Well heres the next chapter. Hope I didn't leave you guys waiting too long.
Chapter 7
Three loud knocks woke me from my not nearly deep enough sleep. I tossed and turn hoping it was nothing. Another set of knocks fully got my attention.
“What?!” I shouted.
“Get up, we have to go to school.” my sister said through the door.
I threw the blankets off and stumbled to the door. Cracking it slightly to see her.
“I don’t feel like going.” I said.
“That’s cool an all, but we promised dad we’d actually try this time remember?” she said and asked.
I sighed, “Fine.”
I closed the door and slid on the nearest pair of pants, which happened to be the pants I wore the night before. They smelled a little like cigarettes and booze, but I really didn’t feel like looking for cleaner clothes. I grabbed my little red sweater and slid my jacket over it. Grabbing my folder as I headed to the door. I snatched my keys from the dresser and stared at them for a second as a small heart shaped keychain dangled from it. I unhooked the heart from my set of keys as I walked down the stairs to see my sister Zoey standing by the front door. I threw the heart into the trash outside as we walked to the car. I turned the key and turned up the radio. Zoey was doing some last minute touch ups on her make up through the visor mirror. We came to a stop light and I lit a cigarette and yawned.
“So are you over him?” she asked as she lined her eyes with black.
“I dunno.” I replied.
“That’s a pretty dull answer.” she retorted.
“Well its only been a day.” I said.
“Mad..he tried to-” she started to say.
“Trust me I know what he was trying to do.” I interrupted.
“Dad wants to kill him.” she said.
“You told dad?” I asked shocked.
“Of course I told dad.” she replied.
“What the fuck Zo?” I asked.
“What?.. He needed to know. You know that if the same shit happened to me you’d tell dad too.” she replied.
I sighed as I hit the gas when the light turned green. School had already started by the time we made it there. Lucky for us there was only one student parking open and we snagged it. We headed through the main office to get on campus, and of course, just like any school we managed to find that one intensely bitchy office lady.
“You two are late.” She stated.
“No shit.” I muttered.
“What?” she asked.
Zoey nudged me in the arm, “Sorry, we’re new, we got a little lost on the way here.” she said.
The office lady rolled her eyes and began writing on some paper on her desk. “I’ll excuse you two this time. Now head to first period, and don’t get lost.” she said.
We walked through the double glass doors past her.
“What a bitch.” said Zoey.
“Loving this school already.” I said sarcastically.
Me and Zoey went our separate ways for class, well, she went to class, I just walked around campus trying to find a bench to sit on. I sat at the lunch area, the benches weren’t exactly the best, but they got the job done I suppose. I sat there going through my phone, deleting various texts and photos from him. I didn’t know whether I should feel sad or angry, or feel anything at all. I wasn’t really In-love with him. I liked him, he was fun to be around and I did care for him. I just don’t think I’d go as far as to say I loved him. I don’t think I’ve ever loved anyone, truthfully. I’ve dated quite a few guys, none that I was head over heels for. I’m not the picky type, but none of them were exactly what I wanted from another person. I never was the type to like the glamorous, or the infamous. I never liked the notorious hot guy that all the world loved in t.v shows. I found myself more into the nerdy or quirky guy. The one who didn’t do anything noteworthy. All the guys I’ve dated, I thought were that, but it turned out they weren’t, obviously, or else I wouldn’t be single. But then again, maybe that’s my problem. I’m trying to find that loveable dork when in actuality I’m meant to be with some arrogant jock or something. But there’s my problem again, I don’t like the buzzing of popularity. I liked simplicity. I think I’d even go as far to say I loved simplicity. My life has never been that so that’s probably why I want it. A tap on my shoulder startled me out of my deep thoughts.
“Weren’t you suppose to go to class?” said my sister from behind me.
“Weren’t you?” I asked.
“Yea.. I tried, but that teacher was kind of a bitch.” she replied.
“I see why you left. You can’t have two bitches in one classroom.” I said obviously indicating her as the second of two.
“Exactly… So, has he tried talking to you at all?” she asked.
“Yea there were a few texts in her that I got last night.” I replied.
“Did you reply?” she asked.
“Nope.” I said.
“Good boy, I have taught you well young one.” she smiled.
The bell ring for the end of first period rang loud in my ears.
“You’re older by a few seconds, calm down.” I reminded her.
“Still older.” She said as she walked away to second period.
I don’t remember what my second period was. I remember walking in and sitting down, then I fell asleep. The smell of rain woke me up as I stumbled out of second period headed to third. The rain somehow always made me calm. While everyone else screamed “it’s raining! Aaah” and scurried under something, I just let it fall against my cheeks. I soon realized I wasn’t the only one who liked the rain. I saw a boy walking slowly as it too fell onto him. His short red hair slightly being pushed around with the breeze that accompanied the falling water. A varsity baseball jacket protected his clothes from the rain.
“Are you ready to play with some wood?” asked my sister as she came up behind me.
“I’m always ready for that.” I laughed.
“That’s the spirit. Lets go get our hands on some of that wood.” she smirked.
“You just like saying wood.” I stated.
It took us twenty minutes, after the late bell rang, to find the class. Turns out its at the back of the school behind all the other buildings. We entered into a shop deep with the smell of fresh cut wood. I scanned the room trying to see if there were any people I’d try to get a long with, and there I saw, at the back of the class, the red haired boy. Small droplets of water were littered across his jacket.
God, he’s really cute but not the type to go for someone like me. I thought to myself.
We handed our schedules to the teacher and he introduced himself and directed us to the back of the class, and apparently, we’d be sitting with the two varsity baseball players. Which I, obviously, had no problem with. Well, I’ve never really been the type to get a long with the jock guys, but I had high hopes for this one. As me and my sister approached our chairs next to them I could see the red haired boy’s green eyes gazing at me, studying every possible feature. Or I at least hoped that’s why he was staring at me.
Alright Madison, play it cool. Be the cool uninterested kid, everybody falls for that.
So, I decided, that I’d pretend to be try to sleep when we sat next to them. I only hoped, it would work out for me. Either he’ll totally fall for it, or he’ll be completely ignore me.
Let’s hope this works. I thought to myself.