The other half of Josh

Chapter 11- She was too busy ooging over your face

The first part of my school day was somewhat boring, just maths and science and English and... well that just about says it all. Nothing happened and now, as I walk to the canteen, I just wish I could just go home. There are people everywhere, annoying people. 

I walk past a group of girls, all with short skirts and fitted coats, all with there hair tied up in high ponytails with a bow on the top. This is the group that people have nicknamed "the slut group". All of them are best friends and all about as worse as each other when it comes to boys. They can't say no, that's their problem, I kind of feel sorry for them sometimes, but then I remember who I am, and who they are. 

On the opposite side of the corridor is a mixed group of people, the boys are in football kit and the girls are in netball kit, they are the popular side of sports. Always at a game, whether it's football, rugby, netball, badminton, they are always there. People love their team spirit and I swear they have never lost a game. Still, they are slightly annoying and I have found them boasting about there athletic builds on more than one occasion, they talk to everyone and are extremely open about there problems.

Before long I come across the next main group of people, four girls. This group has the nickname of "geek squad." They are four of the most "hung up on education" type people you will ever meet. They are always taking notes, always doing extra school work, always talking about the future and what they need to do to become what they want. In some ways I admire their determination, sometimes I envy it, and sometimes I see no point in it. Despite their narrow view on life, (I mean, education isn't everything, you can't pay bills like you can write a 5000 word essay, you can't raise a child like you can solve a maths equation, you can't have fun if you are constantly wanting more of your life. What if they end up without the job they've always wanted? they're going to live life constantly craving something more, and thats not right.) But anyway, despite their narrow veiw on life, they are actually decent people, so I smile at them as I walk past, they smile back.

As I reach the canteen, a group of four girls walk out, linked armed. They take up nearly all the space in the corridor and don't  move for anyone. This group is the girl equivalent to "the 3" (Josh, Finley and Ethan) Except the girls arn't so nice. Rebecca, Daisy, Ella and Sophia. Rebecca is the shortest, with golden-brown hair and grey eyes, most boys would call her "the perfect girlfriend." If they were looking for a more stable relationship they would go to her. Little do they know, she's a total bitch to girls she dislikes, Vicky once got on the wrong side of her, and it wasn't a pretty ending. Daisy is a mid-height dirty blonde, who is apparently almost perfect in body shape and face, she has sky blue eyes. Yet she cakes on her make up and hasn't got the nicest tongue, she is constantly spitting swear words and using bad grammar. She also has no self respect, she will do anything to get the guy she likes. Ella is the bitchiest of the lot, and also the girl Harry likes, she's never been anything but rude to him so I have no idea why he likes her. She has blonde hair and green eyes. She's the sort of person who is lovely to your face, but as soon as you turn your back, she starts her evil social murder game. Sophia is the slut, essentially, I don't think I can say much more about her, apart from the fact that the only guy she hasn't hooked up with is Josh, and apparently she's been chasing him since the start of the year.

They sashè past me and I side step around them, my back squished against a row of lockers. I walk through the double doors to the canteen and stop, glancing around the area, wide eyed. I told Harry and Vicky to meet me here today, and can't find them anywhere. I glance down at my phone and see a text from Vicky, I don't have to open it to know she's not coming. I don't move, not sure what I'm meant to do.

A heavy weight drops on my shoulder and I scream slightly, before realizing Josh has placed his arm around my shoulders, I sigh with relief, thank god it's him.