"My bad, please excuse me." A blond girl laughs, while 'accidentally' tripping over me. I involuntarily clench my fists so hard, that I'd be surprised if I didn't leave a mark. Oh how I wish I could make some noodles with her hair and force it down her throat.
The weight of my book back on one shoulder made me fix it, before I made my way to the last class of the day. The rest of today was like every other day, there was nothing much to dwell over. Although when it comes time for the witch's class, things get....dirty.
Mr Witch is looking down at his desk, then suddenly when I enter, his eyes snap to me, and they stalk me all the way until I plant my bottom on a chair in the second row. If I didn't know him by now, I would think this is some kind of paranormal activity.
Another group of students come, and then I stop paying attention until, everyone starts whispering. I already know who that's for. I roll my eyes.
I try so hard not to look up. My eyes practically burn from wanting to take just a peek, but I can't because it's Alex. Yesterday's encounter is something that may have consequences which I do not want to deal with right now.
I'm congratulating my self for having such amazingly stubborn eyes, when I feel someone walk past me. I look up, and catch Alex's quick eyes on me. I'm about to start thinking he's going to sit next to me, when he walks to the back. Good. It's not like I wanted him to sit next to me.
And if I did, it would totally be so I can get revenge on him for yesterday.
"Alright! Students today we have someone joining us today. A new student, please welcome her." A short girl, even shorter than me, walks on. She had pink dyed hair, fair skin, black eyes, and was a bit on the chubbier side. She was...dare I say it, cute.
Cue the awkward silence.
"Uh say hi to your new classmates Miss, Ledge." Mr. Witch says clearing his throat.
"Hi." She curtly says unwillingly.
"Why don't you introduce your self?"
"Kyla." She reminds me of me.
Before Witch had any time to, as it seems; torture her more, she walks past the class of students and goes to the empty seat farthest from the window.
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"Towers!" Witch calls out of nowhere. "How about you show us how to do this problem. Get it wrong, and the whole class has two sheets of one hundred math problems."
"We didn't learn it." I say quietly. This son of a bi- how dare he!?
He only grins. I'm about to get up when someone shouts, "Wait!" I recognize the voice as the new girl Kyla.
I stare at her in confusion, like everyone else, when she starts digging through her purse, and pulls out what looks like a clean tampon. Everyone gasps, and some start laughing. I look to see the witch, and his bald head are sorting a crimson red color.
I think I let out a laugh, and for some reason my eyes landed on Alex, who seems to have notice, and is currently sporting his signature lazy smile.
Kyla looks straight at me, and balls up the tampon before trying to throw it, which looks to be coming at me. Although before it reaches me, it loses its speed, and falls onto someone's desk. I look up, and mentally shake my head.
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Teen FictionLira Towers is a the girl that lurks in the dark wherever she goes. No one knows the story behind her crystal blue eyes. The most you'll get out of her black clothed figure, is a whisper from the lips that are always sealed shut. Alex Black is the p...