I fucking hate being the new kid, honestly I'm pretty sure I moved to the smallest, most hickish town on the planet and today I am finding out firsthand how well rednecks deal with new students, and if your curious it's not very well. For one their fashion sense almost makes me puke in my mouth, I mean if I see one more plaid shirt with cowboy boots I am going to have the worlds greatest freak out. Also they keep staring at me like I'm some kind of freak, my designer clothes dark hair, eyes and skintone make me stick out like an elephant wlaking down the middle of broadway, yes I came from New York. I am currently eating my lunch outside on one of the benches, as of yet I haven't met anyone I could be friends with, It's going to be a long year.
Here I sit drowning in self pity when what will soon become known as my best friend pulls up beside me, I can tell we are going to get along because she also looks like she's straight from the city and because she's not eating inside with the rest of the country bumpkins.
"Hi, I'm Rose." I smile politely, it feels a little awkward but I can't go showing my crazy and wild side at first glance, she doesn't look up for it right now anyways.
"I'm Lissa, and I am glad to see someone else in this school who doesn't think our clothes should look like something straight from Heartland." I laugh, she is someone I could get along with very easily, I might actually see a glimmer of hope in my despressing tunnel of hickville darkness.
"What class do you have next?" Hopefully she's with me, last class I sat beside some girl named Mia and I all I can say is that they should send her back to grade eight where she obviously belongs, maybe she skipped a few grade.
"I have english, we have Mr. Belivok, and I have a boyfriend but oh hot damn!" She giggles, "No really he is the hottest teacher on this earth, you'll love him when you have him, what class do you have?" I am just about to answer when the bell interupts us, I start to jog towards the doors as I yell back English to her. I can't tell if she hears me or not. I ignore the quetsioning stares and head to my locker, I grab my books in record time and make it to class before the teacher who must be the "oh hot damn" hot Mr. Belivok, by some stroke of luck I see Lissa sitting alone in the back of the class, she jumps up and hollers for me to sit beside her I just make it to my seat as the door is shut.
I sit down in my seat and see the hottest thing on legs walk into the classroom. At first guess I would say he was a student coming back for extra credit because he hardly looked 23 but his clothes and demeanor show that he is the one in charge. I feel like I'm having a mental stutter as I look at him, Lissa nudges me and nodds, oh hot damn is correct. You can tell by half the girls expressions in the class that I'm not alone with my assesment of his looks, the other half looks like they're taking their daydreams past the sweet first kiss stage.
"Good afternoon class, today we have a new student in our class, Rosemarie Hathaway could you please come to the front of the class and introduce yourself." I freeze, in none of my other classes was I forced to do this, I can't help but flip him off under my desk. His expression looked almost as if he could tell that I was giving him the finger. "Rosemarie?"
"Rose." I correct as I make my way up to the front of the room, every single set of eyes in on me and I have the overwhemling urge to punch Mr. Belivok in the face, he could have all the looks in the world but right now his hotness was irreleavent, I hated him. I'm quite sure my face portrayed my message because he went to stand behind his desk, at least he was out of my reach, When I spun to face my classmates I saw that it was worse than I thought, every one of their backwood looking faces were set in a curious shock, getting a new student was probably like a Christmas gift to them, I considered telling them what I thought but decided against it, no need for a detention on my first day. "Hey everyone, I'm Rose, I moved from New York to come here and live with my father. Also I would like to award all of you for being the largest group of people I've ever seen wearing plaid shirts, cowboy boots and those horse belt bucks, congrats!" And with that I made my way to the back of the class, everyones faces were hilarious some were laughing, others offened, and some were looking down at their outfits with pride as if I had just complimented them. Mr. Belivok looked like he was crossed between laughing and giving me a detention, Lissa was beaming I couldn't help but smile. When I came to my seat I noticed that the guy to my right was in near hysterics, he stuck out because of his black t-shirt and ripped demin jeans. He was also pale with balck hair and blue eyes. Little tears had started to form around the corners of his eyes and his face was red with lack of oxegene I started to laugh with him and despite just being insulted the rest of the class joined in.
