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c h a p t e r o n e

{c h a p t e r  o n e : Welcome To The Modernized Hell Hole, New Guy}

 

Poke. Poke.  I turned around to stare daggers at him which he just cheekily (read: evilly) grinned at me.  “What do you want?”  If looks could kill, he would have been six feet under the ground a long, long time ago.

“I just want to know your name!!!” He whined like a child.  I sighed.  I don’t know why many girls like when guys act childish.  It’s so annoying.

“None of your business.”

“Come on already!  It’s my business because you’re my tour guide!”

“Miss Fernandez.”  I looked up from my text book and saw Ma’am Lopez gesturing me to go to her table.

I gave her a confused look.  What did I do again this time?  “Yes, Ma’am?”

She chuckled, “Don’t worry.  You didn’t do anything.”  I swear.  Sometimes, I think she’s a psychic or something.  She can read a student’s mind.  “But can I ask you a favor?”

I scowled, “Sure.  What is it?”  I swear, if this is about tutoring again, I’m going to burst.

“And no, this is not about tutoring.”  I sighed.  Relieved that I don’t have to teacher another dumb beeyotch what is 1 plus 1 again.  Maybe that was an exaggeration, but it feels like it!  She snapped her fingers which brought me back to reality.  “Could you give Mr. Trevino a tour around the chool?  Since he’s new and stuff.  And don’t worry, he’s smart so it wouldn’t be much of a hassle to you.  But don’t worry, I’ll give you extra credits.”  She playfully slapped my elbow.

Should I give the new guy a tour and be friendly friendly and have good grades?  Or rely on pure hard work?  Probably the latter.  Besides, easy grades are boring.

“Just think about it.”  She smiled.

And that’s how I got here, giving this idiot a tour around the school.  But I am doing this for the sake of my grades.

“My name is Danika Fernandez.  Happy?”  I replied while heading towards my locker.

Poke.  Poke.  “Not quite.  Your name is Danika, right?”  Yes, I just told you that, “But why does Brandy call you Mae?”  He said thoughtfully.  He had a curios look on his face.

But still, like the ignorant person I am, I kept on a straight face, not showing any signs of emotion.  “Only my friends call me that.”

He grinned, “Then if that’s the case, I will be your friend!”

“I mean my close friends.”

“Then I will be your future close friend.”  I sighed for the nth time. 

Then suddenly, many people decided to crowd over him and pushing me away.  He was turning his head around- looking for me.  When I caught his eye, I just gave him a sad smile and walked away.

~~~

“A little birdy told me that you gave the hot new guy a tour around school.”  She giggled.  Brandy never fails to amaze me when it comes to school gossip.

“Yes.” 

She shrieked.  “OH.  MY.  GOSH.  Spill the beans you flirt.  Did you guys kiss yet?  Did he ask you out?  How was your kiss?  AHH.  When will be your wedding?  What will be the name of the baby?  Can I be the godmother.  Omo, I totally cant wai-“ She wasn’t able to finish her rant of questions because I cut her off.

“Just shut up please!  I had to undergo torture just to have high grades and you’re asking me if we’re going to have a baby!?  You’re crazy!”

“And I’m out of my mind!  Cause all of me!”  She began to sing John Legend’s All of Me.

I slammed my tray on our table (which cause a few heads to look at our way), “Did we give you permission to look at us and spread more gossip?  Get a life!”  Then out of nowhere, Mr. New Guy decided to sit with Brandy and I at our lunch table.  “Excuse me, but who gave you the permission to sit on our table?”

He smirked, “As far as I know, it doesn’t have your name on it and besides, this is a free country.  I can do whatever I want.  That is legal of course.” 

~~~

“Why did you walk away?”  He pouted.

Then a girl came in between us and turned to him, “I hope you enjoy your stay here.”  She said, completely ignoring me.  “If you want, I can be your tour guide.  At least I’m not anti-social, unlike your current one.”  I just rolled my eyes and tapped on her shoulder.

“Are you blind, stupid or maybe both?  Did your mother ever teach you not to rudely barge in a conversation?  Wait, stupid me!  Of course, she didn’t.”  I sarcastically said.

She looked offended, “Excuse me?”

I laughed, “You                 want to pass through?  Sure, no problem.  You didn’t have to flirt with a guy to pass through.  All you needed to do was to ask.  Besides, the hallway is big enough for many people to walk, even side by side!”  Since we had caught people’s attention, they were laughing at her.  I don’t know, but I don’t pity her at all.  I know how it feels to be laughed at and be humiliated in front of the entire student body. 

I raised a brow at her, “Oh, want to add something else?  Honey, this isn’t in my schedule so please make it quick.  I’m probably wasting my precious time here.”

“You. Are. Such. A. Bitch!” Merida screamed at me.

“Next time you point a finger, I’ll point you to the mirror.  And I thought you have a boyfriend.  Not so loyal, eh.”

But before I could kill Merida, Trevino pulled my hand and practically dragged me to our next class.  And yes, we have the same class schedule.

When we were seated, “Who was she?”  He asked.

“None of your business.  Could you promise me something?”

“Shoot.”

“Promise me that you won’t believe the rumors about me.  Swear on the River of Styx”

“Sure.  I promise.  I, Adrian Tevino, solemnly swear on the river of Styx.”

I smiled.  At least he caught up immediately with my fandom reference, “And Trevino,”

“Its AJ.”

“Welcome to the modernized hell hole also known as Peterson High.”

Author’s Note:

Hey guys! This chappie is dedicated to one of my friends, Ginger! Wait… Its Marion! (sorry mar XD)  And shout out to Rissa \(*0*)/ 

I hope you give this story a shot and if you like it, please don’t forget to vote and comment J

 

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