I'm EVE

A desperate-STD-riddled bitch - chapter 36°

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HAPPY NEW YEAR MY LOVELIES !!! thank you so much for sticking with me until now and for the support, my amazing followers. For this year, try and do things a different way, do what you couldn't/didn't do in 2015 (^.^)/

On this brand new chapter we see yet a different side of Eve, read and find out ;)) #KIckassEve now happy reading :

I was late.

again.

I bolted out of my car and crossed the corridors towards English class in speed record. Letting out a sigh of relief, I barely made it as Mr. Clarck was closing the door of course not before shooting me a disapproving look.

I swiftly slid inside, aware of everyone's eyes on me. Gees, I knew that my worn out sweat pants, sweater and denim jacket plus with my Bird's Nest for hair , I looked below average-looking. But I didn't give a rat's ass about what they thought of me. My phone fit perfectly in my sweats and I was comfortable besides I was running late, so sue me.

With that being said, I scanned the crowd making eye contact with Bo who was giving me a delighted look and I went to take a place on the empty seat right next too hard. I amusedly gave her a confused look and she quickly averted her eyes away.

" Mr. Harrington, I suggest you shut your pie-hole before I hit you with my vintage suit case, ", Mr. Clarck slapped both of his hands on the desk forcefully, making everyone stop and stare. I swear you could've heard a pin drop. And what the hell was his obsession with this vintage case ?

" Pie-hole ? who even says that anymore ", Bo snickered silently

" Good Ol' Mr. Clarck, apparently ", I whispered trying to swallow my laugh

" Alright, well now that I've finally earned your attention and that Ms. Mario graced us with her company, I shall tell you the news, " he said shooting a venomous look and I rolled my eyes once again. Honestly, the nerve on him " So apparently our school is having a Ski trip for this year's Spring Break and I was assigned as the Chaperon and guide, " at his words, my eyes came to witness all sorts of different reactions from everyone

there are the ones who are deadbeat excited about this Skiing trip and others, like me, who could describe the experience of having Mr. Clarck as chaperone and guide in one single word : t o r t u r e

" So yeah, remember that the Ski Trip forms are due this Friday, which is tomorrow by the way, that is of course if you wanna go. Personally I think it's a waste of time. Make sure to get your parent or guardian to sign it for you and no questions. We shall begin our course for today, " He finished with an ever so monotone voice giving us his back as he started scribbling on the board and I didn't miss out on Mandy flipping him the bird. Thankfully, his face was turned away from us.

I huffed out a breath taking out my books, my eyes darted by themselves to a certain boy a few seats ahead of me. My vision was watching his each and every move when he worked on the sheet of paper in front of him and I found myself getting flashes of the last time we talked to each other. It was a few days back since he last sent me a text message or a phone call that I dismissed, but then they suddenly stopped

my guess is that when he found himself miserably failing at getting my attention back, he thought it was an end game and just stopped trying. Oliver didn't even approach me in the hallways, he'd just stand there and look at me with distant eyes. He even went back to sitting with his Football team along with Dylan. If he could just come and fucking apologies, this whole silliness would eventually fade away ..