Just A Strong Dislike

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Chapter 3

My brown eyes glance at the ticking clock, time was going so slow. I was currently sitting in my English class as my teacher miss Bree tapped on her phone leaving us to do the work on the board.

No one really bother doing it, everyone was in their own world chatting about god knows what.

The first few periods were really annoying I could bearly concentrate in the lesson because all I could hear were low whispers about the fight that happened not to long ago.

I found out what that boys name was, his name was Alessio. It's funny that I've never seen him or ever heard his name before but other people knew him already.

Where had he been hiding all this time? Maybe he just kept a low profile until today but who knows. I'm not going to just sit here thinking about him or anything that evolved him.

The clock hit 1:20 and the bell rang making everyone get up from their seats and start packing up their belongings. I did the same putting my pen and books in the backpack, I swing it over my shoulder making my way out the class as did everyone else.

I walk to my locker and put in the combination, opening it I stuff my bag into it.

"Boo." I hear a familiar voice say, I just up from the sudden noice. Their stood behind me kesley and Grace laughing their buts off. I roll my eyes at their childish behaviour and slam my locker shut making them quiet.

"Don't sneak up on me like that." I snap but meaning to.

"What's got the old lady in a cranky mood." Grace asks looking over to her cousin. I shake my head as I lead them both to the lunch hall.

We sat down in our regular spot, which is outside on the picknick tables, my eyes begin to wonder inside the cantiene looking for a certain someone but sigh when there's no sign of him.

"What's up with you Heidi?" A worried looking kesley asks.

I shake my head, "nothing." I force a smile.

We got back to eating as my mind wonders off to Alessio. I was only trying to help this morning but his rude attitude just put me in a bad mood. It's all his fault I'm all cranky today, I never get upset over little things like this but then again I'm super sensative.

Forty minutes later the bell rang, the three of us split up once again heading to our own lessons.

I had science. I hate it, I hate the person who invented it in the first place honestly. It's not like I'm going to go up to someone and ask for their cells so I can look at it under the microscope.

I wanted to skip so badly, my knees bounced under the table, I had an idea I can just say I need the toilet and skip.

I asked Mr Wilson to go to the toilet and he said yet, grabbing my bag I get up but not before he spoke, "you have to leave your bag here."

"I can't." I lie.

"Well you'll end up skipping class."

"No I'm not."

"Put the bag down." He narrowed his old eyes at me.

"I'm on my period. I need it." I lie, ugh why did I even say that now everyone's going to think I'm on, but either way it worked as the tip of his ears turned pink.

I rush out, fanning my face with my hands to cool down my face. I needed a better excuse but at least it worked.