STAN
I flick away my finished cigarette. I'm beyond frustrated and so over school. I'm this close to wanting to drop out but my mom will kill me. It is close to the end of my senior year so much longer.
"Raven," said Pete flipping his red colored bangs off his eyes. I don't think he will ever get rid of his signature hairstyle. Pete has gotten a lot taller standing at 5'9 with a medium build. He is not heavy but not thin either. "You start that tutoring today?"
"Unfortunately…" I drone leaning against the brick wall behind me.
"It could always be worse," said Henriette blowing her cigarette smoke away from me. "I mean we have what… 6 months left in this place." Henriette is still heavy set. Her mom tried putting her on a diet our sophomore year which ended up with her eating more to piss her mom off so she finally left her alone. She tends to wear corsets a lot to make her look slimmer. She wore her hair long for a while until she says it started to get on her fucking nerves. Now she is wearing a bob that is long in the front and short in the back.
"Longer if Raven here doesn't do well on in his math class," said Pete.
"Whatever," I muttered. "Michael is off this Friday?"
"Yeah," replied Henriette. "We're suppose to be hanging out in my house."
"God, I was thinking we could all get a place together or something," said Pete. "Michael is dying to get away from his parents."
"I think we all are at this point," said Henriette. "I will kill myself if I have to live with my folks another year."
"I guess it is something we can discuss on Friday," I replied. I pull out my phone seeing it time for me to go to my tutor session. "I'll see you guys later." I walk into the school heading towards the library. I start to think about the last couple of years. I pretty much hate life in general and everything around me. The only thing that makes me happy is writing and hanging with my friends. I haven't been the same since Wendy broke up with me in 4th grade. I know it's weird hard a grudge that long but that heartbreak was enough to last me a lifetime. I never felt such betrayal because of that I haven't dated anyone since.
I walk into the library and look around for where I'm suppose to be meeting this nerdy ass tutor. All I know is that I'm suppose to meet them in the school library. I spot Wendy and I swear I almost bolted for the door. I always do my best to avoid her. She looks the same for the most part except more aged up. I try not to stare at her too hard because I feel the hurt all over again if I do too long. I swallow my pride and continue walking towards her. She sees me and immediately walks away towards a table with two students already there. It looks like she has some people she is already tutoring. I see a table with a bag on the chair but no one is at the table. I stand there feeling more stupid by the minute. I refuse to ask Wendy a damn thing. I turn to leave when I see Kyle. He looks just as surprised to see me as I am to see him.
"Stan," He is shorter than me with his 5'8 height compared to my 6'0. You wouldn't look at him and think he is a tutor. He is dressed down in sneakers, jeans, and a tee. His hair is not as curly as I remember, it looks like he straightened it or something. I don't know shit about this stuff but I do know that his hair is not curly how it was before. I shift when I get to his green eyes forcing myself not to be embarrassed for staring too hard.
"It's Raven," I correct him shoving my hands into my black jeans. "What do you want?"
"The attitude is not necessary," he replied. "You can go about your business, you're interrupting the tutor session I have set up." This catches my attention.
"I'm here to be tutored," I say slowly. Kyle's eyes get wide a little confirming what I know deep down inside.
"What subject?" he asked.
"Math," he sighs.
"I'm the math tutor and Wendy handles English," Thank god, I would die if I had to sit with her. I shiver thinking about it. "Well, you are in the right place although you are late. Did you bring the required materials?" Nice to see his ass hasn't changed too much.
"No," I replied like he just asked me a stupid question.
"How am I going to help you and you're not even trying," he said agitatedly.
"It's the first session. I figured you would do your smart thing or whatever."
"Seriously Stan, oh I'm sorry Raven. I need to see your quizzes, homework, notes so I can see the teacher's teaching style. It also helps me to know what is being discussed in your class. I'm not there so I need that information."
"Are you making fun of me?" I ask almost growling. I don't like how he said my name, Raven.
"I'm not making fun of you," he snapped. He is still hot-tempered as ever. "I'm trying to make sure you graduate."
"As if you really care about me," I said almost yelling. I see the librarian give us a look. I could give two shits right now about being quiet, they are lucky I even set foot in here.
"Do you want to finish school or not?" he questioned folding his arms over his chest. "I would love to see the look on your mom's face when she finds out you're not graduating," I growl at the fact he still knows my family so well. "I thought so, now sit down." I reluctantly plop down in the chair feeling like a fool. I fold my arms trying to calm down. Kyle was my best friend. He made one attempt to help me after the breakup but that was it, like what the hell. Some best friend you are. "What kind of math are you taking?"
"Geometry," I muttered.
"Good," he replied ignoring my attitude sitting down in the chair across from me. "Since you did not bring anything with you, do you know what you're working on right now?"
"Not really," I shrugged. Kyle signs again.
"Do you even want this? I can't help you if you don't want to help yourself."
"I want to finish school and get this shit over with," I reply.
"Well we're not going to get anything done today without your materials," he replied. "Do you know what days you will be coming here after school?"
"I haven't decided," I replied.
"I will be able to make a suggestion depending on how much help you need," he replied as he packed up his books. "Meet me here tomorrow and this time please bring the required materials." I stand up more annoyed than when I first got here. I walk away without even saying bye to him. Talking down to me like I'm some kid. I get to the parking lot hoping inside my dad's old car and pulling off.
I get home going straight to my room. My family is use to me not chatting with them much at this point. The one thing I like about being goth is even Shelly doesn't fuck with me. She use to hit me a lot as a kid for no damn reason, not anymore. She knows I will fight back and she wants no part of that. I pull out my phone messaging Pete.
Raven: Hey what are you doing
Pete: Aren't you studying
Raven: No I didn't have any of my shit
Pete: Typical
Raven: Fucking Kyle is my tutor
Pete: No way
Raven: Yeah then I saw fucking Wendy
Pete: Sounds like you were in hell, was it nice?
I laugh before sending him my next message.
Raven: Fuck you, no it wasn't nice it was fucking weird
Pete: I do feel sorry you're forced to have to talk to these morons. Just do what you need to pass the class
I take off my clothes changing into some black sweats and a faded black tee that I have washed a million times. I sit on my bed turning on the TV. I'm not looking forward to tomorrow. I just have so many unresolved feelings about my old friends ditching me. I grab a pen and paper deciding to get my feelings out.