3 years later
"Yo yo yooo class of 2019." The room whoops and cheers, and i do too because shit.
It's really our last year.
And Ashton can always over hype a crowd, even if it's our fourth introduction assembly.
"What's good?" he begins.
As he went on, I simply continued to sketch on my planner. All important dates this year, were memorized, sure. But I needed something to keep me occupied.
The science smart ass + staring at a jock like Ashton too long = assumptions.
I can hear the whispers now.
You think she likes him? What do you think she made him do for that science project?
People watch me like hawks since I'm not like any of them. It doesn't help that my only friends are the librarians and Prudence, the secretary (because if i'm not late, i'm absent).
What's keeping me sane is mentally arranging my dorm in whatever school I choose.
That is, if i can make my mind up in time.
The lacrosse jocks continued to holler, head to toe in Rosebark colors; a deep red and a crisp faint grey.
The home of the Rhinos.
They went everywhere together, like a pack of wolves, so it's no surprise they are corner stage as their best attacker scouts.
"Now, as your student body president, I'm supposed to avoid telling you about the sick parties that will totally not be happening." He jokes, and I let out a chuckle along with everyone else.
Yeah, right. The soonest party is bound to happen in the next 2 weeks.
"And remind you all to not get too distracted, keep your grades up and-"
"COME TO MOE'S PARTY FRIDAY NIGHT!"
"IGNORE, Moe." Ashton says over his friend, looking at the teachers more than his fellow classmates.
Huh. They work fast.
"Oh, and i almost forgot." He recalls, combing back his stray brown curls. "As you all probably heard over the summer, the 4th floor has started its construction on the new Margaret Adams library, which means a lot of things.
Yeah our little bros and sis's will get to experience a dope gym expansion, but right now, we won't be able to cut through the east side stairs any more."
The whole room groans, but i roll my eyes. It's really not for the reason that you think.
I'll have to remember to sneak up there after school or something. I could almost swear its the last place i left my hoodie over the summer while i studied with Mr. K.
I'm no delinquent, but that was my favorite hoodie.
and i'm damn sure not losing it to no trash can.
"Don't think you can get away with knocking' boots in any other stairwell anymore. We got surveillance everywhere, and it's for our own good, trust me."
My eyebrow quirked, looking around the room. Surveillance? What is this, 1984? Other than your average wallet snatcher, Rosebark is likely the safest town in the nation. We can basically sleep with our front doors unlocked.
From what i can recall, there was only surveillance on the 4th floor, where the Enclavates stayed. No way the library will take up the whole floor.
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