"Thank you miss Hathaway for that very instightful and wonderful way of greeting the class," he smirked at me for a second before continuing, I felt my thoughts of his shift, maybe I didn't hate him just dislike. Actually who am I kidding, this was going to be my favorite class for more reasons than one. "now if everyone can please turn to page 251 in the text..." Throughout the class I got to meet a few people that I liked, the first being the giggle goth kid who turned out to be named Christian and to other easy going guys named Eddie and Mason. I spent the rest of the class talking to Lissa and trying unsucessfully to pay attention to the lesson, but I didn't get to leave the moment class ending like I planned instead I got called back by Mr. Belivok.
"Rose may I speak with you for a moment." After listening to him speak for 65 minutes I have come to the conclusion that his accent is Russian, wonder how the hell he ended up here. I nodded and turned, I had been so close to freedom! But on the bright side I only have one more period left and then Lissa is comnig over to help me unpack. "So how are you liking St. Vald's?"
"Horribly, and I've been in trouble before Mr. B, you can cut the small talk and tell me why I'm really here." I tack on a smile at the end for good measure, he does not look like the kind of person you want to get on the bad side of. His smile falters a little bit and I feel bad until I remember I am probably about ot get a detention.
"Mr. Belivok," he corrects, "and I know your not going to like this but appaerntly you had a number of consicenses to face back at your old school." He raises one eyebrow and stares at me, I let the memory of my last stupid stunt run through my head.
"Alexis come on nobody will find out, lets go!"
"But Rose what if someone cathes us?" Her anexity was almost laughabe.
"Look Alex, either we do this or I do, you choice." He nodded and hoisted me up to the roof of our dorm, we then proceded to pour buckets apon bucks of black paint effectivly blacking out all the windows and making it possible for us to go on to phase two. "Kay Alex, now when I say go I want you to help me place all of these stink bombs in the vent, ok?" she nodds, "GO!"
Slowly I get what he is trying to say "No, no, no, no, no please Mr. B," Shit this is bad, lets just say that I had more detentions lined up for me than I did days left of school.
"I'm sorry Rose but the only way they'll let you graduate is if you serve detentions before and after school until the end of the year." His tone goes soft for a minute and I hope that he might also think that my punishment is a little to severe, until he continues, "and that is exactly what you'll get, every morning and afternoon you are to report to my classroom, if you miss more than one detention you will be expelled." The nice Mr.B is gone and in his place is some coldhearted Russian douche bag. I don't agree or disagree but as I leave the room I can't help but say one more little thing to annoy him, maybe to show him this is a horrible idea.
I put on my best annoy teachers pet voice and say "You better be bringing the coffee Comrad, I'd like a extra large triple triple." I smile sweetly and leave the class, fully prepared to show him what a mistake this is going to be.
As I walk to my next class I am in a foul mood, I explain to the teacher why I was late and can tell he does not give two shits about where I've been. actually I'm pretty sure he already doesn't like me although I can't fathom why. I do later find out that his name is Mr. Alto or Stan as everyone calls him, his hatred for me makes sense now. Miss Rebecca Alto was the head mistriss at my last private school and judging by the look on his face I'd bet my whole closet that they know eachother well enough to spead gossip about one unruly student like me. He teaches math so I don't really listen to anything going on during the class, I tell Lissa that she will have ot come later due to my detentions but she says she'll wait, apparently she has some project to do with Christian, who I now know is her boyfriend. I can't see how thye got together but I guess sometimes love works like that. I spend most my time cheating off Lissa and dreading my detention, I'm guessing it won't be over an hour or so and I don't really feel the need to tell my father, he doesn't get home till seven so it works out fine.
The bell rings all to quick and before I know it I find myself waiting at Mr. B's door hating life, he lets me in without a word and gestures for me to take a seat, after a few minutes of silence my ears start to ring and I can't take it anymore.
