Lifegaurd

Chapter Two: Jane

Here is chapter two my darlings. Hope you like it! xx

CHAPTER TWO: Jane

When Jane got up the next morning, she snatched her school uniform and put it on. She shifted uncomfertably in the uniform because it was so itchy. Jane had brunette hair, unlike her mother and brother, that pooled softly around her shoulders. She snatched her black JSport backpack, that was filled with books and binders, and slung it over her shoulders.

"Jane, over here!" Jane whipped her head around to see her best friend, Amelia, waving to her by Amelia's little motor bike she rides to school everyday. Jane gets off her street bike as she sees Amelia taking off her helmet, then walking over to Jane. Amelia has been her friend ever since third grade when Natashia Safe was picking on Jane.

"You want your hat back?" Natashia teased Jane, her evil sidekicks behind her. She lifted Jane's snapback from my head like any other cliched bully and started lifting it higher and higher.

"Yeah! Give it back or I'll...I'll..." Jane didn't know what to hold against her; Natashia was smarter, faster, taller, and stronger than Jane.

"What? You gonna tell the teacher on me? Or, or your mommy?" She elongates the word "mommy" and sticks out her bottom lip, mocking Jane as a third grader.

"Hey, Natashia!" Jane spins around to see a blonde girl, that she's seen on the playground, that stands confident on the black, tar ground. She looked a lot more confident than Jane; she was never that confident with her external image, or her internal.

"What do you want, shrimp?" Natashia spits, her sidekicks smirking with their arms crossed next to her.

"Give the brunette girl her hat back." The girl scrunches her nose with her forehead and huffs out. That girl looks pretty intimidating right now..., Jane thinks

"It's not worth it, girls." Natashia looks to her friends next to her and throws Jane's black snapback to the ground. "I'm not quitting next time, Veal!"

"That's right, you better run, Natashia!" The girl, that goes by "Veal", yells. The girl then looks over to Jane happily. "Do you ever speak?" She giggles.

Jane's cheeks turn to a bright red. "Uhm..I..I do, I just-" she stutters, intimidated by this ever-so-confident girl.

"It's okay. My name's Amelia, what's yours?" Amelia smiles.

"J-Jane." she answers, showing a slight smile.

"Let's be friends forever!" Amelia slings her arm over Jane's shoulders and they walk back to the lunch tables.

Amelia and Jane walk arm-and-arm in the school, and over to their lockers; they were so lucky to be placed next to each other, that Jane bets the teachers regretted it because they yap together so loudly and slam their lockers ever time they go near them. Amelia and Jane take out their books and walk to their first class: English. "Tryouts are this Saturday." Jane smiles at the mention of lifeguard tryouts and how they were this close. When Jane got into this big dream of being a lifeguard, she showed Amelia the ropes and Amelia instantly fell in love with it.

"Four days away! Do you want to go swim suit shopping today with me after school?" Jane mentions, walking into the class and sitting down in seats exactly next to each other.

"Of course. Oh - can we go to that new restaurant by the hardware store? What's it called...?" While Amelia searches for the right words, Jane tries and think of the restaurant too when she finally think of it.

"Metalheads?" Jane says, remembering the building opening a couple of nights ago.

"Yeah, that's the one!" Amelia exclaims.

"Uhm, Amelia, that's a bar; not a restaurant." Jane tells her. Amelia and I were only seventeen and in California, you can't drink at that age.

"So? We'll get fake IDs and everything."

"Amelia, that's illegal! And if we get caught, we can't ever be lifeguards."

"Jane, you've got to take risks in your life! You can't just stay locked up in the house with that beach forever." Those words struck Jane like lightning. Amelia was right, Jane needed to take risks, but she hasen't admitted that to myself just yet. Jane loved being safe and protected, but that was good and bad. She needed to come out of her shell and go to that damned bar.

"Unfortuanitly, you're right. I'll go with you, but after we go bathing suit shopping." I agree.

Class started as a drag; bored-out-of-their-mind bodies lay on desks as the teacher, Ms. Reynolds, took attendance. "Jane Andrews?" Ms. Reynolds calls out mindlessly.

"Here!" Jane shouts, excited by her favorite class.

"Amelia Benefield?" Ms. Reynolds shouts Amelia's name.

"Here." Amelia says blandly, like all the rest of the kids in the class.

When Ms. Reynolds is done with attendance, the classroom door flies open. "Oh, yes, class we have a new student today." A boy, that is very tall, waltzes in the room with a fake smile on his face. "His name is Michael Clifford. Michael, which you like to share anything about yourself with the class?" The boy, Michael, has green hair. Almost like the grinch, Jane thinks to herself.

"Nope." Michael mutters, gazing around the room to find an empty seat. Which so happens to be right next to me, Jane thinks, Yay. Michael finds the seat next to me and whispers to himself sarcastically, "Great."

Jane looks like the typical nerd; and she is the typical nerd. With her black-ringed glasses, dress-code-accurate attire, and seated in the very front of the class, she could be easily judged for a prudish, straight-A geek.

When the bell rings, which means class is over, Amelia and Jane jump out of their seats and pack their stuff. "So after school, yeah?" Amelia reassures.

"I'll be there!" Jane calls, making her way to the class opposite of Amelia, when she bumps into someone. "Oh...sorry." Jane fumbles, picking herself back up.

"Watch it, four-eyes." Jane looks up to see a tall-ish figure standing over her. It was the boy from English class: Michael.

"Sorry." Jane says again.

"Dick..." She says under her breath, moving from the boy.

"What was that?" Michael scoffs.

This was it. Jane needed to take a chance. She needed to risk her reputation as the good girl. "I called you a dick. Because you're very rude." Jane lifts her nose in the air, showing a sense of confidence; and because of this, it was drawing a crowd. "You take me as some prude, right? Well you don't know me." As she says this, more and more people come over to watch the scene break down.

Then Amelia comes over to her, seeing the angry look on Michael's face. "Jane, I think we should go now..." Amelia presses, pulling on Jane's arm.

"No, no. This stud needs to learn his lesson." Jane answers with a smile. Now Jane was the confident one for once, and she thought it felt great; a little scary, but great.

Two boys then push through the crowd. "Jane, c'mon." One says to Jane.

"Calum, stop." Jane whispers to her friend. "Gonna say anything, Michael?" Calum Hood and Jane have been friends ever since the beginning of this year when they met each other at the snack shack at the beach.

"That's alright, Jane. He'll just be going." Michael's friend, Luke, says to both of them. Luke Hemmings is the most popular, gorgeous boy in the school and has never really paid attention to Jane, or any of the nerds, but still keep tabs on them.

"Fine." Jane huffs, staring brutely into Michael's eyes. Theres something there in his eyes, and she intends to find out what it is one way or another.

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