My next few classes were uneventful, I hated getting close to anybody, but Turk was unavoidable. I liked him though, he was cool. But I doubt I'd be here long enough. I doubt he'd accept me for what I have inside of me… I doubt anyone would. I looked all over the cafeteria looking for an open seat, but all were taken, except for ones which were located by some kids that weren't looking at anything in particular or eating but had trays with food at them, just touching it. I pulled at the straps of my backpack to tighten it around my shoulders.
I made my way to the back where the seat was. It was like some of the kids were avoiding them. Hmm. Turk was in the same lunch period and he popped right next to me, and like me, he had no tray with him. Just a drink. I had brought mine from home, it was a Sprite. He was also in the same dilemma as I was, and I pointed to the back. He nodded. We made our way there like we owned the place. I was seated by a bronze-haired boy. He immediately touched the arm of the girl next to him. "So, Turk, do you know what other classes we have together?" I asked. I pulled out my crumpled schedule out of my backpack and showed it to him.
"Dude! How are you in so many different grades?" He gasped.
"Well…I've moved around a lot, and credits don't always get everywhere and some classes are electives in other places. Like, P.E. for example, my old school didn't have P.E. except for freshman. I'm supposed to be a junior, but I've kind of failed some classes too. And see, Biology was for freshman down in Texas, then I moved to Vallejo, Mexico, then to Michigan, then California, and now…I'm here. Mom likes moving a lot. I hate it." He nodded. "I don't know how long I'll be staying here though…so it's going to suck when I have to move again. I wouldn't be surprised if we moved in the next few months." I laughed nervously.
"Yeah, I've only moved to two places and I hated it, leaving friends and all that." He complied.
"Yeah, that's why I try to be the oddball out, I try to act scarier and worse than I really am, so that way, all I get is back talking and it's okay to move, I just try to not fit in, that way…I don't have to worry about losing friends. Just…never make them…and you're good. Except for at my last school. I had some trouble with this one dude, and well, I hooked up with him, but then I moved. So much for a happy ending." I smiled. I pulled my phone out and started texting Alan to see how he was doing. I quickly got an answer.
"Cool, you got a cell, that's awesome." He smiled.
"Yeah, well, when you've lived in as much places as I have, my parents have to get a hold of me for stuff, check up on me. But they usually never call, plus I hate them. Usually." I laughed, I handed the phone over to him. I heard the pack of 5 talking. Reflexively I turned to them quickly. They all looked at me. The boy with bronze-hair stared into my eyes. Confused and pained at something. They quickly turned hateful. I stood up. Crushing the now empty soda in my hands. "Come on Turk, let's go." He nodded and followed me. I wasn't wanted there. I felt like skipping the rest of school with Turk, but decided to go to class since I had to get that paper thing signed and turned into the office.
"Well, I'll see you later then!" Turk shouted as he ran off in the direction of the highway.
"Yeah, ok…"I started off for F103. When I got to the class I immediately saw the bronze-haired boy, who had the only…open seat left…Oh God help me now. Mr. Banner took the time to sign my card at the beginning of class then directed me to my seat.
"Edward, I presume that you will help your new classmate?" Mr. Banner lifted up his coffee mug…who drinks coffee in the afternoon? I shrugged. Edward looked like he wasn't breathing. I picked my foot from the floor to it's rightful place on the desk. I tapped my fingers on my pants. I tried smiling at the guy but there was no luck for me. In an instant he was shocked. He stared at my stomach, oh my god! Did he know!?
He quickly shot his hand up. "Mr. Banner." He gulped. "Can I please…the bathroom…?" Everyone was looking at him crazily. That didn't exclude me. He ran out of the room, bathroom pass now unmistakably in his hand. After everyone was over the shock, most of the classroom's population zeroed in on me. Oh Great…Attention. Don't we just love that?