I took a shower, got dressed (EXTERNAL LINK) and went downstairs.
"Hey, when'd you get home?" My sister asked.
"Last night."
"Where were you?" She asked again.
"I went to a party."
"Where? At uni? Was your brother there?" She asked pissing me off for good.
"Jesus Jane! What is this? An interrogatory?" I basically yelled.
I grabbed my phone and left the house. I plugged in my ear buds and listened to Green Day. As I got to the gate I saw Calum.
"Hey." He said.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"Uhm... Nothing."
"Why are you talking to me?" I asked. "Look, I know I sound like a bitch. But in case you haven't noticed no one really talks to me." I said.
"Yeah but we're frie..."
"Stop. Right there." I said stopping. "Listen Calum. We are not friends. I don't know you and you don't know me, just because we hang out it doesn't mean that we are somewhat friends. You are nothing to me. And I am nothing to you." I walked away to my locker.
Yeah, I was a little bitchy, he seemed kinda sad and I might have just put him worse but oh well... That's just life, I guess...
I have philosophy now... I hate this class.
"Ok, class I have a question." The teacher said and wrote on the board.
What's more deadly a gun or a thought?
After 5 minutes of thinking the teacher asked.
"Who votes gun?" Everyone raised their hand including the teacher, well except me. "Well Autumn... Why do you disagree with the whole class, and myself?" He asked.
"Well, sure a gun gives you opportunity but a thought pulls the trigger." I said.
"But a thought can't kill you... A gun can." Someone said.
"That's not true. You can be alive but be dead." I said.
"No, dead is something with no life, no thought, no emotion." Someone said again.
"Exactly. Some people are alive, but have no life, no thought, no emotion. You have to have a reason to kill yourself, or kill someone else." I said.
"No, a person can have no reason to kill someone else. They can simply be psychopaths." This person is annoying me.
"Being a psychopath, is actually a reason, the person has no control over it's self, and somewhere in their twisted mind, there is a reason." I said, and the kid didn't answer back.
***
End of class. Yes! Finally. It's currently 1 p.m.
"Hey." Someone said behind me.
Seriously, why is suddenly everyone talking to me today?
"What do you want Zoe?" I asked.
"I just wanted to know if you want to like hang out." She said.
"No, I don't."
"Oh, okay. So are you and Michael Clifford friends now?" Can't she get a hint?
"Yeah." I said and started walking away from my locker.
"Can you like, introduce me? I kinda have the hots for him." I turned around.
"Guess what?" I faked a smile. "I don't give a shit."
