I slung my skull-covered backpack over my shoulder. I had chosen something extremely plain. A black shirt with a white skull across the chest and then some plain black skinny jeans. My shoes were some really weird combat boots Mrs. Pridephil had gotten from America. My phone had headphones plugged in and it was screaming A Little Piece Of Heaven by Avenged Sevenfold. I walked out of my lonely room and walked to the kitchen. "Bye Terra," (Mrs. Pridephil) I yelled as I picked up the toasterstroodle she left for me.
"Make sure to actually eat that," Terra said from inside the kitchen. She was making more toasterstroodles.
"I will," I rolled my eyes and opened the door, "Bye, love you." I closed the door and walked to the driveway. Yeah, Terra and me have sort of a mother-daughter bond thing. But we have been around each other so long we have nothing else to have between each other. I really do love Terra as a mom.
Anyways, I never throw my toasterstroodles away. Terra always gives me three, because that's how many are in a person package thingey, so I always end up giving them to Mike, Elaina and Luke. These three homeless people who play music in front of McDonalds every day, all day. I bring food to them awful and yes, they are my close friends. Think it's sad all you want, I'm looking out for the people who actually care about me. I care about them too.
I took a left and saw the flickering light of the McDonalds sign. They needed to fix it, but they never did. I walked a bit quicker because my phone was buzzing, indicating school starter in five minutes. But no matter how late I was gonna be, I had to feed Mike, Elaina and Luke. I walked into the parking lot and saw the usual slumps of them. They must of been still sleeping. I grabbed the toasterstroodles in the bag and lay it on Elaina's lap. I gently tapped her head. "See you soon," I murmured.
I began to walk away, my boots clacking on the stone the only sound that rang over the empty streets. I finally walked into the school right as the tardy bell rang.
I shrugged and walked to my locker, doing the combination quickly. I had to be in class to study, turn in my homework and pay attention. School was my exit ticket outta this place. I was going to get a job in Birmingham and hopefully meet a nice guy. After college of course. Maybe that is my hope that I am holding on to. But it just seems like a... dream. It's my last year in general school. Collage is soon, but yet I can't even see it. It's just out of my grasp. My degree, my life. It's on hold for some reason.
Goddamit! My head is running absolutely wild. I have no time for this.
I slammed my locker and spun on my heels, running to my class that was upstairs. Binder held firmply between my arms and my chest, I opened the door to my classroom. Everyone's eyes were on me, the class was silent. "Crazy bitch" I heard one person cough.
"Whore," Somebody whispered.
Meanwhile the teacher's nose was in a book called Romance In My Family. I snorted and went to the back of the room, my face towards the ground. I looked up and realised on person's eyes still lingered on me. I wanted to hide my face and run, because he was really cute. Every time I glanced at him I felt my palms get sweaty and my heart beat a trillion times a second. And nevertheless.. the tingles. Ladies, you know what I mean.
It was so difficult to focus on the teacher. "And x times y equals the perimiter--" I felt myself get a bit dizzy. I laid my head on the desk and closed my eyes. It wouldnt hurt to miss one lesson. It's better to feel the pounding in my head adn the ache in my jaw.
"Wake up," I felt someone shaking me awake. I opened my eyes and the teacher looked at me. "Hard night?" She asked.
I yawned and stretched. "Wha-?"
"You fell asleep. No worries, you didn't miss much. But you should come in after school and probably relearn some of the important things you missed. It's study hall for the last five minutes. Anyways, there is a new kid today. His name is Calvin."
"And..?" I didn't like the way this conversation was going. He was probably going to ask me to escort this new kid Calvin around. Nevertheless, Calvin was a total hottie and I was a total.. whatever. Im socially awkward, shy. What the hell am I supposed to do?
"I want you to be his guide." Mr. Terrins smiled.
"Im sure we are all to old for this. He can find his own way around, can't he?" I asked quietly. Maybe this would of been easier if I would of not had my social life ruined by my best friend.
Mr. Terrins shook his head. "I'm afraid you will be escorting him around. You don't have a choice. Your obviously the only mature one in this class that would actually take him to his classes. So your doing this."
"Fine," I mumbled.
Mr. Terrins smiled and placed a card on my desk. New Kid Escort. It said in bright yellow letters. I shoved it in my pocket and let out a deep breath, running my fingers through my hair. What was I gonna do? I am so awkward around people. I can't talk, I get choked up! I'm gonna embarass myself, embarass him, or even worse, get a mix up. I-I'll take him to the wrong classroom or mislead him. Lizzie is obviously gonna make moves on this hottie, and I cannot be seen with him or else Lizzie will ruin my life even more.
