CHAPTER 3
We pulled into the parking lot blaring “Hokus Pokus” by ICP(Insane Clown Posse). Which i mean it's one of the best songs ever. We parked i grabbed my shades and made sure my black lipstick didn't need to be reapplied. “You look fine” Grayden said getting out. I stuck my tongue out at him and grabbed my bag and leather jacket after getting out.
“Oh look who it is. It's the bipolar bitch” The guy I hated the most out of this whole entire school, Chad. I hate him because he made fun of my mom for being related to my family. He even said something about my aunt taylor.
I hummed to myself as I pushed the glasses up to the top of my head. “ I thought I was supposed to be invisible to you, Chadrick.” I smirked knowing he hated being called by his first name. “ You wanna fight, cock sucker!?” he yelled back like it was a threat. He started walking towards me and I stepped to the other side, letting an 8' wrench slip into view. He immediately backed off. I smiled knowing i won. I put the tool back in my car and walked with Grayden into the courtyard.
“Why do you do that trixy?” grayden said biting his nails. “Becuase im looking for a reason to kick his ass” He nodded at my answer and spotted his boyfriend and as loud as he possibly could yell “ DADDY!!!!” as he ran to his junior year boyfriend. I rolled my eyes and walked passed them kissing. It doesn't bother me but I don't like seeing people kiss in public.
I walked to my locker and dropped off a few things for classes so I had a reason to walk all the way out here so I could smoke. I never got caught smoking because one, it was cbd and two, I used it for my bipolar disorder, it calms me down so i dont go off and kill someone because of it. Girls whispered, “ did you know that a guy likes her?” “yeah, i heard he's only heard stories about her. And he's only been here for a week.” I rolled my eyes. I decided to ignore them, not into tea being spilt. I grabbed my box of gum and walked to the library, im an aid in there for first and second. We barely got any one that checked out books. They were always in there to fuck off or to finish papers. I got everything up and running and pulled out my MacBook Pro, and started drawing. I was working on one of my OC’s.
