Chapter 10: Dean
So class ends and I get the guy to talk with me in the hall. And the first thing he asks me is my name. Little weird. The guy's been eyeballing me all hour and he doesn't even know my name. Not that I know his. But I barely know anyone's. So I dodge the question. But then the next piece of crap that comes out of his mouth is that he's heard I'm a mechanic and needs his car fixed. So this guy has heard about my job, but he doesn't know my name? Does anyone in the fucking school even know I have a job? There wouldn't be anyone to tell him, so why the hell does he know?
This guy reeks of bad news, and I seriously need to find out what he knows about me. So I say yes to looking at his car and give him a time. But then the bastard gives me this look with his eyebrows raised like I've said something that was fucking ridiculous. He says he has practice after school, so obviously the guy is socially involved with some sport or whatever. How the hell would I know that?
"Fine, that works. See you then." Right after I say that I get the hell outta there, this bastard was seriously giving me the creeps
