Mondays. They are the bane of my very existence. I hate them, but today was different. It all started when Mr. Clegg called me over. It was the very start of the school day, and I was already busy arguing with Maggie and Chris. My classroom was boring, beige walls and cream tile floors. The teacher's desk was in the back of the room and the chalkboard was in the front. The desks were in groups of three and there were about ten groups of them. Currently, Maggie and I had moved the Chris's group to hang out and argue, like we usually do. But, unlike Maggie, along with arguing, I also steal.
I don't steal big things, just books. I steal books from almost anyone , it's fun. Sue they get annoyed, but hey, I feel like I have to. It is my civic duty to read the back of other people's books. I give back the stuff I steal (sometimes) but they still get mad. Weird, right?
"Maggie, corn dogs aren't that amazing as a carnival game. My ice cream is better." I said.
"No, mine is!" Chris said.
"CORN DOGS!" Maggie yelled. While Maggie yelled, I was already stealing Jason's book for the fifty-third time that year. See, the reason for our argument is because we all had to make a carnival came. Maggie is what you might call an eccentric genius, and she got into her head that her carnival game would be the most amazing, as long as she had corn dogs. Chris was there because Chris was really cute, and I liked hanging around him in the mornings. Anyway, Mr. Clegg decided to walk in at that exact moment with the guidance counselor in tow.
"Ms. Patton, we have a new student you have to show around today. If you would please come to my office..." Mrs. Young(previously mentioned guidance counselor) gestured towards the door. I walked down the crowded hallway as she started describing the new student.
"His name is Zach, he just came from England!" She acted like an excited school girl. That is pretty creepy it you ask me. As we walked into the office, I noticed all the other female teachers and students acted just as flustered as the guidance counselor. I had no idea why, until I saw Zach. He was sitting in the armchairs next to the wall when I walked in. Now, I am what you may call a (pathological) liar, but I'm not exaggerating when I say he is an Adonis. His eyes were the perfect shade of baby blue, his hair was blond and wavy, he was tall, but not too tall. His smile looked like it could fix all problems in the world. I was tempted to ship him off to Washington D.C. to see if he could fix America's government. No wonder everyone was acting like schoolgirls, I'm surprised they aren't worshiping the ground he stands on.
I was just about to giggle and act like a fool like everyone else, but then he smirked. He smirked like he knew that I was going melt like all the other girls. I hated it, I hated him, and I hated doing what people expect me to do most of all.
"Hello, welcome to Riverledge High School, home of the wolves. I'll be your guide today, please follow me." I said curtly. He looked surprised for a second, and I love it. Catching people off guard by doing the opposite of what they expect is and amazing.
Sadly, he regained his composure quickly and smiled at me like I was the most interesting thing in the world.
"Hello, my name is Zach. Zach Pond" Another blinding smile. Darn It, that accent is adorable. I was starting to really dislike this guy. Who does he think he is? No one comes to my school and tries to sweep me off my feet. You can have any other girl in the world but me.
"Pleasure to meet you." My voice was so completely covered in sarcasm that you could see it. "Come along Pond." I called as I walked through the door. I heard trying to catch up as I raced through the hallways. I walked through the maze that they call a school and only stopped in front of the library to look at his schedule. First period is science, second period is extended math, third period is extended language arts.
"What the heck dude, you have all my classes with me!" I cried. Only two people have all my classes with me, one of them being Chris. He just looked at me, all innocent like. I swear to god I was gonna smack that boy someday. I don't know why, but ever since he arrived I hated him. I feel like it's the opposite for every other girl in the world.
"I don't know, maybe we're just meant to be together." He said. I guess he thought I would be flattered and happy and girly and the total opposite of me. Tough luck, creep.
"I didn't know I was that unlucky. Come on, I'll show you your classes." I snapped. I turned around and was walking even faster than before. Just as I was about to start running, I turned around. Just my luck, he was running trying to catch up to me. As you can imagine, he crashed into me.
I fell backwards on the floor, and sadly, he fell on top of me. His face was right above me, and I almost felt not disgusted. But then I smashed that and started yelling.
"How dare you!"
"Not my fault!"
"You ran into me!"
"Because you stopped so suddenly!"
"Why are you still on top of me?"
"I kinda like it. How about you?"
To answer him, I stuck how my tongue and pushed him off of me. That was probably the worst part of my week.
"This is the library. You can go in the morning, during lunch, after school, and during class with your teacher's permission." I said with a monotone. I felt like if I had any emotion, it would be angry.
I started walking again away from Zack. I started pointing at out classes and telling him when to go, when to leave, and when to go to lunch and to his locker. He looked fascinated, like he had never gone to school before.
"And this science, our first class for the day." I pointed to the door, finally able to finish my tour. But, before I could open the door, he opened it for me. I glared at him as I walked through the door. For some reason, he just laughed. The science room was almost exactly like Mr. Clegg's room, but sideways. Also, on the left side of the room, the wee groups of two instead of three. I was on the left side and the only person I sat next to way my friend Alyssa.
I started reading my book like I usually do before class starts, but then I realized class isn't stating. I looked up from my book, and every single girl in my class, including the teacher, was staring at Zach. The rest of the boys were looking around in confusion, and Zach was staring at me, probably wondering why I was not captivated by his godly beauty.
I got up and started walking towards the teacher. I waved my hand in front of her face. She showed no reaction to me waving my hand in her face like an idiot. Seeing that I couldn't get in trouble, I walked to the back of the room and reached inside the filing cabinets. I knew that every single boy in the room was staring at me, but I always liked the limelight. Carefully, I drew out her science beaker full of hershey's kisses. I unwrapped one and popped it into my mouth and smiled. I always liked chocolate.
"Anyone want one?" I asked to the class. Of course, only the boys raised their hands. I started walking around and passing them out. I gave two to the boys who said thank you. Eventually, we all got up and sat down in the back, including Zach.
"Why did you steal from the teacher?" He asked, extremely confused.
"I feel like I have the right to steal from an old woman who's looking at a high school boy like a piece of meat." I said, popping another chocolate in my mouth.
"No, you just like to steal." Laughed Chris. I threw a chocolate at him playfully.
"Interesting" Zach said while writing something on his arm. I grabbed his arm and starting reading aloud from it.
"Pretty, could be smart enough to be Athena. Fighter, could be Ares. Saw though the spell, possibly one of the big three. Notorious thief, strong possibility of Hermes." I read, dumbfounded. Then I became angry.
"What the heck is this! Why do you have the Greek Gods? Is this about me! I'll have you know I'm a genius with straight A's. I going to eleventh grade classes next year in tenth grade! Creep!" I ranted. Everyone else was staring at Zach like he was a stalker.
"No, no, no. You don't understand," he started turning his charm on, "I have a fascination with Greek Gods. Every time I meet someone new, I always try to figure out who their godly parent might be. I choose her because she was the first person I met." I didn't believe it, but everyone else was nodding their heads like it made so much sense.
"Why Eileen though? She's so uninteresting!" Said Carlos. I threw all my chocolate wrappers at him.
"Who's Eileen?" Asked Zach. I just remembered that I hadn't told him yet.
"Me" I said at the exact moment the monster burst into the classroom.