Outcast

Outcast- Going to be the death of me

+Veronica+

I stood in front of my house with my hood up and my arms folded across my chest as I leaned against the front door. Waiting. Waiting for someone who I never wanted to speak to again. My nose wrinkled in disgust as I thought of him. Cole. School had just ended and I had spent most of the day asleep in my room.

I pulled my IPod out of my pocket and clicked it on to check the time. It was four o'clock in the afternoon. The bus should be rolling up this street any second. My hopes plummeted as soon as I realized Cole had told me he didn't ride the bus in the afternoons.

I groaned. I guess I will be waiting here longer than I thought. Whatever it took. I was going to make sure Cole knows that if he even tries to talk to me again I'll kick his face in.

I heard the low rumble of the yellow vehicle sound from down the street and I stood up straight and waited. I hoped. I had been waiting here for the last 15 minutes. 15 minutes of my life I would never get back. 15 minutes that were being wasted on Cole. The bus rolled in front of my house and stopped. Cole and I were the only ones at this stop. So he had to be on the bus, otherwise it wouldn't have stopped..

I half-smiled a devilish smile and started to walk zombie-like down my sidewalk. I heard voices. Like, multiple voices. Did he talk to himself or was someone with him?

When the bus rolled away, I stood dumbfounded. Cole wasn't alone. He had someone else with him. My lip twitched angrily as the other person snapped their head towards me. They stared at me as if I had grown another head. I squirmed awkwardly under his gaze.

I took a couple steps forward until I was one step away from being in the street. I started to get a closer look at the other person. He was short, like me and he had his hood drawn and his hands jammed into his pockets. He snapped his head back towards Cole, who was much taller than him. Low whispers were exchanged before Cole looked up at me and half-smiled.

I power-walked across the street, not taking my eyes off them. Cole and the other boy just walked as if nothing had happened. They acted like I wasn't following them. They obviously knew I was. I could hear hurried whispers be exchanged between the two of them and the short one kept trying to glance back at me as stealthy as possible.

He failed terribly.

"I can hear you whispering." I growled at them.

This time they both turned around to look at me and I suddenly felt very uncomfortable with the situation. I had gained a few feet on them so when they turned around I was close enough to have an actual conversation with them.

"Yes?" Cole sneered down at me.

"Who's this?" I motioned to the short kid with my chin. I guess I couldn't call him short since he was my height. But...whatever...

"Frank. Try not to knock me over again will you?"

"What are you talking about?" I snapped. I had known this kid for 10 seconds and he was already trying to confuse me.

He shook his head, a cheeky grin was plastered to his face. "This morning, you ran into me on your way out of the school." He shrugged

"Oh." I nodded, understanding. He was the kid that I had practically knocked over. I smiled a sarcastic smile. "Sorry. I was running away from...something." I glanced towards Cole who was looking at the ground, guiltily. I guess Frank must have caught on that the reason why I was running was something to do with Cole.

Frank raised an eyebrow at me, slowly turning his head towards Cole. He opened his mouth to say something but I cut him off before he had the chance to.