I walked through the halls of the high school dreading having to be here. I don't understand the point of school. Rude people with snobby teachers thinking they're teaching kids something. The teachers have no reason to get paid because they do the worst job possible and it's not even hard to do their job.
Don't get me started on my fellow classmates that I hate with a passion. The girls are rude if you dress differently than them and the guys are rude if you're not skinny or hot. Every time I think of that I laugh because of how disgusting it is. All they want is to have sex and put their STD filled cock in someone's STD filled vagina. I may be some kind of loser since I haven't lost my virginity yet but at least it's special to me. I'm not opening my legs to everyone pleading them to fuck me.
I sighed and went to class sitting down in the back at my usual spot. I wrote little nothings down in my notebook trying to pass time to avoid everyone around me especially Luke.
The worst part about school is having to see him there every single day. I miss him, I really do. But it breaks my heart knowing that what we ever had has completely vanished. Everyone used to be jealous of us, even when were best friends they were jealous. Now we're nothing. He pretends that he doesn't even know who I am, but I and everyone else, knows that we had something.
I'd be lying if I said I don't love him anymore. We basically grew up with each other. His mum and dad come over each night of the week to have dinner with my mum and I. It's awkward between Luke and I but he completely avoids me anyway. Our parents know about us breaking up but they don't know that we never talk to each other. Luke pretends to be caring and sweet at the dinner table but behind closed doors he's an asshole that loves ignoring me. If i could, I'd definitely change the way things are. I'd be a lot happier if I could.
I looked to my left and saw Luke sitting down next to me. I quickly turned my head keeping it low. Why is he sitting here? He always sits up front with his friends. I shook it off and just stayed quiet.
"Could I borrow a pencil?" I froze up hearing his voice. He was talking to me. It's been so long. I grabbed a pencil out of my book bag and put it on his desk without saying a word nor even looking at him. I heard him sigh but I don't care if he's trying to talk to me because he's obviously not trying hard enough and I'm not giving in.
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A/N
i'll probably have slow updates and short chapters sorry. this is my first book and it's most likely gonna be shitty oops
