The last straw

Twø

I woke up to the sound of the machine made from hell. The so called alarm clock. I slammed my hand multiple times on the desk till I successfully hit the alarm. Great now I wouldn't be able to sleep. I peeled myself off of the uncomfortable bed I cracked my back.

And man did that feel good. I grabbed a uniform and put it on I made myself presentable well ish. I brushed my teeth in my room using a water bottle and a trash can. I don't want to risk running in with any of the students from this school.

I can already tell I'm not going to get along with any of them. I stuffed my phone into the pocket of the blazer. It was ten minutes till my next class. I threw my bag over my shoulder and started the journey to science class. Hooray. Sarcasm needs to be dually noted.

I found my class in eight minutes even though I had to literally leave the main building and go to a side building. There is three freaking castles. No freaking exaggeration. I Scanned the room the whole class was full. The only seat was near the ass holes from last night.

I huffed in annoyance and stomped towards the furthest seat from them. I felt their eyes on me. As I pulled out my textbook binder and note book. I ignored their stares until I felt uncomfortable. I looked their direction and all their heads shot to the teachers direction.

Pretending that they were doing their work. I rolled my eyes. Just as I felt my phone vibrate in my pocket. I pulled it out and sighed.

You aren't actually in London-Zach

Oh but yes I am-max

What the shit-Zach

Don't say that you idiot. It's either what the fuck or shit pick one.-max

What-Zach

The-Zach

Shit-Zach

Fuck off you cheating ass hole-max

I stopped the conversation. I looked up and saw the group of guys had moved a desk closer to me. I inched away. I looked up at the board the teacher has written notes.

I quickly scribbled them down. My hand started to cramp. I shook it off and switched hands. Don't freak out I'm ambidextrous. Which means I can write with both hands equally. It's super weird. I was now writing with my left hand.

When I heard whispers. I looked up to see the group of guys staring in amazement that I can write with two hands. I rolled my eyes. The teacher said the bell would ring in thirty seconds. I hurriedly packed up my stuff. I finished Just as the bell rang.

I ran out of the room to get myself out of the awkward situation I was in.

-•-at lunch-•-

Much to my dismay the group of guys had every class with me. They annoyed the shit out of me. I had to bite my tongue the whole  time. All that holding back made me really hungry. My stomach growled as I waited in the agonizingly slow line to grab a sandwich. I patted my stomach. And whispered. "You've done good soldier wait a little longer." I know it's weird talking to your stomach but what Evs.

It's so fetch(ignore my mean girls reference) finally it was my turn. I grabbed a sandwich apple and water. I looked around and found no seats at all. I sighed and I was about to go to the library when someone grabbed my wrist and pulled me to sit down. I looked at the people from yesterday.

More specifically the ass holes from yesterday. "We wanted to apologize." The all said in unison. Their accents. Killing me I tell ya. I Rolled my eyes. "Keep doing that and they'll fall out of your head." I looked at the blond haired and green eyed boy who said that. "Thanks mom."

Just as I finished that sentence the familiar tune of the sponge in theme song came out from my pocket. They guys erupted into laughter I pulled my phone out hiding my embarrassment. I had set that specific song for Zach. Fuck! I answered.

"Hello?" He asked. "Hi. What do you want?" I asked firmly. "Who's laughing?" He questioned. "None of you're fucking business. It's not like you're my boyfriend." I spat. I felt the weird people I'm sitting with listening in on my conversation. "That's what I wanted to talk to you about." He whispered. "Ew Zach seriously fuck off get it through your thick skull." I angrily hung up my phone.

"Boyfriend?" The blue eyed boy next to me asked. "Ex-boyfriend. I'm not hungry. And I kind of accept your apology. Thanks bye." I threw my food away. But kept the water.

I went to my room and started my homework. 4 classes down and already six pages of home work. FUCK! My mom knows how to pick them. I got stuck in a question so I went to the next and got stuck again. That cycle kept going for three pages. "Fuck, fuck, fuck FUCK!!" I screamed.

I had thought no one was in the halls till I heard a knock on my door. I slowly made my way to the door parting it wasn't a teacher. I opened the door and saw the blue eyed boy who sat next to me. "Hello." He said. As he smiled with his pearly white teeth.

I felt my knees go weak. He's like a fucking God the accent is just a cherry on the ice cream. "Hi?" I said Almost like a question. "Either you snuck a guy in your room and did the deed. Or you are stuck on homework." He grinned. "The second option."

I sighed. "I could help you." My jaw dropped. He pushed me aside. I shut my door. "My names Collin by the way." I nodded "I'm Maxine but you can call me Max." He stopped explaining and stared at me. "What?" I asked.

"I don't like the name max or Maxine. I'll call you hazel." I face palmed. "What the fuck?" I asked he laughed. " I don't like the name Collin. I'll call you. Hmmm. Jerald." He stopped laughing. "Not so funny is it?" Is asked.