The Night School [GxG] [First Draft Edition]

Chapter Three : Teach Me

English was uneventful... Just the usual, only with the addition of me trying not to stare at Hazel and her being completely oblivious to the likes of me, that or she is pretending I don't exist...  Science was mildly more amusing, since Cael fell asleep and Marley dared me to draw something on him in sharpie. So Cael now has a mustache on his pointer finger. I couldn't think of anything else to draw on him that would be amusing without getting him in trouble. Course in our version of a dare, the person daring has to do the dare too, so Cael also has an 'I <3 Marley' written on his bicep, so it is covered by his shirt. 

Just like us to be messing with our friends while we had a new robotic student that had ruined our morning. We are kids. We're not afraid to say it to anyone that we're the misfits. Isn't that a book? Yeah... And there is a gay guy in it... I liked that book... Anyway, look at us. We're laughing. We're making something from nothing, is that wrong? Is finding amusement in immature, childish, stupid little things a crime? Not the last time I checked. 

"Hey hey" Marley slid into her seat next to me. 

"Marley, good to see you" I moved my bag onto the floor to make room for her. The ground rumbled and the bus lunged, squealing as it was jerked into motion.

"So..." Marley dragged out the 'o' "the new kid" she grinned.

"Yeah, the new kid" I sighed. "She is a pain in the ass"

"Cael told me you like her" she nudged me with her elbow. I opened my mouth to say something but she put her hand over my mouth. "Robyn didn't believe that I wrote the thing on him so I blackmailed him into telling me" She paused "she seems like a bitch, no offence"

"None taken... I agree" there was some kid in my that was screaming that she was really a good person that just didn't understand others, but the cold life beats into you is what you hear more of, and I told myself that she wasn't good and will never be what I should want. I scolded myself for being shallow enough to be drawn to her simply because she has a pretty face. 

I sighed deeply, trying to breathe out all my thoughts. I turned to look out the window, the blurry trees and houses distracting me from myself. I took out my phone, putting my ear buds in and resuming my Head or Heart play-list. Until I felt Marley tapping on my shoulder. I took out one ear bud and paused the song. 

"You really like her don't you?" 

"You interrupted my favorite song for that?"  I retorted. I hate it when people talk right in the middle of my songs... 

"Normally you're blabbing your head off by now" Marley said as a joke, but she was really having a serious conversation with me. 

"I'm tired" that was true. I was tired of this war in my head. The disease spreading into my heart. 

"I know that isn't it"

"It is. I have gone all day trying not to punch Hazel, while at the same time wondering about her... Ugh... I helped her all day, or tried to, and she says to my face that she doesn't like me and wants me to fuck off"

"No. She didn't" Marley gasped.

"She said that she thanked me for helping her, and that we were not friends, that she did not like me, and that she refused to be around 'an irritating child like yourself'" I muttered. It still stung that she felt that way. That innocence in my was once again begging me to see that she has to feel something for me, since I feel something for her, but again the reality won and I know she doesn't feel anything. To me or to anyone I know, or want to know.

"I am going to kill her. Literally kill her" Marley hissed.

"Thanks for the thought but... Killing her would only solve one problem and I have thousands more that rely on her being alive"