So, I can't think of anything else to write for my HSM story, so I just decided to write a different story… BUT, I'm not completely abandoning the other story. :) I just need a little bit of time to think…I think I know what I want to write for this story though. :) Yay. So…here's my new story. :)
Alex's POV-
I let out a sigh as I walked into school. Today would probably be like any other, I'd probably be tormented all day by my ex best friend, Nate Gray. Nate and I used to be best friends since kindergarten, but something changed in middle school. Nate decided he was way cooler than me, so he pretty much ditched me for the cooler guys. Bastard. Even 4 years later, I'm still being tormented by him.
I'm close to Nate's brother, Shane. He's like my older brother…The sweet older brother I never had. Don't get me wrong, Justin's nice, but he can be such a know it all sometimes, it gets really annoying. Even though I'm close to Shane though, Nate and I used to be closer.
I reached my locker, which was so conveniently in between Nate's and Shane's. They hadn't come yet, which was good. I stuffed my bag into my locker and quickly ran to homeroom. I quickly spotted Mitchie. Mitchie's my other best friend. She and Shane have this thing going on between them, but she'll never admit it. I quickly slid into the seat next to her. "Hey."
"Alex! Hi!" I rolled my eyes. Mitchie was always so perky in the morning, it was annoying.
"I think this is the first time that I've gotten to school earlier than Nate…Maybe this is a sign, that my day will actually turn out great!"
Mitchie smiled. "Maybe."
Seconds after the warning bell rang, Nate and Shane quickly ran into the room. Shane scanned the room, spotted me and Mitchie, and sat in the seat behind Mitchie. We turned around and started exchanging our hellos. Then, the desk that I was resting my elbow on, was suddenly stolen by someone who smelled familiar. I looked up to see brown, cold eyes staring back at me. Nate. Of course, just my luck. I quickly turned around, but not before noticing the look that was passed between Mitchie and Shane.
Shane sighed. "Look, Alex, Nate…Don't you think you guys could make up and just get over it?"
I took a deep breath and turned around slowly at Shane. "Shane. We've talked about this before. I've tried talking to that… bastard. But, you know what? He thinks he's so much better than I am. So, if he talks to me, then my uncoolness is contagious. I've tried, in 6th grade. But if he doesn't want to be friends, fine."
Shane sighed, "Nate?"
Nate rolled his eyes. "'Scuse me. But, I don't think I'm better than you. I know that I am."
"You know what, Nate? I don't care. At least I have good friends. Friends that I know won't ever ditch me for being cool. They're the kind of people I can actually call my best friends. My true friends. I thought you were one of those people too, but I was wrong. You fucking suck." I quickly stood up, making Mitchie jump and spotted an empty seat. …Which was next to a guy who constantly picked his nose and ate it…Eww. But I didn't care. "I fucking hate you," I ran away before anyone could see the tears that were quickly forming in my eyes. Today was going to be a long day.
So, that's it... :) If you like it, please leave a review! :) Thanks! :)
