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They're talking about you again.
So…
Aren't you going to do something about it.
No.
But why not?
…It doesn't matter…
"Hey?"
I jumped, snapping my compact mirror closed in the process and turning to face the person who had interrupted me.. A blonde chic. Who I really didn't know but knew because she rode the bus too. Mina. I raised a brow at the girl ,taking off my earphones and placing them around my neck gently. They were humungous but precious.
"Yes", I asked wondering what she could want. I wasn't use to being bothered.
"Umm", she said her brown eyes, timid and careless ,her glossy lips smacking. "Could you like put up your window, its like blowing in my face." I rolled my eyes mentally and thought about making a smart reply just for the heck of it…
Why?
Because I wasn't a people person. And also I couldn't stand it when like was used more then necessary.
Yeah, I know .I have a problem…
Deciding not to .I sighed. It was too early in the morning plus I wasn't in much of a mood. I nodded and watched as Mina gave a cheerful smile before turning back around toward her friends. Lucky…
Shaking my head and putting my headphones back on, I was once again submerged in my music and rocking my head like a mad woman. Maybe I was…
Before long, I felt a light tap on my shoulder. I brushed it away slightly before turning around again. Once again facing a confused looking Mina…
"Umm", she started out once again in that timid voice of hers .I rolled my eyes again. It was really beginning to annoy me.
"Yes", I coaxed a little, not all that interested in what she wanted to say, but wanting to get this over with as soon as possible. In a matter of minutes the bus would pull up to the school and Id have to get up. I wasn't very fond of moving especially when it was so early in the morning.
Anyway back to Mina…
"Yes", I coaxed staring Mina straight in the eye, her nose slightly scrunched as she looked at me, sorta like she was concentrating …or using the bathroom…whatever. Did it really take all of that to think?
Are you new here because-, she started but stopped when the bus driver suddenly stopped to a screeching halt and opened the double doors. Practically yelling: GET THE HELL OUT!
Well, maybe she didn't exactly say that but she was thinking it. You could tell by the way her beady little blood shot eyes screamed looked. Apparently I was the only one that heard it because I was off the bus in a matter of seconds. The others took their time while I stood in the misty courtyard. Alone.
From behind me I could hear guys laughing, girls cursing, and music in between. I looked down at my own cd player remembering that I had left it playing. Sliding the phones over my ears, I started listening and walking through the courtyard. Sometimes bumping into others and saying excuse me. Passing by them like I was nothing. Most didn't seem to notice me. That was good, I didn't want to be noticed. Attention was trouble ,anyway.
Pushing through the rest of the crowd. I finally came to my destination: Crenshaw High. Part of it anyway. By the looks of it, Crenshaw was pretty big.
Huge.
No.
Big
Pretty much.
To me it was like walking through the gates of hell. Dread. Fear. And excitement all caught up in my chest. Mainly fear.
So.
I was wrong.
Apparently Crenshaw was that big.
Too big to be exact.
I was lost.
And the fact of being so was slowly setting in.
Searching around the building,i think i was in storage, there was no one here and all the lights were turned were a bunch of chairs and stuff sitting around too. It gave off a haunted feel.
How in the world did i end up here...
My sense of direction is hopeless.
God,this is fustrating,i thought turning turning the school map ,around, this way and directions all looking jumbled and crappy as it spinned.I felt dizzy.
And mom wonders why i dont drive,i thought sighing bending down and putting my chin in my hand.I would be lost in a second on the in here...id probably die before i found my way out.I sighed again at the depressing thought checking my watch again.
7:45.
God I was fifteen minutes late!
Damn school with its damn buildings and confusing maps.
Thats had more then one had a main,a lunch,a E wing,F wing,K wing and a J wing...
No wonder im lost.
The back of my head banged against the wall slightly, echoing.I sighed again and closed my eyes.
Five minutes later
Five minutes later my headphones were on and my head was rocking gently to the techno in my ears,my mind in a daze.I knew i should have been searching for a way out instead of i was lost right?Why be in a hurry to get more lost?
