Inlove with the popular bipolar

Chapter One-

"Are you alright? Regime?", My friend, Coleen asks. Everyone already knew about Elaine's disappearance. Last Friday, she was like, so emotional and we're actually clueless. We thought it was all about her mom and new stepfather's marriage.

Well, it was true. Her mother came here yesterday and she was like, crying all the way while we just ignored her because it was her fault anyway. I felt bad, though, everyone does. And they're actually helping to find for her.

I choked out a sob, Coleen and Rachelle is my only hope right now. After Elaine did disappeared, others left our group and seeemed so affected. They said they can't just stand anymore without her appearance. But I was so determined that we will find her sooner and everything's all back to normal.

"Regime? Stop it. Why're aren't you even getting tired of crying? And you seem like you're not running out of stock of tears", Rachelle tries to joke. But I ended up crying to her shoulder and rub my face against her. I hear her scowl since I knew it was her new forever 21 dress, but she sighs and rubs my back in circles to comfort me.

The canteen was starting to fill up students, I rubbed my eyes quickly and took a bite of my chicken sandwich. Coleen started to talk about her new dance class while Rachel gossips around the room, time went fast forward and I just gone with it quick.

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It was our last subject and I headed towards my locker, taking my book.

Getting all done, I slammed the door shut, when I glanced through the hallway to see the popular's make their way through the crowd, who actually create a big wide space for them to pass. They were like in the red carpet, all of those students who fell for their trap are their slaves. I huffed, and tied my hair in to a pony tail.

Then, I felt it loosing quickly. I turned around to see Joseph, my bully, smirks and stepped directly at my face. "You look all shit when you tied it." He brushes my cheeks with his calloused fingers. Don't get me wrong, this guy was the second player of the school. He almost banged all the female population in out school. Well almost, I'm the last one standing.

He flicks my blue band like disgusted with it and gave me his charming smile which did look good but I'm not so swooning. "You look better with your hair down.."

I tried my best not to blush and gave him a blank look. "Since when did you became a hair expert for girls? Joseph Smith?" I simply question, not forgetting to emphasize the 'for girls ' and added a fake smile.

His jaw clenched, hearing his full name. "It's Seff, Regime Valentine". He spats out, pissed off. I just ignored him and passed through the crowded way, making ahead to my art class.

Before I could reach for the door handle, Steffany and her minions blocked my way and started giggling like a bitch they really are.

"Oh? How's Elaine? I'm sure she's all goner right now." She said with her high pitch tone. I swear, If I were her ears, I'd do a suicidal mission.

Clenching my fists, I nearly grabbed her jaw and spit on her face. But I need to calm down before I say hi to detention. Mrs. Cellia wouldn't be hesitating to call my mom who's gonna ground me for my eternal life.

Instead of making a comeback, which I'm known that I'm really good at it. I purposely pushed her aside and entered the half filled class and sat at the middle corner near the window. I took my pencil and art materials and waited for the class to start. Mr. Brooke came then, the young professor who's currently being swooned by the bimbos, started to discuss about arts.

"I'd like each one of you to draw a place where you think it's special for you, come here in front to explain why. I'll give you thirty minutes, and that starts now".

I quickly rushed to open my sketch pad and took my pen. I stopped in the middle of my trance and thought, where?

I chewed on my lip, nearly breaking the pen I was holding when the door slammed open. "Sorry Mr. Brooke, I'm late." I heard Joseph's familiar cocky voice echoes the room, raising his pass card along with his friends. Soon, Kyle Treyson appeared with a smug, his usual jet black hair spiked up in arrogance and his brown eyes, boringly stares at the annoyed teacher.

"Okay. Whatever, come in before I Rip this pass and fail your grades." He warns. Unaffectedly, the boys went to the back of the class, which is the back of my seat. I began cursing, looking at my peripheral vision to see a presence beside me.

"Oh hey Regime! What are you drawing?" Drake's head, popped in my side to look at my pad which is still empty. He snickers, "No way, you must draw", he says. I cocked my brow, and ignore their presence anyways. To my surprise, Kyle sat beside me, slamming his book in the desk and looked at me.

"What?" He hissed.

I gulped at his darker eyes, which looks scarey but at the same time, sexy when I stared at his face which is my first time to see this close. His nose were slightly pinched and scrunched up. His lips were twitched in a scowl form and he had those freckles scattered on his nose. He looks unexplainably handsome and I swear, he's gonna win the title of goddess of handsome. Why? Aphrodite was goddess of beauty right?

"Done staring?" His low deep voice snapped me out. I felt embarrassed at how I obviously stared him and blushing, looked away to my pad.

For some reasons, I drew some familiar park which is I did very rough and started sketching in easily. I did my best to copy the view I always see whenever I was on top of the hills.

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"... This place always reminds me of where I met a guy who became my first boy best friend." I smiled, looking at the piece rough draft and continued. "First friend whom I call Lee because he said he doesn't want to give his real name, or maybe he was trying hard to say it", Some chuckled at this. "We were seven at the same age that time and we're so close to each other. Every weekend, I always ask my other best friend", I stopped, stiffened as I mention her name. "Elaine who always like to go with me. And to mention this is the place we became friends."

Everyone was so silent, watching as my voice go lower in pain. "And this is the place where Lee, also says he's going away. And here, I usually go whenever I feel bad sometimes." I even let out a force chuckle. "For some reasons, I'm never going here again. And for the last time, I'll take this as my special place, It's going to be just, a memory."

The whole room went to deafening silence. It's my first time to participate in class activities and have confidence to voice out in the front where everyone is looking at me, I might add, weirdly.

Mr. Brooke smiled as he signed it and put a huge A on it. A silly grin went on my face as I go back on my sit where the boys are teasing me. I noticed Kyle was so silent, over unusual for the jerk but he really is so bipolar.

"I knew it. She took me as inspiration to do it. Dammit." Joseph groans, and pecks my cheeks. I glared at him and disgustingly wiped in with my sleeves and continued working on my art.

It just ticks me, Why is Kyle so quiet?