The Twists and Turns of Life
A/N: Italics are Rory's thoughts. This chapter will switch POV's, too, but it will be quite clear which one it is.
Chapter 5: What a Great Version of Hell This Is
Hell. That's what going to school felt like now. Classes stretched out further, if even possible, and everyone seemed to get on her nerves very easily. She had no one to really talk to; it didn't really bug her before, but that was because she actually had someone to go to if she ever did need to talk. But not now; now she just sat by herself in the library or in the cafeteria…it got to be so lonely.
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Great, late again. I wouldn't be late so often if that friggin' locker of mine would actually open when I want it to.
"Ms. Gilmore…how nice of you to join us." Oh, crap…I knew that teacher didn't like me all that much… Everyone in the class started snickering.
"Sorry, Mr. Gregg. My locker was giving me troubles-"
"Save your excuses," he interrupted, "Chilton does not tolerate tardiness. I thought that you smart enough to realize this."
Okay…that made me mad. "Of course not, Mr. Gregg. It won't happen again," I forced out through clenched teeth.
"Good. Well? What are you waiting for? Take your seat."
More muffled laughs…great. I looked around the classroom or an available seat and was instantly regretting being late. I slouched a little, reluctantly taking the seat next to Tristan. I pulled out my books from my backpack and turned my attention to the teacher when I felt someone tug at my sleeve.
"You can't even stand to sit next to me now?" he asked, anger dripping from every word.
"Just pay attention, Tristan," I replied with equal anger.
"I can't believe you." He shook his head.
I turned my attention to him fully. "Excuse me?" I was starting to get really mad now.
He turned fully toward me, raising his voice as if trying to relay his message to me without any confusion. "It's not enough that you change your lock to keep me out of your room, but you won't even look at or talk to me?! You're being so childish, Rory!" Okay…now the whole class is staring…including the teacher…that's great.
"Mr. DuGrey!" There's the teacher's stern voice, but he won't be able to stop us…
"I'm being childish?! How about you?! You practically told your 'friends' that you were going to sleep with me then dump me! You should have just gotten a big huge neon sign saying 'I'm going to screw Rory so don't even try to until I'm finished with her'!"
"Ms. Gilmore!!" And again he tries.
"I only said what I said because I didn't want anyone else to try to hit on you!"
"Mr. DuGrey!" God…why is he even trying?
"Why do you even care?!" Wow…somewhere between all of this, we both managed to get out of our seats and start yelling at each other in the isle, using full animation with our arms.
"Because I want you!" Okay…wasn't expecting that… The room went silent, even the teacher. I just stared at him, speechless. "You know what? I can't deal with you right now." And with that, he grabbed his stuff and stormed out of the classroom.
"Wha…?" I was confused and shocked now. Did he actually just say what I think I heard him say? And since when did guys storm out of rooms…? Okay…wrong thing to think about…