"Arn't you going to say something?" I don't have to talk loud because I am sitting in the desk right beside his but after it being so quite it sounds like I'm screaming to me.
"Your not here to chit chat miss Hathaway." I don't know why but the fact that he is so polite is really starting to piss me off.
"Yeah well thye didn't bring me in here to drive me insane either and if I have to sit here for another minute and listen to that damn clock I'm going to lose it!" I swear to god if he doesn't reply I will freak out, I am actually just getting ready to tell him off when he speaks.
"What would you like to talk about miss Hathaway?" Not really what I was looking for but at least it's something.
"Call me Rose, if I have to spend the rest of the year here we might as well be on a first name bases, alright Comrad?" I smile hoping my joking will lighten the mood, how can he be so god damn serious, it's infuriating!
"You don't know anything about Russia so cut the Comard thing Ok?" He waits but I just laugh, "if you really have that big of a probelm calling me by my proper name then at least call me Dimitri." Finally! He smiles and I mentally pat myself on the back for breaking the serious mood. "Only outside of class though." And there we go, nevermind.
"Alright, I guess that will work, so why did you move all the way to the middle of nowhere?"
"I didn't really have a choice, they needed me here and it was a good opportunity so I went." His face falls a little at the mention of leaving his hometown.
"But you miss Russia don't you?" Trust me, he doesn't have ot explain what it feels like ot not want to move.
"How did you know that?" For a second he look almost open, like his walls are down but he quickly averts his eyes.
"Because I just moved too, I know what you felt because it's what I'm feeling right now, also, I could tell by your eyes." He looks taken aback by my words, he looks as if he is about to say something but instead he leans back and looks t his computer, we had both been unintentually leaning in.
"Well Rose, I'll let you go five minutes early because it's your first day," he smiles up at me, I'm already out of my seat and ready to go, "don't forget to be here bright and early!" His fake enthusisum has me laughing but I abruptly stop.
"How early is ealry?" I ask, my voice caustious.
"7am." He says suddenly very interested in his penholder.
"WHAT!" I shriek, "I have ot be at the school at seven am, are you fucking kidding me!"
"Language miss Hathaway." He warns, I take a few deep breaths and look at his face. Ok calmed down enough to speak rationally, I guess.
"do I really have to be here by 7?" I ask quitely hoping to repair the damage I caused but to my surprise he smiles.
"If you bring your own cup I keep a coffee maker in my room, I guess i'll allow you to use it." the teasing grin from earier reappers on his face, which I've now decided is my favoritre thing.
"You know, if I didn't absolutely hate you for making me wake up so early I might actually consider you human, not just some alien teacher from hicktown." He laughs, something I love the sound of, and tells me to get out before he changes his mind. I just walk close the door to turn and see Lissa and Christian standing there waiting for me.
"What was that about?" Lissa's curiousity can't really be blamed, I mean if you told me a couple hours ago I'd be joking around with Dimitri I would have rolled my eyes and laughed.
"Dimitri said I could borrow his coffee maker in the mornings for my early detention." Both her and Christian laugh, but their faces look surprised instead of happy. "What?" I ask seeing them looking at me out of the corner of their eyes.
"Nothing, just no other really jokes with Mr. Belivok, or calls him by his first name that's all."Lissa doesn't even all him his first name while he's not around as if he's going to go all Chuck Norris on her ass and jump out randomly and give her a detention or something, peopel here are weird. As we walk to the parkign lot I feel an easy smile on my face as I look back up at the school and see Dimitri looking down at us from his desk in his classroom, I can't help but make a funny face at him, the last thing I see before I jump into my car is him laughing and turning back to his computer.
~ Sorry guys but this is no my main story, After the End is :( I just couldn't get this out of my head so I had to write it down, I do plan on updating but I can't say for sure how often. I will try to update both stories as much as possible though :) Tell me what you think!