CHAPTER 3: LOSERS NEVER WIN
"Uhm, miss. It's true. He's been in the principal's office. I've seen him. I swear." I explain. Of course I had to cover for him. He was nice! Plus, Logan was obviously lying. And Logan seems like a total jerk anyway.
"Well then! Thank you Ms. McDonald, KENDALL! Sit. Take down important details, now!" she says, sternly glaring at Kendall. Kendall's eyes roll and he takes his seat.
I take my seat and take down more notes on important dates and schedules, I then look at Kendall's direction and I see him saying a silent thank you to me. I smile and wave him a hello. I look back to the board, seeing a blonde girl glaring at me unkindly. I'm guessing this is Kendall's girlfriend. I just look back at my notes, trying my best not to look at her direction or Kendall's.
40 minutes pass and we're dismissed. I leave my seat quietly. I take my brown messenger bag until three girls approach me, snapping their fingers with their French manicured nails coming up close to my face.
"Are you messing around with my boy? Or what?" she says, She's the blonde who was staring at me weirdly when I was looking at Kendall's direction awhile ago. I then look down and start leaving, but the two girls keep blocking my passage way, leaving me to stay with them.
"I didn't do anything." I explain. I then start leaving until Kendall bumps into me, protecting me. He puts his arm around me and starts arguing with the blonde senior.
"She didn't do anything, Jo. Shut up." Kendall explains to her, she then snaps her fingers with perfectly groomed nails in front of me and exit with the two girls doing the same as her. I roll my eyes as they leave and I walk to my next class. But to my surprise, Kendall catches up from my behind saying,
"Hey!" He shouts from afar, I look back slowly and stop to talk to him.
"Thanks. You helped me, a lot. Miss would've killed me if you didn't tell her the truth. But I'm sorry also for Jo. She can get really over protective. I mean, me and her have been going out ever since we were freshman. Hey, your next class is math, two rooms down that hall. G'luck."
"Gee, thanks Mr. Schmidt" I say, smiling.
I then wave him goodbye and leave for my next class. The next few classes were alright, the teachers were friendly and I was relieved I didn't need to be with a lot of seniors, I guess I only need to go through them every first period and some sessions of study hall. Most of my classes were usually with sophomores, barely seniors.
But as I enter for lunch, I see a crowded area which has two floors. The walls are a mix of red and orange, the colors of the school. The floors were in wood. I swear, all you could see are people chasing each other, some starting a food fight, some eating like barbarians. I was just standing there, all alone and confused. I was ashamed as I see Jo with the other girls whispering things in front of my face and laughing after. I flatten my fuchsia floral dress and hold tightly my denim jacket. My only authentic denim jacket. The jacket reminds me of my mom who recently passed away. One of the reasons why we also moved.
I go straight ahead to get some food and I see a few boys staring at me.
I give them a confused glare and look back at the cafeteria lady, I then feel someone approaching me. I look at him and he smiles saying,
"Hey, cutie. Want to go out tonight?" he says.
I take a distance from him and I suddenly fall into the arms to a really cute guy, he then punches the gang of boys. The boys run away and he helps me choose what to order.
"The name's Zach. Senior. Don't try to mess with those boys if you're ever planning to. You'll end up like those three people in the corner." He says, pointing to Logan and two other people. I look away and ask him,
"Hey, where can I sit here? I mean, there IS a lot of people here."
"Oh, I can't sit with you right now. I'm sure you'll find people, right?" he says, fixing his hair.
"Yeah! I'll totally find people. Thanks anyway, I guess." I say, I then take a juice box and scan through the whole cafeteria, I look around and finally see an empty table. I try to sit down but the same girls and Jo in the middle comes in snapping me away.
"First, YOU take my boyfriend. Now OUR table? Camille! Jennifer!" She screams. Two girls from her behind then come to her reign. "TAKE HER AWAY!"
The two girls then whack my food away from me and the two girls take my braided hair and drag me away from the table. I look really messy now. My dress has stains all over it, thank goodness my jacket is still clean. I sweep myself up and just go out the school and get a sandwich from my bag and head to the janitor's closet
I redo my messy hair into a cleaner fishtail braid and wipe my small tears. It's just my first day, and here I am. Crying, I wipe these small tears, but the more I think of it, I cry harder. I weep slowly and suddenly, louder. I didn't even know anything about these people, it's just my first day! I then cry in front of the small mirror and see myself, so pale and my eyes show how glum I feel.
I fall to the floor after a few minutes and start crying some more. But the door suddenly opens and I'm scared to be humiliated once more. The door widens slowly and all I could see was a man entering with a sandwich is his hand.