Maths was not something I looked forward to. In fact, I hated it. It sucked. English was much more my style. I had always been like that ever since I was little. Even back when I hung with older boys when I was just twelve. It was a bad time for me. Grade seven was harsh especially since all that I really remembered was that I tried too hard to be cool and 'fit in'. I was a stupid kid give me a break. I tried hanging out with my brother's friends but they didn't like me because of my brother. So I found other kids to hang out with. It was a mixture of older and the same aged kids. But it always led to trouble.
I shook my head trying to forget about those times as I heard the bell ring. Finally, Maths was over. I didn't even get a detention. That was always a plus. Most of the girls around me stared at the new kid while I shoved my books together to get out of that room as quickly as possible, away from the boy who brought back all the awful and cringe-worthy memories.
"I think he used to come here." I heard one girl whisper to another before I bolted out of the classroom. I was not going to stay to chat about his green eyes and how they sparkled in the light that seeped through the window or how he was tall enough to reach things. Lame.
My next class was...crap. What was it? I rummaged through my books I was holding to find my timetable. Great. I had BCT. At least I'd be on a computer the whole time. That might give me some time to do Tobias's homework.
"Everyone log on and I'll begin to call the roll." Mr Sloe said as he sat behind his desk at the front of the room. The computer room was old to say the very least. Half the computers didn't work. I didn't understand why they didn't do anything to fix them, though.
I grabbed a computer at the back and began logging on.
"You run quick, Blondie." Holy crap. I jumped in my seat and gave out a little squeal thanks to a specific jerk scaring me.
"Bloody hell." I exhaled deeply and ignored the people around me giving me strange looks.
"From what I remembered you didn't scare easy." He was beginning to make me mad. He just had to choose the seat next to me.
"From what I remembered you weren't such a douche bag. Wait, I take that back. You've always been a jerk." I didn't have time to be distracted by this boy. Lucas would surely get bored of me and move on to annoy someone else. Right?
"Snap, girl." He pulled out a high pitch voice and snapped his fingers. He was weird.
But I didn't care. I just wanted to do my work.
"Lucas?" The teacher called as he marked the roll.
"Here," Lucas replied and a few people turned around to see who the new boy was. A few girls took their time turning back around.
"Unfortunately," I mumbled. A smirk played on his lips as I stole a quick peek at him.
The rest of the class got their name marked off and we began. It was really easy stuff. First, we focused on Excel and getting used to it. Then we moved on and did some questions Mr Sloe had written on the board. It went rather slowly but Lucas didn't talk to me again so that was a win.
Finally, it was lunch. Now I could eat that chocolate muffin that was waiting for me in my locker. I couldn't wait just to sit down and eat. It was the little things that made me happy. Or maybe it was just food that actually made me happy.
"Hey," finally a conversation that didn't start off by someone scaring the crap out of me. It was Melissa. Her blonde hair was in a ponytail and she began playing with it.
"Sup?" I reached my locker and grabbed my muffin.
"Today has been so boring. I can't even." I laughed. She exaggerated at times.
YOU ARE READING
The Kissing Bet
Teen Fiction"Charm me." And his smirk was back. "I don't know if you can handle it." I took a step closer to him so our bodies were nearly touching. I put my finger on his chest and started tracing random things. "Oh yeah?" He continued to smile as he leaned...
