I groaned as my alarm clock blared The Offspring from across my small room. It was Monday. Whoopee! Not.
That meant the first day of hell, I mean school, the most wonderful-est and greatest place on Earth! I say that with only a hint of sarcasm.
"Hurry up, Mitch! I have to leave in thirty minutes for work." Mom called up the stairs. I sighed and hurried into the bathroom for a quick shower before changing into a white t-shirt, a pair of dark wash jeans, my black Docs, and my black leather jacket. I grabbed my bag as I jogged out of my room and down the stairs to find a plate of eggs, bacon, and toast waiting for me.
I quickly ate and washed my dishes before getting into the car with Mom.
"I'll pick you up after school, Mitch." She said, and I smiled.
"No worries, Mom, I've got my hover board." I told her before kissing her on the cheek before getting out and walking the rest of the way to my new school. It was maybe half a block.
I sighed as I pushed open the doors and entered the new school, well, new for me. I made my way to the main office where I received my schedule and the locations of all my classes. I made my way to my locker where I put all my notebooks and such up.
I glanced up at the clock to find that I still had twenty minutes to kill.
"No, it's over Terry." I looked over to see a boy and a girl arguing. They must have been dating.
"Dana, come on! I can't control my job. I need this job." the boy, Terry I assumed begged the Dana girl. The girl, Dana, wasn't having any of that, though. She just shook her head and moved on down the hall. I watched Terry out of the corner of my eye as he ran a hand through his hair.
"Tough day?" I asked, keeping my poker face. He looked over at me.
"Yeah, she doesn't understand that I need this job. Money's been a short coming in my family since my dad died, and I'm doing everything I can do to please her, and still keep my job." He sighed.
"Dude, she's not worth it if she doesn't realize that this job is important. Besides, she's probably never worked a day in her life, if I'm correct. I'm pretty sure she was wearing a whole designer outfit that probably cost more than the school all together." I told him. "Rich people don't understand what it's like in the middle class, or even at the bottom."
"Yeah, you're right. I just, I wish she would understand." He replied. "I'm Terrance McGinnis, Terry for short." He introduced himself, holding out his hand to greet me. I smiled.
"Mitchell Wayne-Kyle, Mitch for short." I told him shaking his hand. He cocked his head.
"Wayne, as in Bruce Wayne?" He asked. I stiffened slightly.
"Yeah, he's my grandfather." I told him. Apprehension sparked in Terry's eyes.
"Ah, Mr. Wayne's my boss, I'm his errand boy, so to speak." He said. That rang bells in my mind. Errand boy, more like a puppet named Batman.
"Ha, I bet that sucks. From what my mom tells me about Grandpa, is that he's only for the best of the best. Perfectionist to the extreme." I grinned with Terry.
"Yeah, that sounds about right." He chuckled. We looked up though, both of us tensing slightly when the bell rang. "Well, I guess it's time for chem."
"Me, too." I told him grabbing a notebook."See you in class, Terry."
"You bet, Mitch." He called over his shoulder as he made his way to his locker. I looked down at my map of the school and found that my first class was three hallways away. As I was turning around the corner studying the map, I bump into someone smaller than me.
"Watch were you're going, jerk!" The girl snapped at me, that voice. I looked down to meet the bright blue eyes of Ten.
"Well, hello there, Beautiful." I smirked as I helped her up. "What's your name?" She glared at me, but not as hard as before.
"What's your name, Prince Charming?" She shot back. I grinned.
"Mitchell Wayne-Kyle." I smirked at her. "Your turn." She pondered for a moment then smirked at me.
"No." She said as she brushed past me. That little minx. So that's how she wants to play. I grabbed her wrist and pulled her flushed against me. She blushed softly and I smirked down at her.
"Why not, Minx." I whispered huskily in her ear.
"Because." She mumbled, embarrassed. I brushed my lips against hers.
"How about now?" I asked softly. She seemed to melt under my thick gaze.
"Melanie...Melanie Walker." She said breathlessly. I grinned and pressed my mouth against hers.
"Well, Melanie, I'll be seeing you later then?" I said before turning and walking off to my class with a triumphant grin and a stunned blonde beauty left in my wake.