Autumn • Complete

Idiot

"Are you going to be okay?" Fabian asks for what feels like the fiftieth time. Honestly, it probably is.

"Yes! Go back to English, I'm fine!" Fabian finally heads off, and I sit up in the plain white bed. I'm in the medical room, and have been diagnosed with a mild concussion. At least I get out of performing.

"Hey." I look up at my visitor, and find myself staring straight into the bright blue eyes of blondie.

"We were never properly introduced. I'm Christian." He holds his hand out. I'm in a medical bed, and he wants to be introduced to me? People can be so weird. I fake smile and shake his hand, watching his smile reach his eyes and show off his dimples.

"I'm Autumn. Nice to meet you." It actually is, to be honest with myself. He seems like a boy who is popular, but is wasting his time to meet me. If only everyone was like that.

There's a silence for a moment, then an annoyingly pretty girl storms in, a frown buried under her makeup, somewhat distinct under about ten layers of eyeshadow.

"Chris, baby, can we go now?" She whines, shooting me a dirty look and purposefully wrapping her arm around Christopher's waist.

"In a minute, babe. Camille, this is Autumn. Autumn, Camille." I send her an innocent smile, but she just glares daggers at me, dragging Christian out of the room, who gives me a sympathetic smile and mouths 'sorry' as she does. I was going to be nice to her, but now I just can't be bothered. Who cares, anyway, she's just another beauty queen who will forget me when I'm gone.

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Beep!Beep! My alarm wakes my from a peaceful and dreamless sleep, and I sigh, wrenching the covers from my body so I won't drift off again.

I quickly shower, letting the water unknot my muscles, and pull on high waisted jeans and a cropped jumper with jelly shoes. Breakfast consists of a granola bar and orange juice, and I head out of the door as Fabian pulls up in his what looks newly painted blue truck.

"Hey!" I say as I clamber in, smiling.

"Why're you so happy?" He asks, and I laugh.

"Oh, y'know, life!" He laughs again and pulls away from the kerb.

On the way I debate with myself whether or not to ask him, and when we stop at traffic lights I decide to ask.

"So, Fabian, do you know Camille Belacourt?" I ask. I'd found her last night on Facebook, and everything on her page was either a picture of her in a slutty dress and stilettos or her and Christian, or her and a girlfriend.

"Yep. Queen Bee, Miss Popular, girlfriend of Christian Delancey. Why do you ask?" He looks over at me curiously but turns back to the wheel when the lights go a horrible harsh green colour. I rack my brains for an excuse. Come on Autumn, you're a master at lying!

"She's in my PE, and she's really good, so.." He doesn't reply, so I don't know if her believes me or not, but if he thought about it carefully enough he'd realise Dad requested that I don't do PE.

We pull up outside the school and I sling my bag over my shoulder as Fabian opens the door for me, like the gentleman he is.

As I get out and shut the door behind me, a cute little brunette comes running up to us, who I soon recognise as Chloe, Fabian's sweet long-term-girlfriend. Chloe is one of the few people who are actually nice to me.

"You okay, Chlo?" Fabian asks as she reaches us, panting with beads of sweat on her forehead.

"Fight. Courtyard. Christian and Alik. Over Camille!" Her and Fabian run in the direction of the courtyard, and I run after them, my years of running and exercise helping me catch up with them in a few seconds.

There's a large crowd in the courtyard, and we push through, hoping to get a glimpse of the fight. I see Alik limping, blood streaming down his nose, and instinctively hope Christian is okay. I push down the thought and realise that he must've already gotten in a few good shots if Alik is bleeding.

"She's my girlfriend, and you had no right to touch her!" I hear Christian shout. I push more forward, and get a clear view of Camille in front of Christian, shouting at him to stop.

"What happened?" I whisper to Chloe now she's got her breath back.

"Alik hooked up with Camille," she whispers back as Christian pushes Camille away, whose friend Madison pulls her away from the fight as she lands on the floor. Christian throws another punch, but misses, and them suddenly I make a split decision and everything goes slow. Alik goes to throw a punch at Christian and I lunge forward, protecting Christian with my body as Alik's punch hits me square in the face. Soldier down.

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