Define Me

Chapter 2

I walk into my last period which was Chemistry and there were a few students in the class already and I'm trying to get a seat at the back row seats. So far it has been successful and somehow I manage to do it with both a smile and a poker face. Some have approached me, introducing themselves and I tried to reply happily like a girl about to have a new friend but I end up reply in monotone even when I have a smile on my face. I tried, honestly, but I felt...empty.

You are nothing. You are no one.

I saw an empty seat from 3 tables at the back and I have to share and probably partner up with whoever beside me which is a boy with black worn off leather jacket. He was probably sleeping or resting since he placed his head on his hands on the table. The other 2 tables are already occupied so I slowly went that one empty seat at the back beside him.

At the same times, people start whispering and girls giggle at my clothes but I ignore it, fighting, begging at my mind to not to absorb those comments. It just a worn-out long sleeve shirt and my black old jeans. I could buy new clothes with my previous saving from working a part-time job but I felt like it's a waste of time and money. As long as it was comfy, I won't give a shit of what people said.... I hope.

Once seated, the whispers around me grew and I don't like that. At. All. It's a freaking bad news, not good at all. I mean What have I done? I only took a seat for fuck sake.

A thought crossed my mind that made me stare at my hands, gulping slightly that maybe I have just stepped into someone's territory. He could be a bully or a bad kind of student but after a few deep breaths, I don't care anymore. I have a few shares with bullies and the safest way to survive was to obey. All I need a little bit more strength for me to get through this shit until I reach 18, then I'll just dump everything out and disappear from these people.

"Wow, she just sat there."

"Well she's new but this gonna end badly."

"Oh I gotta record this."

"And for fuck sake, you better hide that phone now before I break it." A deep manly voice growl beside me.

I didn't look up when there was a sound of something drop on the table and the short silence before they start talking again but in a whisper. Already I wish that I wasn't here in this class. 

"You should have a seat anywhere but here." He grunt beside me.

I look around instead of looking at him, observing the people around and caught a few eyes snickering at me. I felt so self-conscious with those eyes on me and that is a very good damn reason that I have to seat at the back row, even if it means sitting beside him.

"I'm sorry but I can't." I shuttered slightly and start to feel those judge eyes on me and anxiety start suffocating me slowly. My hand automatically run over my covered right wrist, thinking about this sudden urge to 'ease' down my anxiety.

Then the sound of high heels coming closer caught my ears and it stops in front of me.

"Hi, new girl." She said and I look up, meeting with a beautiful girl with a model figure. She could befriend with Stellar with that high sense of fashion and expensive brands and necklaces. "That's actually my seat." She smiles sweetly.

Oh, I guess this is his girlfriend. No wonder he was pissed that I took a seat beside him. I was about to grab my bag when he speaks up again. 

"Fuck off, Jen. Mr Herald assigned me as her partner. You can put your filthy hand on Danny's lap, you know like usual." He said and I blink. I met Mr Herald at the office before entering this class and he didn't tell me anything about me partner with anyone. Did he just-?