Noticing You (On Hold)

Chapter 1

*PLEASE READ VERY IMPORTANT*

Ok, before you start to read this, there are some important things you should know beforehand.

1). It was first written to be random at the moment it is a really light, not in depth story at all, however I plan to modify it all to make this different.

2). The chaptering system is really messed up and I am really, really sorry. this was intended for my friend ages ago and was written in a huge clump. Again, I'm sorry and I will try to see if I can fix that...

3). The whole thing is kind of childish, 'specially at the start and i kind of hate it so when i modify it, i will try to take the childish stuff out.

4). The characters have no defined age, and although i'd like to think i would write it in, i probably won't and thats because i still don't really know what i should put. I will probably make them about 15-16, but nothing over that.

5). I'll have to warn you that I'm pretty lazy and procrastinate ALL the TIME, so i do apologize in advance if i don't update for a long period of time.

6). This may mean nothing to you, or may seem like i'm demoting my own story, but i know it has flaws, although it's realy up to you whether you like it and read it or not........

Thanks, and sorry if i wasted your time! :)

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I stormed up the path to the lockers trying to ignore the pleas of Will running behind me. Muttering darkly to myself, I thought back to the events that occurred earlier that same day. It seemed like a year ago.

I had taken a tattered copy of my favourite book, The Hobbit, down to my favourite reading spot behind the Ag shed. To my astonishment and utter disgust I had witnessed my boyfriend Will locked onto the mouth of some other girl in our year by the name of Amy. Ex-boyfriend I corrected myself. Reaching my locker, I aimed a karate kick at the lock, and with a loud bang; it opened. I hurled my book inside and turned to face the boy in front of me.

"I hate you Will! You smell! It's over!" I screamed at my now ex-boyfriend.

"But Fey-"

"GET LOST YOU FRINGLE! YOU'RE NOTHING BUT A DIRTY, ROTTON, LYING CHEATER!" By now a large crowd of students had gathered but I was beyond caring.

"Look, it's not what you think-

"I SAID GET LOST YOU DICKHEAD!" I shrieked, chucking a book from my locker at him.

"Fey, please, be reasonable-"

"BE REASONABLE?!" I cried, emptying out the contents of my locker onto his face. "WHAT IS THERE TO BE REASONBALE ABOUT?!

"We were just having a bit of fun-" Suddenly I dropped the books I was holding and the crowd around us became deathly silent.

My features convulsed into a work of evil and a feral snarl ripped through my throat.

"A bit of fun?" I hissed. "A bit of fun?!" And that was when I lost it completely. A raging tornado of foul words and death threats I launched into Will, sending him sprawling to the ground. In less than a second I was on him, raining blows upon his unprotected face. Satisfied, I stepped back and viewed my work. A black eye, a bloody nose and a swollen lip. Not bad.

Shakily, he got to his feet.

"Psychopath" he mumbled as he dusted himself off and straightened his tie.

"WHAT DID YOU CALL ME?!" I yelled. His eyes darted fearfully up to my face, ready for any kind of movement or freshly reknewed bloodlust. He reminded me of a rabbit; Ready to run at any sign of danger.

"Just get lost, and don't come back." I said bitterly, not wanting to deal with this emotional turmoil now. Sure, I had known the relationship was going downhill; I had known ever since he had starting acting like a dick. But it still hurt.

The crowd dispersed, obviously content with the bloodshed and I went back to retrieving my books off of the floor, unsuccessfully trying to straighten out the tattered and bent cover.

"Hey, what happened with Will?" asked Jake, my best friend, as he handed me my books.

"I caught him cheating on me with Amy." I let out a pained sigh.

"That bad?" He queried and brushed a lock of his shaggy brown hair out of his eyes.

"Yeah, I saw them making out behind the ag shed."

"Oh." Jake frowned. "I would have offered to bash him for you, but I could see you had it covered." he said, giving me a toothy grin.

"Thanks, I'll have to deal with Amy sooner or later, but I guess you wouldn't want to get in the middle of a chick fight." He laughed.

"It's never a chick fight when you're involved Fey. No matter what, I'm here for you."

"Thanks Jake." The bell cut through our conversation and Jake and I headed to our lockers. By chance they were next to each other. "What classes do we have?"

Jake puzzled over his slightly mangled diary for a moment. "Umm....double English I think...in room four." I made a face.

"I hate Miss Palms! She always gives us demerits for talking." Jake arched an eyebrow at me. "Ok, so maybe we do talk a lot, but she's so awful it's no wonder why she isn't married!"

"I know right?" He exclaimed, waving his arms in the air. "I mean, why teach if you clearly hate children?"

"Hell yeah! We should be able to kick her fat, children-hating-"

"Hem-hem." Jake and I both turned at the same time to see Miss Palms' face twisted into an unrecognisable mask of rage.

"Speak of the devil..." I murmured.

"You - stupid - inconsiderate -"Her eyes bulged. "-horrible - children......" She foamed at the mouth, not being able to string a full sentence together. Composing herself, she clasped her hands together to stop them from shaking and looked at us. We could see the fire in her eyes.

"Detention. At Lunchtime." Her voice was barely raised above a whisper but it had such an edge to it that for a fleeting moment I was glad she was a teacher. Then her lips twisted into a wicked smile and she was smug as she delivered the final blow. "2 months."

"But Miss!" Jake cried. I dropped my books.

"Make that three. And" her lips twitched as if she was about to laugh "I Will be informing both of your parents of such rudeness." And with that she marched off to yell at some small, snot-nosed year one student for running on the concrete.

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