Hi guise. Sorry for the wait, the weather has really been harsh on my internet and I was busy with le parties on the weekend, lul :p

Well, here ya go- the next chapter!

First Day, Part 2

Lunch period turned out to be a success, minus the glare-off at the end. I was glad to have made new friends and was sure I left the cafeteria with a good impression of me. I headed to my last class of the day, English I.

Just one hour and forty-five minutes to go, I told myself.

I entered the class and the teacher showed me to my seat. When the bell rung and the students were seated, he introduced me. It was brief. A couple minutes after, though, that certain rough-looking boy from before walked into my class.

Duncan.

With full composure, he ignored the teacher's complaints about him being late and took the empty seat next to me. I hadn't noticed it was empty to begin with and revolted at the idea that he would be beside me for the whole first semester. I sulked in my chair and made an effort to not glance at him. Though, there were times where we'd share momentary looks. I was afraid he'd say something vicious to me if I kept doing it. It was as if a giant elephant walked into the room and decided to sit next to me and nothing was said about it. The time in class felt like ages compared to what it was really. The bell rung and I jolted out of my seat, rushing for the door.

I basically galloped to the main office and probably looked like an insane person while I was at it. I just wanted to get the information about Judo Club and go home. The lady at the desk directed me to a table at a wall to the side with all the pamphlets and papers for the available clubs. There were so many, but I was set on Judo Club for now.

A trio of boys came out of a crossing hallway but I was too busy to notice since I was fidgeting with the papers inside of my bag. I crashed into the boy in the middle. At this point of my story, it shouldn't be hard to guess who I had bumped into: Duncan.

Without looking up, I managed to let out an apologetic "oops" followed by a "sorry".

"Hey bitch, learn to walk!"

I looked up at him with slight disbelief at his rudeness. I wanted to have faith that he could be a nice guy and that everyone at lunch was just judging a book by it's cover, but boy was I wishfully thinking. At this point, I wanted to punch him in the face.

"Wow. I take that back," I gave him a contemptuous sneer, "I'm not sorry."

We stood there glaring at each other for a good five seconds- at the same time trying to pay no attention to his eyes- until I pushed him with my shoulder, basically walking right through him. I hurriedly walked to the front doors and once they were closed behind me, I jogged away. I couldn't help what I did. I called myself stupid but at the same time I knew he deserved it.

It's not like he owns the hallways, I tried to reassure myself.

I was sure at that instant that I hated him. I was going to make what I said to him the first and last thing he'd ever hear me say to him. He was rude, grimy, and most definitely a neanderthal. I just had to pretend his eyes were poop-brown and I was on my way to fully ignoring his presence. When I got home I immediately took off my uniform.

This really is too warm, I thought to myself.

I leaned on my bed frame with my laptop in my lap. Of course, the first site I went to was Facebook. Heather sent me a friend request and so did Bridgette. Soon after accepting, a few others from the lunch table friend requested me. I lurked and lurked for hours while listening to music and doing my homework. I went from Bridgette's page to some other random person's page and so on. Eventually, I found someone who was friends with Duncan on Facebook. It triggered my memory about our encounter earlier that day.

What are they gonna do to me tomorrow?

I should have kept my mouth shut.

All I heard was unpleasant things about him and his posse and how they react to people who talk badly to them. I knew that I was done for, but maybe my new buddies at school would help me out. After all, they hated Duncan and his friends too. I had one new message on Facebook and had a "Yay someone must love me" moment. But it was a real bombshell disappointment when I saw whom it was from. It was Duncan, out of the blue.

Crap, what's going to happen?

Duncan Moreau: You better watch yourself.

I contemplated for a few minutes on whether on not I should message him back. I decided I would- I wanted to show him that I wasn't scared of him.

Courtney Castro: Same goes for you, jerk.

I clicked reply and my heart started racing immediately after. There was no turning back; I was convinced that I started a war. But, it was about time someone said something to him. He walked around like he was freaking superior compared to everyone else. He wasn't a bad ass- he was just an ass. I got a reply a couple minutes after.

Duncan Moreau: Don't fuck with me, you'll regret it.

I was infuriated! Who did he think he was, threatening me like that? He was such a dick. I violently typed my reply.

Courtney Castro: GOODBYE ASS HOLE

I got a reply from him, but I didn't bother to look at it. I closed my laptop and put it on my desk. I had mixed feelings about the situation. I was angry and worried. Worried about what he was going to do. I didn't want my new life here to begin with having my mortal enemy as the most awful kid at school. I was afraid that if people started to notice that he hated me, they wouldn't want to be around to avoid having anything to do with him.

"Courtney, I'm home! And so is your father!" My mom called from downstairs.

I went downstairs to help my mom cook dinner. We sat at the table and I ate there in silence. My parents were talking about their day and then, to my demise, asked me about mine.

My father filled his cup with iced tea, "So, how was your first day of school? I'm sure everyone including your teachers must love you already."

"It was…" I picked at my rice, "better than expected."

"Did you make any friends?" My mom asked.

"Yeah, I met this girl Heather and she introduced me to her friends. They're pretty nice, but, there are some really bad kids at my school mom."

"Well, knowing you, I'm sure they'll take a liking to you too."

I raised my brows, "Right…"

Me: Thanks for reading!

Duncan: BITCH FINNA GET CUT

Me: Err remember stay tuned and review!

Courtney: I'm going to die aren't I? \(;-;)/