I stepped into the class and instantly felt the eyes of everyone. I was new here at Bently High School. Why can't they mind their own damn business? All the girls looked me up and down, judging my outift.
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I looked cute as fuck though. They all looked like they had seen a ghost. I walked up to the teacher, my head held high.
"Ah hello you must be..." The teacher looked down at his list. "Elaine Collin."
"Hello and yeah that's me." I gave a slight smile.
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My name is Elaine Collin, I'm 15, and hate school. I just moved to this old fishing town and I live in Collin Manor. Passed down through the family, even though that place is creepy as hell. This is my story about how I met someone who changed my heart.
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"Okay Welcome to Bently! I'll be your English teacher! My name is Mr. Winchester. You can sit at the back table if you would like. " He pointed to an empty table.
"Thank you.. Mr. Winchester.." I walked to seat and sat down. Everyone was staring at me.
"I see that everyone has an interest in Elaine.. She should share some things about herself. If she would like..." The teacher said.
I stood up and said what they needed to know.
"My name is Elaine Collin, I'm 15, my favorite color is black, and I would appreciate it if you would stop staring at me. Thank you." I sat down and some guy turned around infront of me.
"Hey." He said. Im already tired of this guy.
"Hey?" I responded moving my folder onto the other side of the table.
"You from here?" The guy asked.
"No, my family is, Im from Michigan." I made a mitten with my hand.
"Cool maybe I can show you around sometime." He turned around and started to write something down on his planner. He ripped out the page and handed it to me.
Of course it was his number. I slipped it into my pocket and stared forward. I heard some girls giggle to the side of me, I was already annoyed. My eyes turned red and my gums started to hurt. I bit my lip and everything went back to normal. I stared at my phone and saw a message from my mom.
'Wont be home till late tonight helping with the company, I left some money in the office so you could do something after school xxx'
Finally, I've been stuck in that stupid house all weekend. Trying to read over all that stupid ass construction is impossible. I got through all my classes and when I started to walk out I grabbed my money. I heard footsteps behind me, it was the guy from my English class.
"Hey." He said
"Hey." I responded back.
"Where you heading?" He asked.
"Um im trying to find the library could you help me?" I stopped and looked at him. I finally got to observe his face for more than 2 seconds. He had blond hair dyed a light purple and blueish, brown eyes.
"Yeah, I'll walk you there." We started walking again and he pulled out his vape.
"You smoke?" He asked
"Yeah, hey I never got your name." I said
"Oh I'm Alex. Here." Alex handed me his vape, I made circles with the smoke then blew it in his face.
"Your good." He said.
"Thanks." I responded.
Alex and I arrived at the library 10 minutes later. I asked him if he was going to come in but he told me he would just wait for me outside. I found some books and checked them out. Reading was a hobby for me. After I got out of the library I saw Alex lighting a blunt.
"What are you doing?" I asked him laughing a little.
"Uh trying to get high." He shook his head and hit me with the 'duh' face.
"I meant like why are you doing it infront of the library." I started to walk towards the resturant.
"Oh I don't know, I'm addicted." Alex started to scratch his arms and sniff his hand. He stopped and laughed with me.
"Give me some damn." I grabbed it from his hand and took a hit.
"Chimney." Alex said snatching it back.
"Do that one more time and I'll break your hand." I stopped and looked at him.
"Chill." We started walking and after 3 minutes we made it to the resturant.
"What do you want?" I asked him.
"Food." He said higher than a kite.
"Well no shit. But what kind of food?" I smacked my forehead with the palm of my hand.
"Chicken. " Alex said.
"Okay then, thank you." I gave the waitress our orders and she soon came out with our food.
I ate so fast, by the time Alex was done with his chicken, I was done with my whole meal. We left and parted ways. I had finally made a friend in this hell hole.
