My Childish Romance

chapter 1

Evelyn's P.O.V

Hi welcome to my hell, I'm Evelyn Giles, consider me your tour guide. By the previous thought i meant welcome to my high school where i will still be trapped for the next 4 and a half years.

I seriously hate Mondays.If mondays were personified i'd bludgeon them to death with a rusty spoon. I scuff my boots off the pavement as i reluctantly walk through the gates. the usual crowd of dodgy smokers hand around near by, puffing away like they think nobody will ever notice. A couple of days from now they'll all just disappear from there without warning as they will all be suspended. I push my way past the squealing popular girls that crowd the student entrance. they look at me with their noses in the air and their eyes filled with disgust. Even Jess, who i used to consider a friend. I just keep on walking. the sporty guys and the ned-ish guys all stick near the popular girls and shout insults when they see me. i shrug them off. in the mornings , nobody ever does anything. they insult but dont physically harm so crappy as mornings are, that's my upside.

I wander around in the corner of the library, like i always do. I pretend to be busy, looking for a book. im not today though. my mind wanders back to when i would be downstairs at the door with Jess and Emily and the others. When librarys were just plain lame and there was never any thoughts wasted on reading when they could be about new pauls boutique jackets or the latest crush. That was when me and Jess were best friends. We used to joke a little about stuff, acting somewhat like lesbians and we both were clear it was just a joke around. but then Emily showed up and decided we should play truth or dare. some how i was dared to kiss Jess but we both refused. Thats when Emilys boyfriend shoved me and i tripped, taking Jess to the ground with me. the way we fell, the way my hair covered our faces, we looed like we were making out. Then the rumors started, Jess got sick of me and how i've changed because i gave up on pretending to like what they did to keep friends. i know how judgemental they are. I was too but never s much as them. I kinda miss them sometimes, but thanks to them everyone thinks im somesort of mutant, goth, lesbian, freak. im not though. Even if i was it isnt they're buisness. just cos i prefer black veil brides to justin bieber.

A pain on my skull brings me back to reality. Great , they're throwing books at me now. I turn rubbing my head.

"sorry! i... wasnt paying attention" his voice was low but sweet. He bent down to bick up the book and i took a step back. An accident? well maybe it was, he isnt someone i know. or i know has assulted me before rather. " are you alright?" he asks. his hazel eyes look straight into my blue eyes.

"im fine" my eyes flit away. im not so great with direct eye contact.

" okay, sorry." He says, raking his free hand through his cool blue hair. A rather bold colour to dye it considering it was quite long. his roots are showing just a little, dark brown. i definaitly dont reconize him but he looks like he's in my year. i sudenly realised i just spoke to someone i didnt know and they were nice to me. wow. The registration bell rigns and i head to my class.

I make it to 4th period with much bother. The odd paper plane thrown here, the common insult there. I dont talk much to most people since i recently got rapidly de-ranked from social butterly to nigel-no-pals. I still have a couple of friends but im not in many of their classes. Except Carrie. She's a cheerful girl but is also exiled from the popular crew. She never said so but i can tell she used to be one of them aswell. We get along well and are into similar music so we have something to chat about. One of the reasons Jess started ignoring me was because she didnt like Carrie. I really couldnt care less nw though, im free.

I sit in my ussual seat in english. the one with Carrie on my right and an empty desk on my left. i have all 3 of my friends in this class, which isnt a lot but i dont need lots of friends i just need real ones. Oh and my twin bro of course. Im acctually a few hours older. I dont want to bother him too much at school though.