The alarm clock droned on and on until I got really annoyed. I smacked my hand on the bed side table only to find a post it was now stuck on my hand. "Nice try Deca but you'll have to try harder than that. Blake."
"Ugh!" I signed and got up to find the retched alarm clock.
After about 5 minutes of searching for it I finally found it.
"Victory!" I shouted as I found it sitting in the microwave in the kitchen. I picked it up and with as much force as I could manage threw it at the wall, watching in pleasure as it crumbled to pieces.
As I looked at my watch I found it was still quite early and so I decided to pick my clothes out and have a shower. I chose a black blouse with a few badges and a checkered black and white tie and a chain around my neck, black skinny jeans and my favourite black and purple chuck talour's. As I got into the shower it relaxed each muscle in my body. I got out and got dressed and put a spiked cuff around my wrist to cover some of my old scars on my wrist from the even more depressing days.
I signed and went downstairs I grabbed a granola bar and my skateboard as I headed out the back way through the garage. As I passed I stroked my Aston martin and signed as I skateboarded off.
I got to school in record time and pulled out my ipod and played my favourite song I'm so sick by flyleaf. As I was walking I noticed an unfamiliar car in the school car park and saw a group of five standing around it not speaking then the bell rang and the new kids headed off to class and I did the same. My first class was algebra which I absolutely hate so I just turned my ipod up and watched the numbers being scribbled onto the board.
"Miss Smith are you listening to me?" asked Mr Banner
I turned my head up and smirked "Does it look like I'm listening to you?" I asked sarcastically
Suddenly I heard a chuckle from the desk behind me. I turned and saw a one of the new boys sitting behind me with the most absolutely beautiful crocked smile planted on his face. I turned back around to meet Mr Banner(my algebra teacher)going tomato red. I started laughing and I heard the boy behind me join.
"MISS SMITH GET OUT OF MY CLASS ROOM NOW!!!" He shouted at me.
I smirked in anticipation. "Seriously? You're just going to let me leave like that? Oh it would be my pleasure." I said as I packed my books and looked up at Mr Banner.
"YOU WILL LEAVE MY CLASSROOM AND GO TO THE PRINCIPLE'S OFFICE!!!" he orderd at me.
Ugh I hate being told what to do and so I snapped. Putting my hand in military uniform position on top of my forehead I spoke back with venom filling my words.
"YES SIR I WILL LEAVE YOUR CLASS SIR, BUT I CAN NOT PROMISE YOU I WILL MAKE IT TO THE PRINCIPLE'S OFFICE SIR!" I shouted back.
Then I put my skateboard down and skated out and down the hall. I put my ipod in and listened to claire de lune to calm me so I wouldn't hit anything.
I hung around until lunch time when the bell finally rang and so I went to the cafeteria. As I was heading there I smacked into a wall, a wall? Huh? I don't remember a wall there. Then I jumped up and brushed myself off. That's when I looked up. I met a pair of midnight blue eye's that looked like they were actually glowing. We stood there for about 5 minutes just looking when I decided to say something.
"Geez your as hard as a rock!" Was my genius remark, yes Deca just forget the hello and go ahead and insult the random guy? Nice.
I must have pulled him out of some kind of daze because he shoke his head and looked a little lost and sick.
"Dude are you okay?" I mean I can't be that hard can I? I'm sure as hell not as hard as him.
"Huh?....oh….umm….yeah I'm fine. You okay?" this random guy said.
"I'll be fine….I'll umm….seya around." I said as I waved.
I walked into the cafeteria when I felt an arm around my waist.
"What the hell?!" I shouted as the arm dragged me into the hallway and pushed me against the wall. That's when I saw it was Mike Newton.
I breathed so I wouldn't do anything rational and spoke.
"Mike Newton you get your filthy hands off me."
He pushed up against the wall harder and whispered
"Why? What will you do?" In a voice that I think was meant to sound seductive but it sounded like he was choking on a peanut or something.
Then I snapped when his hand moved to my face. I spun around and kicked him in the back of the knees while he yelped in pain, good. I grabbed his arm and bent it around his back while now I was sure he was about to cry and then pinned him on the ground. Smacking his face forward so his nose would break.
"Touch me again and I'll break more than your nose." I threatened.
And with that I sat up and saw those same midnight blue eye's that looked worried. Huh? Must be one of Mike's friends. Then I realised he had said something to me while I was fretting.
"Are you okay?" He repeated, this time I could hear him.
"Yup. Dunno bout him though." I shrugged. "Might need a few stitches and stuff but he'll live." "Unfortunately" I said in a quiet whisper that he wasn't meant to hear but did anyway.
He chuckled and nodded then walked away to the cafeteria while saying goodbye over his shoulder to me. I just nodded in response and walked the opposite way. I heard something. Oh… it was mike Newton. So he did survive did he? Well damn.