Perfect logic.
I let out another sigh as my player switched to the next cd playing slow because of all the damage done to can i say i love my music.
Suddenly I heard a crash.
I straight to my heart racing.I looked eyes on my back.I .
H-hello,i croaked, clearly spooked.
Well who wouldnt be?
Alone in a strange place,a girl with no sense of direction,a strange noise...
God this was playing out just like in those old black and white movies with the bodacious blondes with no common sense...
It was a good thing i wasnt a had ome scommon sense...
Taking my backpack i wrapped the strap of my sports bag around my was heavy with preloaded books binders,and a cd not too heavy.I could swing it. My fatheruse to be in the me everything he knew about self defense.
I was armed.
I took a step foreword.
Hello,I said rather forcefully,trying to make myself sound tough...
Yeah...
No answer.
I took another step.I heard another crash.I head was roaring.
Is anybody in there?
No answer.
Another step,and i was close to the source,a mountain of chairs.
I bent down.
H-hello.
I saw a flash green and felt a strong wind rush past hair flew up.
What the hell!?
My eyes were wide and felt about to pop out of my the hell had that wind come from?
I found my way out...
Somehow, the entrance to the building i was in, swung open.
Luck? Maybe...
Doubt it...
Anyway, im in homeroom...
How?
Dont ask ,cuz I dont know.
The teacher,some lady,I have found to be very nice(she didnt give me detention for being late,happens all the time apparently...
"Emmens?"
"Here."
"Shards?"
"Here".
"Bekkons?"
"Here…"
I half listened and half slept as the role was being called. The heaviness in my eyes slowly becoming unbearable. Who knew homeroom could be so boring. Who knew this town could be so boring. Not me.
Believe it or not, but for the last five years of my life I had been home schooled.
Why?
Because my parents were self righteous bastards ,well at least my dad was.
"Ms. Élans?"
"Huh?"
I looked up, dumbfounded. The class was looking at me. Wondering, who in the world this strange girl with the coke bottle glasses was…yeah.
Ms. Elans, the teacher ,Mrs. Fiona, I think ,said.
I raised my hand.
She smiled.
"So, you must be Kristen."
I nodded.
She looked at the clock on the wall and smiled even more, creepy.
"Seeing as we have time", she turned to me. "I think you should tell us a little about yourself."
I rolled me eyes.
Did this woman just demand that I tell her something that was none of her fucking business?
I continued to stare.
Ms. Fiona raised a brow. Apparently losing patience. Fast.
I sighed.
Fine...
I stood up and walked to the front of the class, keeping my head low and voice down as I spoke.
"My name is Kristen…"
I moved to go sit but was stopped by a hand. I looked to see Ms. Fiona, smiling. Creep. If she was a man, id think she was a pedophile the way she smile. But since she wasn't, I guessed the only reasonable thing would be too much collagen. But still…
Would you like to tell us more about you, she said sweetly. But I could still hear the demand in her voice. I rolled my eyes,
Not really, I thought to say, glaring at her hand, which was still on my shoulder .But thought against it.I wouldnt be good to curse the teacher out on the first do it tommorrow. Sighing I stepped back And she released her grip.
"Um," I started, muttering not really sure about what to say.
Why was this woman torturing me?
"Um…"
"Uh..."
But suddenly as if God had sent an answer to my prayer. He appeared…
The first thing I noticed, was goggles. Bright green goggles. With orange on the inside and silver aligning the green. The goggles sat on top of his head. Apparently for decoration. Who would where something like that for this weather. Even if it was February.
Next was his hair. Bright blonde and shining like the sun. Short and shaggy. And last but not least the look on his face: one of undisputed horror and disgust.
We stared at each other for a split second before he turned and left the room,slamming the door shut. I blinked.
What the hell just happened?
Did I just make an enemy?
Thank U to whoever reads this.I really appreciate sorry to those who were reading this and the story kept changing...I was editing...PLZ will be appreciated!