Stings Like A Bitch (Book 2)

Stanford University

The sunshine brightens up the room with its orange beams, I remember closing the curtains before I went to bed last night, maybe Hunter must of forgotten that our side of building catches the sunrise early in the morning. His still asleep in his bed across our room facing his back towards me with his bed sheets stopping at his neck while his pillow is over his head blocking the sun. By surprise  my alarm clock on my night side says its six o'clock the time I usually  get up ready for the day. Hunter isn't a morning person so while I go to the local university gym that's across from our building and then shower; his just gotten up. "Good Morning!" I say in a cheerful voice. "Oh please do shut up" Hunter's voice sounded dazed as he rubs his face with his hands making his skin move in ways there not suppose to. "Late night?" I ask  putting on a  T-shirt over my head.  "Yeah, you should of been there; it was lite in there" he gets off his bed and into the bathroom we both share. When Hunter use's lite in terms of awesome; you know something went down at the party. "oh yeah? Maybe next time" I always say but he knows better. I've only been to the school Brats party once in my first term. They have them every Friday, like its a ritual for everyone;  that is needed to do before Monday arrivals. Hunter tie's his long black hair into a high bun. "See you in Economics today?" We usually sit in the second row at the back but considering we couldn't hear the teacher, I would come in early to save us a spot in the third or fourth row in the front and then about five minutes into it Hunter would sitting in the spot in between Charlie and Hannah. "Yeah of course see you then" I close the door behind me with my backpack on my back and my hoodie on; to try hide my face from Lisa and her friends. I usually take the long way around to get to History class to avoid them but today wouldn't be that easy as I would be late if done so;  I take a chocolate croissant bun and a black coffee on they go from the cafeteria that is free for all students at the University. History class is around the corner from the library where Lisa sits outside in her blue skirt; her two low pony tails sit on her shoulders. "Hey there dork!" she points at me as I walk past; her purple highlights in her hair seems more brighter then I've remembered it. I ignore her taking a sip of my coffee. "Aee where are you going so fast?" Daisy stops my tracks and knocks my coffee cup that makes me jump with the hot burn of liquid that slides inside my top. I feel the coffee drip down my legs and onto my socks. "What the hell is wrong with you!" Daisy's lips ring moves as she laughs like a child. "Looks like someone peed his pants" Lisa comes and tags on my wet jeans. "Oh fuck off!" I say under my breath not daring to say it out loud. "Did you say something?" Daisy tilts her head. "Come on Girls, I'm getting bored here" Fiona says standing behind me. Daisy's pink plush hair bounces in a bob turning away and then Lisa giggles while nodding her head as Fiona follows them behind with books in arms against her chest; Her Hazel eyes glance my way as we lock eyes for a second giving me a small smile but it breaks as Lisa screams her name out sending her running to Daisy's side. Not long before I reach to History class the teacher writes something on the bored and everyone gets there notebooks out and laptops as I take a sit in the eighth row were Max waves his hand to sign he saved me a sit. It wasn't hard to found him considering his the only darkest person in this room.  "What happened to you?" Max whispers as he takes his white notepad out of his backpack. "Ex's" I shrug my shoulders as if it hasn't gotten to me. "Damn, what a bitch don't worry if it makes you feel better it hardly looks like you peed your pants" He holds his laugh in by covering his mouth with his hands but then breaks when Hannah gives me one of her jumpers that writes **I'm a Happy Unicorn**  Hannah and her Bloody Unicorns lately; ever since Sabrina transformed into one she's obsessed with them. "Thanks but no thanks" I give the jumper back as Hannah nods  that makes her hazelnut hair  in loose plaits swing at her bare stomach showing off her rainbow belly ring.  "Roman Culture 753 BC" The teacher finishes writing on the board with his name Will Fisher. His bold head shines as he talks through the class with his brown strip suit that reminds me of Mr. Bean matching his right mole on his cheek and his large nose. The class takes half an hour once Will Fisher dismisses us, Hannah and Max are joined at the hips with there arms around each other walking in the hallways beside me. I get embarrassed when they share public affection that makes me feel like I am an out caster walking along with them; that l  will make any excuse to escape it. Hannah starts kissing Max on the cheek a couple of times like a fish. "I'll see you guys later, Got Band Class" It wasn't a lie; Band class is highly important if I wanted to become a performer. I don't necessarily know what I want to do for my future but I have few idea's and if one doesn't work at first I'll go with the second choose and then my third option if neither work out. Max's nods his head making is blond tips in his brown hair fleck up as he does a lazy wave; heading the opposite way with Hannah in the hallway. It takes me about twenty minutes to get to Band Class where Leo Confetti finishes setting up his music notes in front of him with a music stick in the air thinking hard as all the students take a sit in there usually places. I usually play the drums but all the instruments are sorted out in different places in front of our chairs. "Excuse me Sir...I mean Leo, Where's my flute?" Amanda puts her right arm up in the air in confusion matching some peoples expressions on there faces. "You are all very talent, I know this very well and so do you, I don't need to remind you this; so to challenge you all this semester, I've selected you all a different instrument." He walks up my end out the room with his shiny black shoes clicking. "You will pair up with the person who knows how to play it and you both will teach each other by the end of this; I expect a performs from the both. This will go into your scores by the end of the year" He walks the other way facing his back to me and then stops fixing his glasses that is on the edge of his thin nose. Some people cheer and others don't say much but get straight into it picking up what's in front of them; getting a good hold of them. There was no drums in front; nor anything else but music note of the ABC's In tones. "Sir Leo, where's mine?" Leo's body jumps in surprise and his face creates three fine line of his forehead. "Arr.. Yes because yours isn't one that can be moved very easily" He swings his arms like jolly Christmas had arrived early and then points to the black shiny piano in the corner of the room. Leo pats me on the back as I take a sluggish sit and press my hands against the keys in a doom effect. "That's it, get a feel for it!" Leo smile's showing his set of teeth walking away to another student. I put the music notes on top of the piano while playing free hand with my right hand. "You're doing it all wrong" A soft female voice says behind me. "Fiona, you play this?" She stands with drums stick in her right hand crossing her arms, she pose's as if she angry but then she wears a smirk on her pink lip gloss lips. "Yeah, I use to play drums in like sixth grade so I should be alright" The dimples on both sides of her cheeks makes my knees jelly and my palms gathers sweat that I wipe them on my pant grabbing my knees and pinching them to wake them up. "Sixth Grade is a well back, you sure your not wanting to get better at it" I say politely. Fiona always plays it playful in a sweet teasing way but despite the teasing and cruel pranks when she's with Lisa; she's quite an okay person. "Whatever to get that high mark right" Not a question but I nodded my head in agreement. Fiona takes a sit beside me putting her drums sticks on top of the piano ledge and put's the music paper on the dash bored. "Here" She grabs my hand and place's it onto the first key to my left. "This is a high pitch" She pressed the key. Our two fingers lifts up and pressing another key on to the right. "This is the low pitch" She gives me a smirk; I push her hand off of mine as a laugh escapes. "No shit, I know that" I lightly push her shoulder sending her a sway but her hands remain on the piano keys like a pro. "Good, so your not a complete loser then" she laughs lightly itching her left cheek. "ha, ha" My voice sounding sarcastic. "Show me something new on the drums?" Fiona says taking the drum stick shaking her head and air drumming the sticks that makes her red fringe shake free. They way she imitates a drummer makes it feel like all drummers look like a person on speed. "right first stop doing that" I say trying to get the sticks out of her thick fingers. "Why, don't you like this!" She pouts  her bare thin lips and then squeaks her left eye shut. "Your going to have a heart attack; relax" A laugh escapes as I snatch one of the drum stick out of her hand and the other drum stick she tries to hit my head with it but I duck away sending me off the edge of the chair. "Did you want to do practice together some other time besides in class?" I try not to sound nervous but It had failed me. Fiona lightly giggles grabbing her backpack. "Sure; I've got Tuesday free, You've got my number" Not a question but I answered it anyway. "Yeah" Remembering First term that seems so far away from now. Throughout the class Fiona and I played around with our instruments; not caring if it was to loud of a high pitch or that we were from two different worlds.