The dirty little beast followed me to my next lesson in building six. I fully intended to sweep into my Government class, into safety, but my plan was thwarted when Eric grabbed my waist, gave me a "sexy" look, licked his lips then skipped off in joy. I stood there in full blown shock for about twenty seconds.
"Stop Bella," I told myself. "He's just a fucking nerd."
My Government teacher, Mr. Varner, looked like a biker. His hair was long and greasy, pulled back into a plait. His teeth were black. He smiled anyway, the sick, sick man.
I had two other lessons before lunch which I won't go into detail about, because they were that shit. This girl followed me to the cafeteria. I vaguely remembered her from both Trig and Spanish, but for all I knew, she was a lesbian waiting to pounce.
We sat with her friends, all of whom told me their name, but I forgot them instantly because my mind was on bigger issues, such as animal cruelty. The Eric guy was across the table from me, giving me a pervish smile and a slow wink. He raised his hand to the side of his mouth and moved it across and back again, moving his tongue in time. Basically, he wanted a blowjob.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO YOU BASTARD!" I screamed. "DON'T MAKE ME DO IT. PLEASE NOOO. NO! NO! I CAN'T DO IT! PLEASE DON'T MAKE ME. BILLY… IT WAS BILLY. HE DID THIS TO ME. I DON'T LIKE BOYS. EVERYONE RUN! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES."
"Fucking hell Bella!" yelled the Trig/Spanish girl, "sit the fuck down! Eric's always like that, chill out."
I sat down, hyperventilating slightly and shaking from head to pissing foot. Ever since the incidents with Billy Black when I was younger, I'd had a few mental episodes, similar to the one I had just experienced.
Everyone was giving me evils, or looking at my boobs, when I saw them.
They were sat across the cafeteria, ignoring what the rest of the school was staring at… me.
They all looked completely different, but identical. In my head, that didn't make sense, and it still doesn't make sense now. How could they be identical, but completely different? Who knows? I don't. I don't know.
There was a big boy. He had dark hair and big muscles. He was fit. Another one had blonde hair, and he was a bit wimpy, not so fit. Then, there was a ginger. A ginger in all it's glory. His hair was tousled and wet. He looked like he just stepped out of a shower. "FUCKS SAKE," he suddenly shouted. "This pissing leak is doing my head in!" I looked to where his eyes were directed and saw a hole in the cafeteria roof. The rain was dripping onto his head in a steady rhythm. So much for the shower…
I moved on to the girls. I didn't like, make a move on them. That would be lesbianism, and that's not right.
The blonde one was hot. The other one wasn't.
"Trig girl?" I called to the horse faced bitch next to me.
"Yah?" She replied in her annoyingly fake American accent.
"Who are they?"
She knew who I was on about even though I didn't make any reference to them at all.
"The Cullens. They live together. Alice and Jasper are together – ugly girl and wimpy boy. Rosalie and Emmett are together – hot girl and muscled guy. I hate Edward – the ginger."
"What's your name?"
"Jess."
"Cool."
"Cool."
The bell rang, and I got up to go to my next lesson, Biology. As I was walking to the exit, I slipped on a banana skin which was probably placed in the inconvenient position by Billy Black himself. As I was hurtling through the air, I tried to aim for the automatic doors but instead, found myself aiming for a boy sat at a table with his legs parted. I opened my mouth in shock as I saw his hard-on.
The hard-on entered my mouth. I bit down hard – a automatic reaction to this alien object. I stood up after the boy had kicked my head in for biting his penis, and went to Biology.
Walking through the grounds, I realised what morons attended Forks High School. Exhibit A: Eric the Perv singing "My milkshake brings all the girls to the yard."
Exhibit B: Jess dragging herself across the floor like a dog with an itchy bum hole/ piles does.
A strange, strange world I lived in.