"I doubt you would break my arms and legs, what else is there?" Mike shouted as I walked away. So I turned but continued walking backwards.
"Oh I'm sure I'll find something." I said with a wink and chuckled while he gasped as he finally caught onto what I was talking about.
I turned away and entered the biology class and sat at my desk. I wasn't the only one with an empty desk, Jessica and Lauren or as I like to call them the school sluts sat alone as well. It was kind of an invitation to the guys I guess. I never really cared so I just ignored everyone. Everybody started to pile in from the door and taking their seats. When I finally noticed everyone was already seated and ready for the next lesson.
That's when the door opened with a gush of wind rustling the paper on everyone's desk except for mine because I was seated in the back furtherest away from the door. The entrance made me chuckle because it looked very cliché and to be honest a bit dramatic. When I realised people were looking at me because I was laughing I just flipped them off and turned to see who had just came in. It was that same guy I kept seeing with the really wicked eyes. I chuckled again at my choice of words which brought me to his attention. He looked at me for awhile just standing there in the door entrance when I finally got sick of the annoying staring so I threw a small piece of paper at his forehead and waited until he came back from where ever the hell he was. He looked down at the piece of paper and realised what it was for and looked up giving mean appreciated look and I just nodded in return.
He handed Mr Masterton his slip so he could sign it and received it back a few seconds later. The guy looked up while Jessica and Lauren raced over to try and get him to sit by them it looked like they were attacking him, I actually felt sorry for him. Then he looked at my with the most innocent puppy dog face I had ever seen and stuck out his bottom lip to top it off, I knew what he wanted, he wanted to sit next to me because I was the only one that wasn't looking at him with lust filled eyes. I mean come on?! Even the guys looked like they were daydreaming about him. "Ugh." I mumbled. I looked up again and nodded towards him and once again he smiled in appreciation. He came and sat next to me while I was looking at the response I got from everyone else. The girls were sending death glares at me and surprisingly the guy's were sending death glares at the stranger next to me. My attention was pulled away when I heard a very loud throat clearing beside me.
"Yes?" I said in a politely non interested voice.
"Umm…Thank you…For before…with the paper and stuff and the seating, I'm Logan by the way." He said.
I nodded "I'm Decoda but people call me Deca."
"Oh….." He looked down in silence trying to break the awkwardness I guess then I saw him looking no staring at the old cuts on my arm.
I smirked and said "Their scars." No response. I cleared my throat loudly hoping to stop his staring, it was making me very uncomfortable. He continued to stare. I couldn't handle it anymore.
"Hey?! Hello?!" I whisper yelled. God dammit! And so I tried for a more subtle response. I leaned over and whispered in his ear.
"Logan? You in there Logan?"
"Huh? Oh…umm…sorry just sort of zoned out there. Did you do this to yourself?" he asked as he gently held my arm and stroked the scars. I noted his hand was very cold and I wondered what was wrong with him and decided I would just butt out of his life.If only he wold do the same.
I signed why even bother trying to deny it. "Yes."
He gasped "Why? Why would you do this to yourself? It's so horrible."
Grrr….he's judging me. And I snapped. "Don't judge me, you don't even know me!" I whipped at him and snatched my arm away. Stupid freaking know it all!
"I'm….I'm sorry. I shouldn't have assumed that….." He left the sentence hanging, when I noticed his staring again I might add probably waiting for a response.
I signed and answered "It's okay, your not the first one to notice."
He signed in relief and asked another question to change the subject I guess.
"So….you don't have car?" He said while eyeing my skateboard that was leaned against my chair, another assumption.
I signed this isn't an unusual question since I have heard it all i never really answer them because they ask in a smug way, it jst makes me roll my eyes in response though.
"Yes I have a car, I just don't like to ride it to school." I pouted at the thought that I wont be able to drive it till tonight.
Logan chuckled at my expression and asked "Why don't you drive it to school?"
"It would bring to much attention towards me. I try to blend in. I don't know why I try, I've already failed miserably." I signed and decided that since it doesn't do anything or even really help I would drive it to school tomorrow. Swweeeeetttttt!!!!!!
"Oh…..What kind of car is it?"
Ahhh my most favourite question.
"It's a…a…" I signed "It's an Aston Martain."
I heard a gasp and looked up to see what I could have possibly done this time. Geez this guy is kinda getting on my nerves. Ugh! He must be bi-polar or something.
"Can I see it?" He blurted out before he even noticed what he had said.
And I just laughed in response.
"You'll get your chance tomorrow." I said.
At that exact moment the bell rang and I packed my books up and looked up to see him already gracefully and hurriadly leaving the do i smell or something? I smelt myself selfconsiosly, nope i smell like strawberries.
I finally came to the conclusion that the dude is Bi Polar.