Skating Back Home // Michael Clifford.

3.

Later that day everything was a mess. I did not know why but I felt everyone made fun of how I looked and dressed up. When I told Michael how I feel he just told me I'm being very paranoid. It all went worse in that History lecture.

"Good morning, class," our history teacher introduced herself, "My name is Mrs. Rodrigues. I'll be teaching you History for half of semester, you'll have another teacher for the next term. I know History is a very dryy subject for some people, not for History teachers, though," she laughed softly, "We'll try to make it as interesting as I can, we will start by introducing ourselves?"

Everyone agreed and the introdution round started from our row - first bench.

"Hey guys, my name is Bianca and I'm 18 but I guess you all are, so its common sense," A girl who was taller than me I guess, started talking. She had an American accent and she had thick black hair and she was kinda pale and kind of awkward - she actually reminded me of myself except she had an American accent and she was really pretty, "Uh, I don't really think I have any specific hobbies except of getting bored - trust me I get bored everytimg I have free time because, well, that's because I have no hobby at all and my talents are chewing gum and cursing. I'm not really uninterested in life but I'm not a hyper person who wakes up every morning feeling like their day is gonna rock and stuff. I really like History and therefore I opted for this subject," she sighed and then spoke a second later, "that's all," she smiled and shrugged.

"That was nice," Mrs Rodrigues smiled, "We'll now get to know your partner,"

Just like that everyone was introducing themselves and after the first three benches were done with their introduction, Ashley stood up. She rolled her eyes at the guy who had introduced himself before her, ugh. Why is she so... whatever. 

"Hey, I'm Ashley and I really like watching movies and not chewing gum," when Ashley said that Bianca turned around and gave her a confused look, she then looked at me and laughed a little at how  stupid Ashley was as I did the same, "I, um, took History because I did not want to study Geography," Ashley continued, "I think my talent is singing and writing short stories, that's all," she gave an obnoxious smile and sat down.

Mrs. Rodrigues just smiled shortly and pointed out at Calum to stand up and speaik about him, "Hello!" Calum said, typical hyperactive asshole, "I like everything and everyone! I um, really don't know what to say. I love music, I like singing and I can play the bass. I love my band members and Emizie and Amy who is not here right now a lot, they know and love me for who I am. That's all I guess?!?! By the way this class is amazing and History is amazing!"

Michael stood up next, "Hello, my name is Michael and I like pizza," he started and chuckled, "I love this girl sitting next to me but that doesn't really match the context here," he bit his lower lip, he was so nervous. How could he be nervous while talking in the class and not while playing to so many people on the tour? "I love playing guitar.." he continued, "And, I like to think that I can sing. love music, it's like an escape to everything. I really like History because Emizie likes History... that's it," 

I stood up next and ugh. I was so nervous, "Hi..." I trailed off, "I'm Emizie and -"

A blonde guy cut me off, "Emizie? That's a name?" and everyone else laughed.

Fuck.

"Yeah," I replied to him, my stomach was going to burst because of anxiety, "that's a name. I'm standing with that name right here, yeah?"

"Of course, it's weird," he laughed.

"Okay," Mrs. Rodrigues said, "We're not here to discuss names, Emizie continue."