Things Change & People Change

Chapter 2~School

        School. A place where we are sent off to spend about seven hours of our day for five days a week. A place where I don’t think I would survive going to everyday if it weren’t for my five best friends. They are my rocks and they help keep me sane throughout every day in this prison-like place. I honestly don’t even know where I would be without them, but luckily I do have them to go through every minute of school with me.

            Delia pulled in and parked in her normal parking spot that is about dead center in the middle of the parking lot. Not too close to the school and not too far away. We all unload out of her car and throw our bags over our shoulders before heading towards the school’s forecourts.

            Everyone that is of the upper class in the social rankings hangs out on the forecourts. They always go to the four blue, circular tables and separate by title. The jocks go to one table and the cheerleaders to another, but they usually end up at the jocks’ table. The rich, popular kids get their own table that has a plaque with their parents’ name on it. Those tables are strictly off limits to anyone other then them. And finally there is the 5’s table.

            Oh! That’s what I forgot. The 5; also known as the five biggest players and bad boys of Westbrook High School. They’ve all been with so many girls that it doesn’t come as a surprise when they have a new one almost every day. They are constantly getting detention and they’re definitely not the kid of people that you would want to mess with. There are never ending rumors of them getting arrest for a variety of reasons and of them being in gangs. But I’ve never been one for believing rumors, especially considering how many rumors have been spread around about my group and I.

            Anyway, The 5 is made up of five guys (who would have guessed). There is Dean Lockwood, a junior and second in command. He’s 5’10” with dirty blonde hair and caramel eyes. Then, Brendon Scott; a sophomore, who’s 5’9 ½” with light brown hair and blue-green eyes. In addition, there is Hayden Moore, a junior; who’s 5’10 ½” with dark brown hair and green eyes. After that, there’s Cameron Marcus; a sophomore who’s 5’8” with strawberry blonde hair and blue-grey eyes. And finally, there’s Trenton Scott.

            Trenton Scott, first in command and a junior. He’s 5’ 11” with light brown hair that’s always in a perfect quiff and blue eyes that are as clear as the sky. He’s the biggest player and bad boy out of all of them. He’s also known for having a bad temper.

            Anyways, my group walked through the forecourts passing all these groups. When passing the 5, we heard five wolf-whistles. Turning our heads to see who they were after now, we saw the five hottest guys in school looking at us. Rolling my eyes, I turn my head and keep walking with my friends right behind me.

            “I’m gonna head to my locker. I’ll meet you guys in first block,” I said, before giving them a quick wave and heading off to my locker. Locker 188… Locker 188… Found it! I twist my lock putting in the combination and after the third attempt, finally open it and began putting books in my locker. When I was done, before I could close my locker, someone closed it for me. I looked up to see none other then Trenton Scott leaning against the locker next to mine. I rolled my eyes before turning and heading off to my first block. As I started walking, I heard someone hastily following after me. Annoyed, I whipped around to face him.

            “What do you want, Scott?” I asked, annoyed. “Whoa! No need to be feisty, but then again, I like feisty,” he replied, giving me his famous smirk. “And to answer you’re question, I want you.” He grabbed my hand and pulled me to him, resulting in me crashing into his chest. “Ugh! No thank you!” I hissed, pushing him off of me and hurried off to my first block, math.