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Walking into school you keep you head down, your hood over, your earphones blasting the newest Shawn Mendes songs on full volume. You had a year left to go and you were going to do exactly what you did at my last school. Block every human out of your life and be alone.
You were told being alone was not a good thing but you didn't mind, you enjoyed the presence of yourself, the WiFi and the quiet surrounding you, sometimes even scaring the shit out of yourself with a horror movie. School was just a place full of bullshit, fake people, fake caring, all just a load of rubbish and nothing could change the way you thought about it. Walking straight to the reception office you asked for your schedule and quickly left trying to find the room for English,
"Um, excuse me? Excuse me? EXCUSE ME?!" you pulled an earphone off blankly staring at the boy standing besides you,
"you look lost can I help?"
"No."
"Come on, It will be easier and-"
"I'm fine thanks" and with that you walked forward quicker reading the small numbers above the door of each classroom but in your peripheral vision you could still the overall way too positive boy running besides your quick pace.
"I mean no harm, I just trying to help" seeing the number you face him squinting your eyes
"leave me alone."
"wow you are so bubbly." with that last comment you spun on your heels walking into the classroom taking the back corner besides the window, what did the boy expect, you had your earphones in obviously trying to build a wall between yourself and the rest of the pupils at this school. The teacher who was called Mr Lead walked in shortly his short figure chucking his stuff down, starting instantly on language analysis. You tried hard not to zone out of the room to the little garden besides the window sheltered from the rest of the school with nice flowers and a bench surrounded by small green shrubs, it was beautiful
"girl in the right corner well your left whats the answer?" turning your head to stare at him you realised he was talking to you
"pardon, please may you repeat."
"what type of language technique is this?" staring at where he was pointing, you blankly stated
"parallelism" you were above with your studies since you didn't waste time interacting with people, you didn't even leave home. Squiggling a few lines in your notebook you continued trying to listen.
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Walking into the cafeteria you joined the long line of students receiving lunch, you were wondering whether you would look strange carrying a tray down the hall to a place you'd seen earlier that no one really noticed under the stairs when you were grabbed out of the line quickly by the wrist.
"hey!"
"there is no way I'm letting you eat the poisonous cafeteria food"
"I said leave me alone." he laughs his smile going up wards his eyes enthusiastic
"I'm trying to be nice."
"well I don't need any one to be nice to me. I don't need friends"
"I'm Corbyn." He said ignoring what you'd just said.
"Corbyn I don't care, we aren't going to be friends!"
"What's your name?"
"(y/n) but that doesn't matter! Let go!" He continued to pull you down the hall and finally into a music room where you could smell pizza but stayed argumentative even though you insanely wanted a bite if there was some. He walked past the piano to the back of the room and just like you guessed bought out a pizza box.
"I'm going to leave."
"No. Please."
"I don't want friends!"
"Well what about a slice of pizza?" He said opening the box revealing a cheesy, pepperoni pizza making your mouth water.
"If you want a piece you have to stay and answer my questions. But if you are fine with week old porridge today, I'm not going to stop you..." He said smirking away from you which you looked around trying to fight against the urge to stay.
"Fine." He smiled brightly like before sitting down in the middle of the room content.
"Well (y/n/n)-"
"We aren't on a nickname basis"
"Well I think you love it!"
"Don't say that word."
"What word? Love?!" You nod disgusted by the concept of the fake idea. He stared deeply into your eyes and you tried to shift but it was like he had caught you up in a trance. Shaking your head pulling your bitchy mask over your face thinking about getting home tonight. Your main concerns was study, life after school and staying away from your mother, not hard right? He breaks your thought speaking softly staring again deep into your eyes.
"Is that why you are so stubborn? Because you don't know how to love." You just blinked at him.
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