(Title credit: Disloyal Order of Water Buffaloes by Fall Out Boy)
Um so here's chapter 2! Hope you like it :)
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I couldn't wait to get home and connect to the WiFi. Then I could post pictures from today onto my instagram and make the people at my old school think I'm okay now and they don't matter. I took selfies with Gerard in music (against his will :p) and with Tay and the others at lunch so all I have to do is come up with some really cool captions.
As soon as the bell rang, I shot out of my maths class like a bullet. I only live about 15 minutes walking distance from school so I didn't stop running. I think I may have been a ninja in one of my past lives, because I was swerving and leaping over things and people like one. I ran out of breath when I got to my road. Unfortunately, my road slants down, which meant I had to run down it because I can't walk down hills and slopes.
"1, 2, 3, go!" I counted out loud after holding my breath. Once again, I sprinted. All this running is killing me, holy Jesus. By accident, I collided with someone walking down the road, causing us to roll the rest of the way down, in a tangled, uncomfortable position.
"Shit!" the dude cried out as his face painfully scraped across the ground. We finally came to a stop.
"Fucking hell" the boy untangled himself from me and jumped up, brushing the dirt of his clothes. I noticed his british accent, his many tattoos, floppy brown hair and gorgeous eyes of the same shade. Sweet Lord Jesus, this boy is fiiiiiiiiine.
"Oh my god I'm really sorry!" I apologised, too embarrassed and ashamed to make eye contact
"It's ok, really," he reassured me but I wasn't convinced "Hey, you're the new girl, I remember you from Drama class this morning! I'm Oli"
"Oh, I'm Hayley! Nice to meet you again!" I flung my hand to him for a handshake. Oli accepted it and pulled me off of the ground in the process.
"I've got to go, my mum would lose her shit if I'm home late" he told me, before continuing down the road.
Well Oli, you've just made my "to do" list I thought to myself with a smirk
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"So how was it Hayley?" my dad asked as I entered the kitchen. Whenever I came home, the first thing I did was go into the kitchen, even if I don't need anything from there. I guess I spend so much of my life in the fridge that it's just second nature now.
"It was great!" I answered truthfully "I've already made 7 friends!"
"That's amazing, sweetie" my mom chimed in, looking up from her magazine. I gave them a brief description of my day, before heading up to my room and blasting Green Day at full volume
"♪DO YOU HAVE THE TIME?
TO LISTEN TO ME WHINE?♪" I smiled in satisfaction as Billie Joe's voice filled the light summer air.
The next few hours consisted of learning some new songs on my piano and rearranging my posters. I loved rearranging my posters because sometimes I got bored of Pete Wentz being next to Travis Barker, or tired of Kurt Cobain placed below Ben Bruce, etc. Then I was called down for dinner.
Discovering what is for dinner is the most stressful and suspense filled ordeal I have to face daily; I will either be overjoyed or majorly disappointed. There's no in between.
