Our Time

Chapter 1:Me

"Stoppp haha". He throws another paper ball. I try throwing one back and miss .

" That's why you missed!" He smirks that incredible smirk that then turns to a smile, that smile that drives me crazy.

Michelle drags a chair to the back corner of the classroom where I sit and sits beside me.

Paul gets up and leans over my desk eyes staring into mine. He strokes my cheek with his thumb. Michelle rolls her eyes and swats at him with my notebook.

He laughs and sits back down eyes still on me. I pretend I can't tell. She leans in and whispers.

"He's ugly". She says laughing.

" You mean he's not your type,dark as fuck!" Im laughing and she smacks me with the notebook .

"Your mad because its true."pkk

"Shut the fuck up."

The 7th hour bell rings and everyone's racing to their locker.I'm blushing as I walk because his locker happens to right next to mine. I take two steps at a time. I approach my locker as if I don't notice him.

"Ouch." He pinches my butt. Look up at him as if I'm mad and punch his enormous chest. I'm not mad though, I liked it. He laughs, grabs his book bag and walks down the hall. I loose him in the rush of people, the crowd in the hallway. I turn back towards my locker and grab my coat. A thick grey peacoat my mom thinks is huge. "You should've got a pitite." She says every morning when were leaving for school.

        I lock my locker and make my way down the hall  to my best friends locker. She doesn't even notice me. She's staring at him, her exe. And I really feel for her. It was one of those break up makeup relashanships. On and off 8 times. No matter how many times he hurts her she takes him back. But now hes taken by someone who doesn't care about him half as much as she does. Its not fair that whenever he wanted her back she was there,but now that she wanted him back he's with her.

"Hey, I'm leaving".

          She nods and I make my way down the hall.

Down the steps I become mixed with a small group of boys.They all say the same things or talk about the same things. Boys in general, not all but most.

Now a days guys can get anything they want from a girl. A girl who has no morals or self respect. Because she thinks that's the only way she can get a guys attention. And its sad that at the start of every new relationship the first thing I'm asked is are you a virgin. Those are the ones that don't or just barley last.

           That's why I never expect anything  to come out if that relationship. Its just a way to have some one hug on and kiss on without getting emotionally attached because I know it'll be over soon. But I always do. I get so attached it hurts .Especially knowing they'll be on to the next without a second look at me.

   Dodging hug seniors I push my way through the doors and into the cold fall air.Students stand around scattered waiting for a ride or for someone to tell them to leave already.

As soon as I step in the door a am invaded by kids ,lots of em. I have four, sisters one older three younger. And on top of that my mom runs a daycare......in our home. Yep. There's never quiet. Ever. But I'm used to it.  

"Kayla!"

"Kayla!"

"Kayla!"

And so it begins. I push through them. And make my way upstairs to my bedroom. Its my favorite place. Its where I can be alone and focus. I love it.

I open my door to dimley lit room.