’ of the school. “Okay, well this is homeroom, and this is where you’ll sit for the rest of the year. Alright, as for groups, you’ve got your sluts, whores, skanks, prostitutes, bitches, hoes and whatever else you want to call them over there” he said, pointing towards the far corner of the room where a large group of girls sat, each with their ass’s hanging out from their shorts/skirts and their shirts barely covering their body, I nodded and he continued, “over there you have your nerds” he said, pointing to the middle of the class where a small group of kids sat talking about protons, neutrons and homework. “You’ve got your freaks, emos, loners and just plain weirdo’s,” he said pointing to a group of people behind us, most wearing black and some reading dark books. “And last of all, the ‘popular boys’” he said making quotation marks with his hands before nodding his head towards a large group of boys at the back of the room, all talking loudly about god knows what.
