I don't eat lunch and the simple reason for that is it looks like it's already been chewed and then thrown back onto a plate for the next generation to eat.
Instead I sit at a lunch table that is empty and in the back. Away from humanity while I wait for the boys to get out of the lunch line.
After about 20 minutes I zone out into my own world forgetting I was even in a school cafeteria.
"NIYAH OVER HERE. SIT WITH US!!!" The whole cafeteria goes silent as Ricky shouts at me from across the world. I put my head in my hands to cover my embarrassment and slowly got up. I grab all my stuff and quickly as possible made my way over to avoid the idiot from yelling again.
"What the fuck was that for!" I whisper yell once I get to the table. "I tried getting your attention without yelling but you seemed zoned out." He replied sheepishly while rubbing the back of his neck. I rolled my eyes and tried to make myself physically smaller from all the stares I was still receiving.
Having this many people look at me was very unnerving and made me super uncomfortable. What made my anxiety worse was the fact that the boys weren't the only ones at the table. It was a couple of females as well as what looked to be some jocks.
"Niyah these are my friends Aaron and Timothy. They are on the soccer team with me." Oliver introduced two boys. Aaron had curly hair and wore glasses while Timothy had short hair and beautiful green-ish eyes that read into your soul.
"Nice to meet you guys." I smiled in their direction which they both nod in my direction and smiled back.
"Oh oh my turn. This is my best friend Peyton." Ricky points to a short girl with thick beautiful golden locks and a bunch of tattoos and an Australian accent giving her a badass vibe.
"Oi, you're hot, now I see what Rick here was fangirling about." She winked at me while I tried to contain my profuse blushing.
"As you can tell Peyton here plays for the same team as we do." Ricky explained. I nod and try to avoid her openly assessing my body. "Hey she's mine so stop eye raping her." Ricky huffed out and them two began to bicker like siblings.
There was one more person at the table but no one seemed to introduce her. She didn't seem to care either. "That over there is Lacey. She's pretty cool and just always hanged by us. She's our go to when we need things done such as homework, party invites, or alcohol." Whispered Jayson.
Lacey looked up and smiled at me. " Nice to meet you Niyah. If there is anything you need I'm here to get it." She looked down and continued reading her book. I liked her already.
The whole table started buzzing with conversation and every once in a while I included myself within a specific topic of discussion.
Everyone was having a pretty decent time until Nicole and a few other really pretty females came out of the woodworks. The whole table grew quiet and tense.
"I see you introduced her to your friends so it must be serious. I'm quite surprised to see how much the Martinez boys can switch up over some new pussy." She was loud and everyone hung on to her every word. The girls behind her smiled in satisfactory of my embarrassment.
"Even left your fan girls for this bitch. Her sex must be on a different planet for that to happen. Am I right?" By then I had tears welling up in my eyes but I refused to let them fall.
"Why can't you just leave her alone Nicole. She hasn't done shit to you but here you are causing a scene." Apollo said with a hint of disgust in his voice standing up to her.
"Well for one she's with my ex and two y'all have yet to deny ANY of my claims. So something must be true." She smirked at Apollo before he huffed and sat down.
"I'm still waiting for an answer. Right Jayson?" I looked to him to see him shaking in silent anger. I never seen him this upset. "Nicole if you want to be mad at me then be mad at me. If you want to hurt my feelings then hurt them. But do not put someone innocent in the middle of our problems. That will not fix anything nor will it make me take you back."
I let out a silent gasp once I figured out her ex was Jayson. She looked at him with guilt and hurt in her eyes before glaring at me and storming off. Her army of minions dispersed but not before eyeing me up and down and saying some pretty rude shit to me in the process.
The table was silent and I refused to meet anybody's eyes. Finally after a couple of minutes the bell ringed and I got up quickly and damn there sprinted to my next class. Luckily I had African American history by myself along with music theory by myself.
Using the map I was able to navigate through the halls by myself avoiding the boys and bitch show that seemed to follow them.
My last class was my zoology course which I prayed that the boys didn't endure with me. Instead of the Martinez boys I got four bad boys instead. They looked pleased to see me but trust me I wasn't pleased to see them.
Of course because god likes playing not so funny jokes on his 'favorite' human, there was only one seat left. That of course was in the middle of the four. I love zoology but sitting in this seat is gonna make me hate it.
"Glad to see we can finish our conversation with no interruptions." David said once the class started.
"No talking. Hello I'm Mrs. Carter and I'll be teaching you guys the wonderful way of the world, because today is the first day of school, I don't have much to do so try to mingle and get to know some people in the class."
After she said that, she went back to doing teacher stuff on the computer leaving me to my own misery in the back of the classroom.
"I'll be nice and forget about you disrespecting me earlier. So should I give you my number now or should I give you my address." He's fucking disgusting. What sad lonely female would fall for this prick.
"I'm taken." I quickly lie to attempt to get them to leave me alone. "Oh really? By who babe?" Oh shit. I wasn't expecting for him to question me. I thought he would drop it and leave me the hell alone.
"Peyton?" I offered as more of a question than an answer. The boys all roar in amusement and laughter. "You're a lesbo huh? That shits hot. You and Peyton are definitely invited to my house for a magical threesome." The other white boy says amused.
I gag at that image and shook my head before putting my head down in embarrassment. "Stop playing hard to get and let us have our way with you." I picked my head up quickly looking at the four boys who were indeed staring back at me with pure lust. No thank you, I thought to myself.
As I was about to voice my disgust for them, I was saved by the bell. With quickness I grab my bag and barge into the hallway running straight into Peyton herself.
"Oi, you okay Niyah, you hit me pretty hard there." She ales in concerned but all I could see were the boys looking at me from the door I just slammed open.
"Yeah, I'm fine babe. You're so hot, let's go find the boys." I tried to give a signal using my eyebrows and pitching my voice up an octave.
In return she looked at me in confusion before I latched my hand onto hers and dragged her away. "What the hell was that?" Peyton asked confused. I spent two minutes explaining the hell I went through In my zoo class which ended up with her laughing hysterically.
"You really told them we were dating. Honey you're beautiful but not my type. I prefer tattoos and piercings like me but I'll play the role if it helps you escape their disgusting asses." I smiled and thanked her before finally seeing the other rug rats hanging around the van.
They didn't say anything to me as I hugged Peyton and jogged towards them. Victor smiled at me and asked me about my day while I just shrugged at him not really wanting to talk about it.
He raised an eyebrow suspiciously before glaring into the rear view mirror at the boys. They all looked down kind of ashamed. I wonder what that was about.
Once we got home. I sprinted up to my room and changed into my comfy clothes which consist of basketball shorts and a tank top with some fuzzy house slippers.
I sprawled out on my bed and called my dad and talked to him for a while about my day. One day down and a thousand more to go I mentally told myself.
Can I really survive this?
