The Diary of Aquiles: The Doors Of Death

Chapter II: Lockdown With A Side Of Monsters and Embarrassment.

I take it back, 7 painful periods..here I don't come! It's not like I had a say, so there I sat in my 4th period Math class, doing absolutely nothing. I sighed and stared at my messy notes, the words squiggling around like worms. It wasn't like I understood a single thing that was going on, that's what happens when you're diagnosed with ADHD, Dyslexia, and well, anger issues. The teacher stopped speaking, then I realized that she was looking straight at me. 

"Evan, would you like to tell me what I just explained?" She sternly asked,  looking at me with disappointment.

I swallowed hard, "Y-You were talking about...Math..." I said, on the top of my head. I mean, was I wrong?

"You're gonna have to do better than that." She tapped her pencil on the board.

"Right.." I glanced down at my notes, which simply seemed to get blurrier by the second.

"I'm disappointed in you." She clicked her tongue and looked away. I'm disappointed in me too, I thought to myself. I huffed, ignoring the looks of amusement as I pulled out my diary. I didn't know what I intended to do with it, but soon enough I was sketching away. By the time I was done and packed up, the bell went off, but I still glanced at the clock to make sure. Soon enough all the students were gone, leaving just me and her. 

"Come to my desk." She motioned with her hands. I nodded and walked over to the chair, just before I was about to sit, she interrupted me.

"Stand." She snapped.

I flinched a bit, looking down shamefully. Suddenly, she clapped in my face, 

"Eyes up here." She insisted.

I glanced up at her, "Yes?" I said softly, anger boiling inside me.

"You've been giving us trouble." 

"I-I have?" I frowned, trying to wrap my head around whatever the heck she was talking about.

"Yes, and it's very disappointing." She tsked.

I didn't know what else to do besides nodding my head. I had no clue what she was talking about, how was it any of my fault? Even after numerous complaints from my mom, she continued to ignore my disorders. I didn't really know what to think anymore, should I be angry at her or myself?

"You need to get it together, or I will call home." She threatened.

"Great, have fun dealing with my mom." I blurted.

"Excuse me?" She hissed, but before I could say something stupid again, her next class had walked in.  I smirked as soon as I turned around, but I was sure it was gonna come back to hit me later. Right when I passed the door, I started to run, heading towards the cafeteria. However, I slowed down my pace when a teacher walked past, glaring at me.

"S-Sorry ma'am" I squeaked, and as soon as she was gone, the thought of running again popped into my head. Unfortunately, two hands went past my shoulders and slammed into a locker, it was Jade. You might be thinking, bullies?  Not really, she was more of a friend, she just loved teasing me. 

That probably wasn't descriptive, lets try that again, her name was Jade Tarron, she had red eyes, dark brown hair, and a scar that ran down her eye (I'll get to that later). Along with her intimidating looks, she wore a green Camo jacket, a midnight blue t-shirt, and blue jeans. However, past her constant teasing and tendency to embarrass me, she was a friend, someone who would pretty much burn the school down for you, as surprising as that was. If anyone in our friend group was down or was being picked on, she'd be there. She was literally the older sister of the group if you thought about it, not just because of her height and strength, but her personality. Honestly, I'd rather be embarrassed than not be her friend, aside from her sisterly love, she had her own issues, but that's a story for later. 

I gulped as she gave me no chance of escape, so I darted my eyes to the side, her eyes could be...pretty intense. She didn't really react, she simply smiled at me as if staring into my soul, 

"Hey Dork." She grinned at me.

"Oh c'mon, is it already that time?" I whined.

"Yep," Jade smirked.

I rolled my eyes, "Fine. Get it over with."

She grinned, "With pleasure.", with that, she reached for the waistband of my underwear and stretched it until I was hung up onto my locker. 

"Ow. Ow. Ow." I complained.

"I love you too." She laughed a bit and walked off, giving the love-ya gesture.

I sighed, a little annoyed, but it wasn't like I could escape, all I could do was wait till someone was able to bring me back down to my feet. It was such an uncomfortable position as if my rear was on fire, which it felt like, along with the pinching feeling in the front. Okay, before it gets weird, I'll stop at that, all that I have to say is that wedgies suck. Fortunately, I heard a voice, that only meant one thing...help! I glanced down to see who it was, although it strained my neck, it was Ryker, who somehow seemed to arrive just in time.