I woke up this morning with a killer headache. My head was pounding, like my brain was squeezing out of my skull. I got out of bed and got ready for hell known as school. I wore a white & black striped crop top and black skinny jeans. My black combat boots and my blue & red flannel over the crop top. I skipped down the stairs, grabbed a granola bar and grabbed the keys to my black Chevy Camaro. As I was driving I played "Are You What You Want To Be by Foster the People on my iPhone. I stopped at a red light and felt like something rare was going to happen at school today. I entered our school campus and parked my car. People kept turning heads and stared at me... This day is already off to weird start. I put the code into my locker and headed off to English with Mr.Lance. I put my head down in the mean time everyone got to class.
I hated first days of school. They were boring and unnecessary. Everyone just sits down and listens to teachers run their mouth about school rules and policies, that we all already know, well unless you're a freshmen, but this is my junior year I already knew what was needed to be learned.
I felt someone sit beside me, but I didn't think anything of it.
"Alright class, my name is Mr. Lance and I'm your English teacher. In this class we will be learning about poetry, novels, etc. for your first assignment of the year, I've decided to have the person sitting next to you be your partner for this project. You're gonna read a novel and make a PowerPoint about the author and book. I will give you a paper on what your assignment needs to have and I will walk around the room giving you your book."
I grabbed a pencil from my binder.
"So what's your name?" The boy next to me asked.
I turned to look at him. Oh god, I thought. I knew exactly who that was. It was Westside High Schools bitch of a bad boy, Jack Gilinsky. He had dark brown hair and chocolate brown eyes that burned into your soul. He was 6"0 ft and had a lob sided smirk that could make your eyes roll back to your brain. I snapped out of my thoughts and answered his question.
"My names Anastasia, just call me Stacc though."
"Well Stacc, I really don't feel like reading this book, so you can read it and do the work and I'll just write my name in the PowerPoint. Sound good?" he asked with raised eyebrows.
I looked down at my shoes and smiled.
"Alright dipshit. I'm not like these other people you can just boss around and expect me to automatically do what you want. So I'd watch what you say, unless you want my foot up your ass." His jaw dropped. I could tell he wasn't expecting me to say that, especially to him.
I layed back in my chair as Mr. Lance gave us our book. "The Metamorphosis" read the teacher. "This will be y'all's book. We won't have enough time to complete the assignment in class, so you guys will have to do it at each other's houses." Jack chuckled at the "do it at each others house" part. God he was so immature and already got under my skin.
"So "vibes" my house after school." He said with a wink.
I didn't pay attention to him.
"Aw did I make you upset?" He said putting his hand on my knee and making small circles with his fingers.
I didn't want to give him the satisfaction that I was uncomfortable. That would make me seem weak. So I decided to play his little dirty game. I put my hand around his neck and put my mouth to his ear. "Get your hand off my thigh now." I whispered. He put his other hand around the bottom of my my back/waist pulling me close to his chest. It's like I was straddling him.
"Don't act like you don't like it." He whispered back. I pushed him off me as he smirked to himself.
The bell rung and I was out that class quicker than lightning. I was annoyed. I'd never spoken to him before and he was already playing some sexually frustrated game with me.
||| So let me explain how I look like before we get deep into the story. I'm 5"6 and have electrifying green eyes with straight long dirty blonde hair. (so yeah like Cara Delevingne lol) |||
School passed by pretty quick. I was heading toward my locker when I was tripped into it. I quickly turned around to see the person, only to be face to face with a Jack and his annoying little posse of friends. He winked as he walked passed me. I put the combination in and thought if Jack wants to play this game, so shall I.
He's gonna go through hell. I will make and brake him slowly.
