Chapter 1: Mesa High.
My locker was 696, great. Now every girl in the damn locker room will start calling me a satan worshiper. Might as well start considering it since I just entered the pits of hell. :) Amazing. Gym was my first class, which I really resent because we have a pool at our school, and next week we start swimming. I'm new to this school. Do I care about what people think of me? Of course I do. Everyone does. If they say they don't, they're lying. People's opinions have a huge impact on another's emotions. I don't have a barbie doll face like the other plastics in this hellhole of a school. I have acne. Lots of it. o i have powder, mascara, eyeliner, blah blah blah. The essentials. If they aren't enough, I'm not enough. Period.
My schedule is gym, english, science, math, lunch, social studies, then art. Thank god for my elective being last. I won't have to end the day terribly. One thing that sucks about this schedue set up is the fact that this blonde, skinny, lame looking loser Kian is in all of my classes. And his last name is Lawley. What kind of last name is that? Huh. Freak. I guess he's a football player or some shit like that, but I can tell you straight up he isn't even close to having 1 little bit of muscle on the scrawny body of his. I guess I shouldn't talk badly about him. I don't even know the guy. But I've heard stuff about this Lawley kid. Not 1 good thing came out of another person's mouth about him. I'll attempt to tal to him tomorrow if I don't suffocate from all this homework.
Chapter 2: Meeting Kian for the first time.
So I guess the boys in gym started swimming today. I saw Kian shirtless. Not bad i must say. It's mostly just bones with a very thin layer of skin, almost being able to see the blood flow perfectly. It's sort of disgusting but kind of beautiul at the same time. He has a very tan skin tone with really bony arms but veiny. It's beautiful. Underneath all the baggy clothes he's a work of art. We made eye contact in gym. He kind of just stared at me. Probably wondering why this fat bozzo is staring at such a beautiful human being. We sit by each other in English, and I said hi. He said "What the fuck do you want gingersnap?" "Okay, blondie, calm your dick. I said hi. I didn't offer sex." After that he called me sassy and we talked through english. He kept asking me about how hot I think he looks without a shirt on. I just punched him everytime he talked about himself, consisting of 30 times through our whole 1 hour and 15 minute chat. We just stared at each other through all of the other periods, except for lunch. We flipped each other off. Now, we're not friends. We probably never will be. I'm the new girl that's hair is red and frizzy and he's the popular surfer boy, even though we don't have a beach in Arizona, he looks like he can surf. That's why I call him a surfer boy. Anyways, I had to take the bus home because Kyel is to high to come get me, and mom doesn't even have a damn car because of him. Kyel met my mom about 2 years ago. While I sat home and babysat, she was out enjoying herself, which is fine, because I waa getting paid. But we never agreed on how I had to explain to the kids that we have a new daddy now. It sucked. But anyways, as I got on the bus, I saw him. I saw him making out with this chick Julia. I had nowhere to sit and we had to go drop kids off, and the driver yelled at me to go sit the fuck down. Everybody was laughing at me. Somebody yelled out "Yo big titty red!" It made no sense but it kind of hurt. then I saw this other kid not sitting with anybody so I stared at him. He knew I was looking straight at him but he turned away. I kept walking when the bus driver yelled once again and the kid just whispered "sit down." I asked him if it's alright with him and he yelled out "JUST SIT THE FUCK DOWN." So I did. What a good day.
