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"HELLLOOOOO, EARTH TO KIPPEN," I heard someone yell at me. I snapped out of my thoughts and turned to Reed.
I shook my head and blinked. I stared at the blonde, who had a confused look on his face. "This is the third time you've zoned out in the last ten minutes," He said.
I shrugged and turned my attention to the board where our teacher, Mr. Chandler, scribbled down notes. He had been going on about our first lesson for the year and how it would take us a few days to complete. I wasn't really listening to him or Reed. Instead my mind flooded with...
"See you're doing it again," Reed said annoyed. I turned to give him a slight glare and he just kept his dumbfounded expression.
I sighed. "Sorry man, I'm just... thinking is all," I half-lied. I was thinking but I also just didn't want to hear him.
He furrowed his brow. His face seemed to soften as he said, "Did it have to do with..."
I cut him off before he continued, already knowing what he was going to say. "No it doesn't. Don't bring it up again please," I growled. He lifted his hands in surrender and I just rolled my eyes. Sometimes I wondered why I hung out with him. Then I remember exactly why I do. I don't have anyone. I never had. I only hung out with the "popular" kids because it made me feel somewhat important. It didn't matter how fake they were, at lest I was somewhat wanted.
Reed was a little different. He actually took interest in who I was and not who I pretended to be. I've told him a few things but not everything. I don't think I'll ever find someone to tell everything to and that's fine by me.
The bell rang and I grabbed my bag and slung it over my shoulder. I didn't stick around to talk to Reed and walked straight to my next class. I was so deep in thought that I didn't noticed the person in front of me before it was too late. We crashed, making him drop his books.
"Three times in a row, you're on a hot streak today Goodman," he quietly mumbled to himself.
"Hey I'm sorry about that I should've watched where I was.." I stopped when I realized who it was. His face grew a bit pink as he recognized me. "Hey there pancakes," I said slyly.
That made his face get a bit darker as I kneeled down to grab his one of the books he dropped. I handed it to him and he hesitantly took it. "T-thanks," He stuttered making me laugh again.
"No problem. Sorry again, I really should pay attention to where I'm going," I scratched the back of my neck.
He shook his head. "N-no it's my fault. I'm apparently a magnet for accidents," He laughed nervously.
I shook my head to hid the smile forming on my face. Something about him just...I don't know, drew me in. "Well good luck on avoiding anymore," I told him and began to walk off.
I heard him call out to me. "Wait do you know where room 302 is?" I turned to look at him and smiled.
"That's actually where I'm headed right now. Come on, you can walk with me," I said. He walked after me as we went up the stairs to our next class. I looked over at him as we walked. He had this determined expression on his face that amused me. He seemed so real. Like a normal person that just wanted to get through high school and not just party and get with people just to seem cool. He reminded me of how I wanted to be, how I wanted to feel but I knew I couldn't. "Here we are, room 302," I announced as he smiled softly at me.
"Thanks for showing me the way, with my luck I probably wouldn't find it til the late bell," He said. I gave him an amused look as we stepped inside. I sat in my usual seat, towards the back of the class. I usually sat in the towards the back of all my classes. That way I could avoid the teacher but not seem so desperate to not receive their attention.
Students started coming in and I sighed inwardly as my eyes landed on a familiar face. I groaned, silently praying she wouldn't come over here but when her eyes landed on mine she beamed and made her way over to me.
"Hey Teej," she said, taking the seat next to mine as I sighed.
"Hi Kira," I forced a smile. Kira was another one of my "friends". The only difference with her is that she doesn't know how to take a hint. Don't get me wrong she's good looking and all but her personality is lacking.
I looked over to see the guy looking at us. What was his name again? Simon? Cyrus! Yeah his name was Cyrus. I smiled softly at him and gave him a little waved. He waved back and turned around to face the board.
Kira snapped her fingers. "Hellooo? I'm right here," She said.
I sighed as the bell rang, signaling the beginning of class. Our teacher went on, doing the usual introduction and class explanation of what we'd be doing this year. I tuned out most of it until she brought up a project we were gonna do.
"I will be pairing you up and the two of you will have three days to write a one page paper on your partner," Mrs. Duke clapped her hands together and began to read names of her clipboard, ignoring the groan of protests from the class. "Cyrus Goodman and Jonah Beck, TJ Kipped and Buffy Driscoll," She kept going. I furrowed my brow at the name of my partner. I turned to see the curly haired girl glaring back at me.
"Oh no," I said out loud accidentally. I already knew what was to come as everyone went to find their partners. This day couldn't get any worse.
And that's the chapter. I hoped you guys enjoyed. I'm really ejoying writing this story so far. This would've been typed sooner but work is being a pain right now. The next chapter should be out in a few days. Until then, byee
~Ash
