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Chapter 1

The day was dragging on and felt like eternity. This poor teacher was trying to teach me something, and all I could think about was the clock. Its funny how eight hours feels like twelve when you're forced to sit at a desk. I've always hated school because everything they teach me is completely useless. Its not like I was going places with my life. I learned early on not to have high expectations. I fiddled with my thumbs as the teacher explained the math problem. I looked up at the clock on the pale blue wall and saw there were only three minutes left. Then I could take the bus home. This classroom smelt like sweat and cheap cologne. The male race was disgusting with their smells. I cant lie. I couldn't be more ready to leave.

When the bell rang everyone was packing up their books. I already had mine in my bag, so I walked quickly to the door. I walked through the halls crowded with children, heading to the front door to meet with Tyler. I pushed open the metal doors and found him talking to Brianna. He had a smirk on his face, and was obviously flirting with the tramp. You could see it in his eyes. The same look he gets when he talks to me. I walked up to him and put my arms around his waist as a greeting. He took his attention off Brianna long enough to look at me with his golden hazel eyes. He flashed me a smile and continued his conversation.

What a great boyfriend I have. I thought to myself. I love him but as we're together longer he pays less attention to me. I kept my arms on his warm body but looked around the courtyard. I saw couples kissing and talking. One day I want a real boyfriend, and then husband. Maybe I will even have a family one day. Though I feel as if this will never happen because I have the worst of luck sometimes. Unraveling my arms from his body I took a look at him. Tyler had blond curly hair and beautiful eyes. Also a nice body might I add. He's been my boyfriend for three months now. We have been friends since the beginning of the school year. We hung out with the same people and it just happened that we started hooking up. I gave Brianna a long look. Her black hair and pale skin made her look dead. I took Tylers hand in mine and he grabbed it back. I think Brianna saw that I was irritated, because she said her goodbyes and then headed back into the school. I made sure to give her a dirty look as she walked away, hoping she would see it. Even though her back was to me.

Tyler turned to me and wrapped his big muscular arms around my waist. I put mine around his neck, he was about seven inches taller than me so I had to stand on my tip toes.

"Hey babe" he whispered into my neck.

"Hi," I said quietly. I knew that he wouldn't notice I was sad because he never does. He hardly knows anything about me actually. Thats just how we work though, there aren't a lot of feelings involved in his relationship. I stopped hugging him and took his hand again as we walked to the buses. I was never the type to get jealous and I have a lot of friends that are boys, and he doesnt get jealous about that. Since I know hes a player though its harder. Ive never had that reputation, but he always has. Thats my fault for choosing to date him. I knew we werent going to last, but we had a lot of fun together, and I don't want that to be over yet. Our personalities were very similar, we were both rebelius and trouble makers. The entire school staff knows us by name, which is funny to both of us. Sometimes I think that's bad though, because I have no one to bring me back down to earth. We both just feed each other egos and I dont think that's necessarily a good thing. You always read books with the couples that are perfect. I dont really believe in those, but if they exist I would try it.

"Are you coming to the party tonight babe?" Tyler asks me, bringing me out of my thoughts. A party sounds like the last thing I want to do tonight.

"No, Im going to stay at home tonight" I responded monotone.

"That's not like you," He says laughing and running his hand through my hair. Hes right, it's not like me but I just need some alone time I think.

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