The Seating Plan

Chapter One

Day 1

Just keep swimming.

This is my motto, just keep swimming. I am a fish and High school is my ocean, full of clowns and idiots who cant retain any information unless it's about if Jeremey Casey really did kiss Jenny Tate at that party, because she totally put on like so much weight last summer, OMG ew, or if Rodger Benedict really did take those steroids, because he's like really filled out but who even cares right? Note the sarcasm people.

And my ocean just got a whole lot dumber, it's the Junior class first day, myself included, we have officially graduated from the bottom of the food chain. Now instead of being assholes scared of the older assholes, our Liberty High Juniors are now assholes without fear, which is a whole lot worst.

"Ashley! Ashley, wait up it's me Stac-ey!" Ugh, Stacey Chapman, the girl that everyone's town has, you know the one; preachers daughter, high pitched nasally voice, sing-songs words like she's auditioning for the muppet show, yep that's the one.  

I turn to face Stacey dragging in a deep breath of patience with me, maybe if I just nod she'll go away, yeah lets go with that.

"Golly Gosh," Golly Gosh? "who'd have thought with such small legs you'd be so quick, you're like a little road runner, you." Stacey chimes tapping my shoulder with a primped finger.

"Ha ha, yeah me..." Awkward.

"Aren't you excited to be back at school?" Oh, yeah so much, excuse me while I wipe away my tears of joy. Stacey's eyes widen with my lack of response.

"Totally." I try and smile, well sorta. Stacey doesn't seem to notice my pain and continues happily.

"I am so excited I could just burrr-ssst!" Again with the singing, my wince was inevitable, ooh I forgot the nodding. "A new school year is an opportunity for some of gods cleansing, which is actually why I'm here."

"Hmm?" I nod, nice.

"Yes, well I don't know if you heard but not only did Rodger take those awful steroids but apparently he also made out with Claire..." I can't help but zone out as Stacey grabs my arm and starts leading me down the hall way, the sea spreading for her as she walks. Stacey has that affect, shes annoying but shes pretty and her boobs are huge, like I'm talking back problems huge, and ofcource being the daughter of one of gods messengers helps, one time in 6th grade Bradely Cooper asked her to the end of year informal and her dad went to his house to "preach to Bradely's soul on the corruption of lust" I kid you not. Not to hate on the man up stares and his people, I like Stacey, I mean shes allot but...nice.

"Hey!" Stacey says, jerking my arm to a stop.

"Huh?" I swivel my face to hers, her small mouth twisted into a frown.

"Are you even listing to me? Gosh, Ash you make it so hard sometimes." Stacey frown deepens over my confusement, her toe tapping echoing against the ugly harsh white tiles. "To be you'r friend Ash, gosh." Stacey stresses the words.

"Oh, um. I'm sorry?"

"Its whatever. Anyways can you believe that, they're like second cousins or something."

"Uhh, what?"

"I mean, can you like say inbread or what." Apparently you can't. "So what I'm trying to say is," Stacey turns to me gripping my hands tightly,"don't fall in to that pit of temptation because once you do there's only so much daddy can do."

'Uh....okay?" Stacey nods once blonde curls bobbing in satisfaction then turns on her heels looking for another lost soul to cleanse. 

Dazed I begin walking to my locker once more. I can't help but sigh, high school is still just so awesome. Is it delusional to think that one year could make a difference, maybe people wouldn't be so, so...