The Train Stop (Callan McAuliffe and Sasha Pieterse <3)

Chapter 9 Comfort Room

Chapter 9

    "Oh my Gosh. I can't believe that you got to ride Ken's bike early this morning! As I remember, it was just two months ago that you guys made a riot with the flying football. And remind you, Elsie, the state finals is the day after tomorrow! And mind you again, your Kenny is second in lead."    

My seatmate, Patrick, said to me. Remember the homosexual one? Well, we kind of get along. He's one of my social life, not that I have a lot of course. People would just pass by at me because they can't see me because according to dumbo, I'm a hobbit.    

But now, while Ken was walking with me through the hallways, girls had bitter thoughts about it especially the bitch brigade. Not that I hate them. We just don't seem to get along. That's all.    

My classmates would make multiple glances at me. Ugh. I feel like being watched all the time.    

"Look! Here goes prince charming." Ken went inside the room and spotted me. I sulked in my desk, trying to hide myself. I felt him pass me.    

"Hey, move." I glanced back and Ken was wavering the emo kid seated behind me. The emo kid stood up and moved. Ken placed his bag on his table and sat behind me.    

"Hi." He smiled and waved at me showing a dimple on his right cheek. Cute. Ugh. What am I saying in my mind?! I seriously am so confused with ym feelings and everything else.   

"Hi." I smiled back and faced front because the teacher arrived.    

"Good morning class! I see that Mr. Brown and Ms. Penny are getting along." Does Mrs. Virginia have to say that? I put my head down as the crowd make laughs, whistles and howls. Ken seems to enjoy it. Nooo!    

"Okay. Stop. I will distribute your test papers and I must say. Mr. Brown finally passed the exam. Yehey isn't that exciting?" The classroom laughed and I did to.    

"You perfected it, Ms. Penny and please do meet me later after your classes. I have important things to note." Mrs Virginia whispered to me. I wonder what it would be?    

"Mr. Brown, you got B-. I'm proud of you. Keep it up."    

"Thanks Mrs. V."  Ken must've noticed me space out that he poked me and sent me a letter. I opened the paper and it said ' you kay there? Seemed spaced out."      

I get my ball pen from my pocket and reply 'Just curious. Mrs Virginia wants to see me after class. Stop passing letters. I don't want detention. Grr.'  

Then I passed the paper to Ken. I heard him chuckle. Stupid Ken. I mean Stupid dumbo. Ugh.     After minutes of total sermon from Mrs Virginia on why most of us got D- or F in the trigonometry exam, the school bell rang.        

"At last. Total boredom has vanquished." I murmured under my breath. I grabbed my bag and ran to the bathroom. My bladder shall be vanquished soon too. Waaah. Got to pee. When I opened the bathroom door, well, as you expect, there are cheerleaders. The ones who are called the prostitutes of the school because they let guys touch them. Ewww.    

"Ugh. Sorry." I probably went in unexpectedly because they all glanced at me. I mean, glared at me.    I bowed my head then went inside the cubicle. I don't want to create a scene right now.

"I can't believe Ken let a midget ride on his bike. It's like I can ride better than that midget. Eww. She's like 4 feet?" Oh sheezers. Here they go again. Backstabbing me in front of my face.    

After I was done peeing, I flushed the toilet and sheet!  Where's my bag?!  Grr. Not again. "What are you looking for midget?!"    

"I'm not a midget. Give me back my bag." I opened the door of the cubicle and faced three cheerbitchees.