𝗱𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗻 🌧 <𝗺𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶> ✅

"fuckin' loser."

we're all so desperate to be understood,
that we forget to be understanding.

kairi

"fuck!" alvaro yelled as he checked his schedule for his next class. "what's the matter?" i asked, wrapping an arm around his waist to see if he was okay. "my german teacher isn't here, and i had her last year, she was so much fun. you would really like her. she's hilarious." he told me.

i felt bad for him. "sucks for you, but at least you get a free period." i told him, trying to look on the bright side. "oh whatever you bitch." he rolled his eyes, slipping his phone back into his jacket pocket.

my phone rang, reminding me to go get a bottle of water from the cafeteria and take his pills. "gotta go, i'll see you at lunch, right?" i asked, alvaro nodded. "yeah, see you soon." he replied. i kissed his cheek before going down the hall, yelling an 'i love you!' to which alvaro responded with a 'love you more!'

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8, 9, 10, 11- "kairi!" i stopped when i heard my mathematics teacher yell my name. i was just in the middle of counting the number of times this bird flying outside of the window flapped its wings.

"if you could pay attention to the video playing, that would be great dude." mr. garrett told me. i apologized quietly. "sorry about that. that bird is just really cool." i replied, turning my attention back to the whiteboard projecting a video about this funny-looking character showing us the topic of math we would be talking about today.

even with the classroom being dark, i could feel someone's eyes on me. i turned my head to see that boy from earlier staring dead into my eyes. i felt a little freaked out, and shifted a bit in my seat. my eyes trailing down his neck at his tattoo.

i could see the fancy quote in ink on his chest because of his see-through shirt. he clenched his fists up making me look away quickly, maybe if he stared at me longer, my head would blow up. i bit my bottom lip before wrapping my arms around my waist and holding myself.

he was a little scary. not gonna lie.

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"what's his name again?" my friend robert asked as we swung our hands up and down, him looking back over at me as we walked past the gym.

"i don't know, i told you rob. he's just scary, really intimidating too...i bumped into him by complete accident and it's like he has a fricking thing against me or something." i told him.

"maybe he's just one of those people who hate school. it's not like you meant to do it. just ignore him, and if he ever tries anything. just tell us and we'll beat his ass for you." robert told me. kissing my cheek softly.

i rubbed my face as the halls emptied slowly. i suddenly felt really tired. that's the side effects my pills have. yet, i need to take them. i really have no choice which sucks.

"fricking pills," i said under my breath, putting my locker code in and opening it. going into the small ziploc bag my mom packed for me. opening the small box that said "thursday, 1 pm."

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i was tired. i was absolutely done. i was exhausted physically, and mentally of this boy looking at me. i'm glad that it was just little glances now. and not full-on staring. but there was absolutely nobody behind me so it's obvious it's me he was looking at.

the whole class was busy working on this worksheet for the upcoming test we had which was next week, i also didn't like that we had a test on the first whole week of school.

i tapped my foot steadily before the boy pushed his chair back, standing up and walking to the corner of the room to the counter, i'm guessing he was sharpening his pencil because why else would he just be standing there.

i almost snapped my own neck when i saw my big red pencils lead snapped...are you actually serious...? why universe, why me.

and why was he taking so damn long sharpening a tiny pencil? this whole paper thing was due at the end of class, we only had a few minutes left. and apparently, we can't use pens, which is the only thing i have left in my pencil case.

i didn't wanna, but we weren't supposed to talk while doing this. it's better if i just sharpen my pencil now. i stood up, walking over to the corner of the room and standing far behind him.

i watched as he kept turning the pencil sharpener on and off. it was so stupid, he was taking his sweet time which was really pissing me off.

"excuse me?" i asked quietly, to not draw too much attention to me and get myself in trouble. i repeated myself again, louder this time. getting annoyed when he didn't even flinch.

"are you alm-"

"jesus christ, i hear you. i'm just choosing to ignore you," he replied, quietly but rudely. i made a face as he said that, "well you don't gotta be so rude about it..." i said after a few seconds. i didn't like how he was being so mean after i was being so polite and just asking a simple fricking question.

"it's not nice to ignore someone. you should at least be kind about it," i mumbled, expecting him not to turn around and answer.

"i can do whatever i want, it's my life, and i don't give two shits about your feelings. especially since you're one of those sensitive people who takes everything like a damn baby. go away, sharpen your pencil some other time." the boy snapped. turning back around and continuing what he was doing.

i was about to take his advice and walk back to my seat before hearing him mumble. "fuckin' loser," i turned back around. kicking his foot before he turned around, "what do you not understand!-"

"boys! the two of you go back to your seats or you're both getting detention after school." mr. nicholas yelled. i played with the eraser of my pencil as he shouted. "but he-"

"mr. polibio it's your first day. so i am trying to be nice. but if you don't sit down in the next two seconds, i will write your name up." our teacher said sternly. i secretly hoped he would talk back so i could finally learn his name. "write his name up-he's the one being annoying-"

"that's it. detention for both of you," he said. my eyes widen, before quickly scrambling back to my seat and pushing my chair back to sit down. he looked over like he wanted to kill me, snapping his pencil in half. "mr. polibio, back. to. your. seat." he basically yelled.

i put my head down, seeing mr. nicholas write down my name. "kairi cosentino." before writing "mattia polibio" under it. "wow." i whispered under my breath.

i guess i can just work on this paper after class now.

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gonna get on schedule and post three new chapters this week :)