Nina's POV
I attempted to look over the kids head who sat in front of me to get a look at the board, but it was no use; they were too tall. I let out a quiet sigh and slumped back in my seat. I debated my choices, the very few that I had, I could ask to move, or just sit back in defeat. I was feeling risky today so I lifted my hand above my head and waited… and waited… and waited… I know she saw me, she was technically staring at me but I just continued to hold my hand up and wait. I heard the kid next to me snicker and looked to my right, two girls were giggling and laughing about something, my gut told me it was probably about me but my head told me to just forget about it and not worry. Finally the blonder of the two raised their hand.
"Yes, Miss. Havington?" the teacher spoke, my lips formed an o shape as I quickly pulled my arm down, I knew I was being ignored.
"I was wondering when you were planning on collecting our assignments?" Alison, the snickering bitch next to me questioned.
"Well, I was going to wait until tomorrow, but it seems everyone is done considering the lack of writing, so class please pass up your papers."
I quickly packed up my things and waited for the bell. There was no use to pass up my 25% completed assignment. I was already getting a D in this class anyway. School just wasn't my thing. Mrs. Delvine, my history teacher, swiftly went to the front of the people in each row and picked up all the papers, and luckily just as she was about to open her mouth again, the bell rang, she muttered a quick goodbye and went back to her desk. I got out of my seat and dashed out the door as fast as I could, the sooner I got to music class, the sooner I got to see Patricia and Jerome again, they were some of my only friends.
I stepped into the music room mere seconds before the bell rang and took my seat next to Ryan, he looked over at me and smiled, so I smiled back. He was pretty darn cute, I'm not gonna lie, I always wondered what it would be like to be in a relationship with him, but I just knew it was pretty impossible. I had a crush on him since I was 14, and we're currently 16 so it has been quite a while. The teacher continued to rattle on about the history of jazz music for about ten more minutes until she gave us the rest of the time to play and practice with the instruments we desire. I grabbed my guitar and went to sit in the corner while I waited for Patricia to grab her bass and Jerome to grab his guitar.
"You've been really quiet today, N. What's going on in that head of yours?" Patricia wondered out loud without looking up from her bass.
"Just been thinking and stuff. We're not even half way done the school year and everyone already hates me."
"That's not true, Pat and I love you." Jerome said looking into my eyes and smiling.
"Yeah," Patricia joined in, "We don't hate you, and I'm sure no body else does ether."
"That's easy for you guys to say. You guys have all your classes together, plus you guys are good with making friends, I'm not."
That shut them up. We spent the remainder of the class just sitting in a circle and strumming peacefully, the silence was wonderful and I smiled to be myself with pride, I know I won that conversation, but deep down I wish I hadn't.
I want this story to be depressing but remain realistic. It isn't going to just turn depressing, it is slowly gonna build up. Hopefully I can accomplish that. It isn't all going to be negative, but if you want to read a happy story, this isn't for you. Tell me what you guys think and I shall try to update later today if possible. Oh, and also, the characters are going to be pretty out of character.