freaks ; c.hood

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SATURN HART -

being a newbie at a school that was full of girls who wear clothing that only cover their boobs and vajayjay and jocks who only cared about girls and sports was kind of intimidating. in my old school, everyone wore the same clothes and same style. if someone didnt, we didnt make fun of them. we just wouldnt care.

i wish that people in this school didnt care about me. once i arrived here, everyone looked at me like i lived on a different planet from somewhere else.

which was probably saturn.

get it? because it's my name? okay i'll shut up.

it was weird that all the cliques rejected me, even the emos. i thought i'd fit in with them, guess not. the teachers didnt even introduce me to the class. right when i arrived in their class, theyd look me up and down and direct me to my seat.

it seemed like everyone hates me here. and thats why i am currently sitting alone during lunch, by a garbage can. at least the garbage can and i both have something in common, were both full of fucking trash.

instead of looking like a complete idiot looking lonely while eating my nutella sandwich, i grab my earphones and put them on. i scroll through my music and pick a song and just eat my sandwich and listen to the artist's voice.

and i've been doing this for a few minutes now. when the song finishes, what makes you beautiful by one direction comes on and i quickly drop my sandwich and whip out my phone trying to pick a song before it was too late.

i love one direction and all, but once you start listening to the most over played song of theirs, you cant help but listen to the whole song and do screamo covers of it. i settle with an all time low song and sigh in relief.

i then feel a presence beside me and i turn to my right, seeing someone with dark brown hair with a blonde streak, olive skinned guy sit by me. i take off one of my earphones and raise my eyebrow in confusion.

"um...hi?" i questionably say. why would he sit by me? i wouldnt sit by me. i was a complete loser sitting by a garbage can for fucks sake. he doesnt answer me. he just looks me in the eyes for quite a while. i think he realizes that and clears his throat, smiling.

"hi, im calum." he says, but in the middle of it his voice cracks. i couldnt help but start laughing. it sounded like a whale giving birth in those few seconds he spoke. his cheeks turn red.

"you're so fricken cute you just made my day" i say. i realize i told him that he's cute but i couldn't help it, he really is with his cheeks all red with embarrassment.

"what's your name?" he asks me. oh here we go, i bet he'll pull a joke on my name like everyone else who knows my name. fucking great.

"i'm saturn." i say. his eyes seem to light up, i didnt understand why.

"that's a really pretty name." calum says, smiling sheepishly. i chuckle and murmur a thank you to him. no words were said as we continuted to look into each others eyes. i like his brown eyes. it's those kind of eyes you cant stop looking at and slowly you start to feel-

"AYE, LOOK! IT'S THE NEW FREAK AND THE OLD FREAK HANGING OUT TOGETHER! WHAT FREAKS!" a guy whos seated in i guess what was known as the "populars table".

i hear everyone start to laugh at us. my cheeks turn red from all the attention. i look to the side and see three people sitting on a table looking at calum and i, but not laughing. in fact, it looked like they were frowning.

calum glares at the person who yelled out that rude sentence, but all the guy does is put his hands up like he was surrendering and turns back at his group.

not wanting any more attention from anyone, i throw my sandwich away and gather all my stuff and zip it all in my backpack.

"why did they call us freaks? thats so fucking rude." i ask trying not to sound like wimp. i didnt like the attention we just received. i will never understand how someone can be so rude like that to anyone. i turn to calum and see him give me a sad smile.

and the last words he tells me before the bell rings makes me realize that i'll never be treated good in this school for as long as i stay here.

"welcome to our school, saturn. youre now labeled as a freak, like me."

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dont yell at me i think it'll get less boring soon.