Behind the Chaos

-2. emergencies&zac efron-

chapter 2- Cindy's pov

I'm in a corner, tucked away with the bushes that are prickling my arms, the sound of screams and cheers are almost deafening despite being outside, the only things in my line of vision are these bushes, two blonde girls who for some reason are taking videos using their latest iPhone's, and apparently the basketball team who are, for probably the same reason, whooping and cheering, also I'm pretty sure my arm is bleeding- for what reason, I have absolutely no clue.

I have to shake my head a few times before I become clear on what the frick just happened: it was like an ambush, at first I thought, woah the pizza must be really cheesy today, but then they were running towards me. Or more specifically, them.

My eyes widened and I made a jump out of the crowd as they drew closer. Honestly, I feared for my freaking life, and that's not even a exaggeration. The worst part?

Mr. Narcissist just stood there, with his prideful smirk that seems to be like an extra limb at this point. The screams got closer, and he basically inhaled all of the love people are showering him with, I could just see it travelling higher and higher until it reached his six foot something height and went straight to his brain.

I jump to get a higher view, and it seems the cars are still there, it's been ten minutes and they are still being welcomed. Who are they even? Owners of the school? If that's true I'll run over my own foot, no way would a poor, egoistic excuse of a human being be the owner of such a prestige school, ha! Funny joke.

I have nothing to do with them, heck I don't even know their names, and then the thought of an empty cafeteria filled with pizza pops up. I gotta get out of here. 

I attempt to squeeze out of the crowd through two weirdly large boys, dressed in black who I don't think I've ever seen before. Why don't they budge? I get an arm through but that's as far as I get, and in some seconds, I'm panting. I should really go to the gym. 

I turn back to the safety of the bushes and make a secret prayer, if God can hear me, surely he'll save me otherwise what was the point of Jesus, right?

I lean against the brick wall and think, I gotta go, I need pizza or I will have a mental breakdown. On cue, I see a fallen branch, thick and pointy enough to jab someone with. Perfect!

"Excuse me",

 "out of the way",

 "sorry",

 "it's an emergency",

I make my way through the crowd, jabbing my stick into whoever refuses to comply and slowly (it was a big crowd) make my way out. I finally get past the last red head and take a breath of fresh air in exchange for the sweat and perfume infused air. 

I make my way up the stairs to the main entrance, finally ready to get some pizza after signing in. And with my luck, that is just so, very amazing, the bell rings.

The bell.

Lunch is over.

The cafeteria is closed.

No more pizza.

My smile drops into a scowl and I look back to the crowd that seems to not have heard the bell. I see Mr. Narcissist's face and his stupid smirk only annoys me more. Stupid, stupid narc. Now on my dislike list. I growl at his stupid, sexy face.

I make my way to my locker, still in deep thought about the previous events, I mean, who are they? I know I've only been at Maple Ridge for just about half a year now, on scholarship too so I'm not exactly the most popular, but if they're so famous, then surely I would've heard about them.