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School

I woke up to a loud alarm. One I haven't woken up to in about 3 months.

It's the first day of school.

I sat up, rubbing my eyes while blindly searching for my phone to turn the, god awful ,noise down.

I pressed the 'stop alarm' button, and got up off my bed.

I glanced down at my phone, expecting to see a snap chat or text from jorge, but none were there.

I just shrugged it off, walking to my closet and replacing my old basketball shirt with a new one.

I had bought new clothes and pretty mich developed a new sense of style over break.

I used to wear plain t-shirts, with sweatpants and the occasional black jeans.

But I've since thrown most of that stuff out, and donated it.

I reached for the light purple shirt I had, there was a blue flower on it.

I slipped it over my bare chest, and then pulled on some light wash, blue jeans.

I put on some vans, then headed downstairs to eat something.

"Mom?" I asked looking for her. I clicked open my phone, and found there was a message on it from here.

"Had to go to work earlier than expected :( I'm sorry I can't be there for your first day of senior year this morning. We can take pictures when you get back :)"

I sighed, kind of upset she wasn't here. I replied
"That's fine, and okay<3"

I went to the cabinet and looked for cereal.

Fuck. I didn't grab any for myself yesterday.

I shut the cabinet and walked back upstairs to brush my teeth.

While I was up there I threw some gel in my hair, to tame the frizz a little, then walked out the door.

Damnit. Since my mom isn't here the car is gone. I have to walk to school.

I sighed, but pushed past the minor inconvenience, and began my walk. Though it was sort of a run because I didn't want to be late.

The second I got on the property of the high school, I got weird looks.

Some from two girls who regularly used to flirt with me. I would tease them into thinking I'd go out with one of them to get alcohol or weed in return, but I never actually went on a date with either of them.

God I was an asshole.

I just walked along past them, and into the school.

Some of the staff, who stood at the doors just to kind of monitor the front, looked at me weird.

But I didn't really care about them. That shit won't change.  If they respect me I'll respect them.

I walked to my locker, opened it up, and grabbed my binder and a book out of it, throwing my bag in there as well.

But before I could really get any further I was shoved .

My book dropped out of my hand, I looked to who shoved me. Max.

I rolled my eyes, picking the book back up, and waking to my class.

Everyone seemed to pretty much be there already, but I wasn't late because the bell hadn't rung.

I sat down in my usual spot, which I forgot was next to Issac.

But he didn't seem to mind, as he had chosen a brand new seat across the room.

I just plopped my shit down on his desk, and opened my phone.

It was getting kind of weird to not have a text or something from jorge yet.

I swiped over to send him a message on snap.

"Hey bubba, you alright? <3"
I hit send and then swiped back over.
And instead of being met with the usual blue arrow.
It was grey.

Before I could really do much, the Mr. Martin walked in.

"Could everyone put their phone up for me and pay attention to roll call." He said.

I took a deep breath, and placed my phone shakily on the desk.

"Sarah Gulman."
"Here."
"Issac Terrice."
"Hey."
"A 'here' would've done the job. Ian Angel."
"Here."
"Benjamin Krol."
"Here." I said.

"Nice shirt." Issac laughed, causing pretty much everyone to turn their head and look at me.

'Oh holy shit.'
'Molly, is that the guy you wanted to score with?'
'Is he , like, gay?'
'What happened to him over the summer.'

And there wasn't even much I could do about it. So I just sat there, waiting for them to stop.

"Okay. That's enough. Issac please leave the room." Mr. Martin said.

Issac rolled his eyes.
"What I have to be punishes just because he decided to come to school dressed like a girl?" He said, cockiness enriched in his voice.

"Well now you can walk yourself down to the office. Great Job Issac, first day back and you've already done more bad than good." He said.

Issac huffed, and walked out the door, slamming it on his way out.

"Alright, I'm going to start handing out your schedules. And please, when you go to these classes, don't follow in Mr. Angles' footsteps."
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The second the bell rang I checked my phone.

Jorge had blocked my number, my snap chat, and my Instagram.

I was sitting in the bathroom, crying. There wasn't much I could do about it.

I had already messaged xowie , noen, Abby, cayman, none of them had answered yet.

Why jorge? Why? What did I do for you to block me?

It was lunch time, and it had dawned on me that I would have no one to sit with.

So , after standing in line for 20 minutes, I walked around the cafeteria for 4 more.

There was not a single table that was empty. I wasn't going to ask someone if I could sit with them, it's senior year, everyone already had their friend group.

But, before I walked out the cafeteria doors, I locked eyes with Ben.

He stared at me for a second, and then the next tore them away from me.

Then I walked out, pushing open the heavy glass doors and waking to the commons, where I sat and ate my lunch completely and utterly alone.