Mr. Terrins clapped his hands. "Okay class, pack up. We have about a minute before the bell rings. Oh, and Calvin, Merioka will be you guide for today. Isn't that sweet?" He smiled, "Merioka, meet Calvin and Calvin meet Merioka. Hopefully you guys will become good friends. Anyways, she'll tell you a few rules and yeah. Just listen to her. She has a small voice, so just listen hard."
I scowled at him and grabbed my binder. Why do teachers always make it their mission in life to completely embarass me to the max? Who knows. But that isn't there worst. Some of my teachers completely hate me. And maybe they even spread some of the rumors. It's hard to tell is this awful place. I can't wait to get to Burmingham.
The bell shrieked and everyone seemed to flash out of the room. I walked to the door, and instantly Calvin was beside me. "Hi," His breath tickled my neck and I tried to swat him away. I wanted to run, do something to get out of his way. I didn't want to face him.
"L-listen. I know you know h-how a highschool works," I glanced around. "And even if I tell you the rules, there is no point. Nobody follows them. Y-you have to go. I can't be seen with you."
Calvin looked shocked, "What?"
I tried to push him away, but eveything tingled that touched him. I retracted, my mouth gaping. "Lizzie might see me with you and she will kill me for being with someone like you."
"Who's Lizzie?"
"Somebody. Now I have to go." I spun around and tried to walk away, but he caught me right on the arm. I winced nd bit my lip. It felt so damn good but yet My arms burned from the fresh wounds. I let out a little whimper, probably only one that only I could hear.
"Who's Lizzie?" He said in a demanding tone.
"T-the girl who ruined my life! She is mean and rude and she will like you. Please, she will get mad if she s-sees us together." I tried to tug away but it only burned my arms more and intensified the amazing feeling.
"Why?"
I sighed, "Because she likes cute guys. Any guy, really. She is extremely pretty, blonde. She has hazel eyes and perfect teeth. Also a perfect body. Perfect makeup. Basically everything about her is perfect and rich and she hates me and will not let me hang out with anybody or else she will purposly ruin my relationship with them. Is that good enough?" I said, pulling away. I rubbed my arms that were now wet, probably from blood or sweat. Maybe a fucking mix.
He looked at me. "She sounds like a bitch." He shrugged.
"Give her a chance," I murmred. "She was good ot me for a bit." I turned around and began to walk down the hall. For some lame reason I wanted to cry.
"Wait!" He called, but right then, Lizzie turned the corner. I looked at her and she smirked.
"Hey slut," She said, knocking her shoulder into me so I slammed against the locker. I groaned and continued to walk. I set the card down on a random table and walked into Science.
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I walked into the lunchroom and found a seat in the back, a table where nobody sits. I pulled out my phone and stuck my earphones in. Sometimes its better to watch the world with music. Music that you love and adore like nothing else. I gently tapped my finger to the beat of Five Finger Deathpunch.
I tried to hide my face when I saw Calvin but he continued to progress towards me. I had a spark of hope that he would turn and possible sit with the popular group, but he didnt. He took a seat in front of me. "Hey," He said.
I pulled my headphones out, "H-hi,"
He smiled, and looked at my empty space. "No food?"
"Not hungry," I reassured him, "I had a big breakfast."
The smile was swept from his face. "What did you have for breakfast?"
I hesitated a moment. "I had hashbrowns, eggs, orange juice, sausage and bacon." I said quietly.
He put quotation marks in the air with his fingers. "Okay, miss eat a lot of breakfast. Why are you sitting alone?"
I tapped my chin, "I have no friends?"
Him: "It was a rhetorical question."
Me: "Sure it was. You should go sit with someone cool now while your reputition is still safe."
Him: "Oh yeah, like that would be any fun. Why live in the safe zone when you can live outside of it?"
Me: "Because, if you get seen with me, not only with your rep get ruined, Lizzie will hurt me."
Him: "I wont let that happen."
Me: "Sure you wont. She lived next door to the orphanage. She can beat me up whenever she feels like it."
Him: "Well I guess I have a lot of explaining to do."
Me: "What do you mean?"
The bell screamed and everyone erupted into massive clumps of people. It looked like a horde of zombies with a great sense of style.
He waggled his finger, "I guess it will have to wait."
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Sorry for another short chapter. If your still reading thanks so much!! Hopefully I'll update soon. xoxo