Alex's POV
So I figured school would be fun today because Mitchie was new here. My dad dropped me off as I wheeled my way into school. I made my way up the handicapped ramp and into the old looking building. But I stopped suddenly when I saw Mitchie talking with none other than, Amber and Ashley. Those girls were practically the devil incarnated and they were giggling with Mitchie. That could only mean one thing, they were trying to add her to there clone of stupid blondes. Which meant, they would have more hot guys swooning over them if they added another hot girl. Stupid thinking but its what went on in their minds. I tried to back up and turn as soon as my eyes locked with Amber but it was to late. She walked over to me with a wicked smirk on her face as Mitchie waved. Oh Mitchie, you don't know what you've gotten yourself into. They soon all blocked my way as I glared at Amber and Ashley while Mitchie still smiled.
"So Russo, it seems Mitchie here lives next to you" Amber said while pointing at Mitchie. "Guess that means we'll have triple the time to harass you." She smiled a fake smile at me as Mitchie looked confused. I rolled my eyes and tried to get past them but they just stood waiting for an answer.
"To bad that time with me will be cut short" I said as she looked as confused as Mitchie. "I mean, you can't keep your plastic surgeon waiting." She scoffed at me and rolled her eyes. I looked back to Mitchie to see her head down, finally understanding that we didn't get along. I felt bad for her that she was going to get sucked into the world of the cheerleaders. I don't know why but I feel a strange connection towards her.
"Well at least I'm visiting a plastic surgeon instead of the wheelchair store, cripple." I rolled my eyes at her lame comment. How stupid can one person be, wheelchair store, really. I heard the bell ring but none of us broke the staring contest we were having. I looked to Mitchie who was looking at me sadly but I suddenly saw realization in her eyes than something shifted. Ok, this girl was having some pretty conflicting emotions and why could I read her so well. Amber finally kicked me a little roughly in the leg and smiled sharply.
"Well, I see there still no feeling in your legs. Sucks you'll never be able to enjoy sex with your dyke girlfriend." I narrowed my eyes at her as she started to walk down the hall Mitchie and Ashley in tow. No one knows that I'm gay but I think Amber has a really good gaydar. I may not have a girlfriend but she was pretty observant in other things. I watched as they made there way down the hall to class but Mitchie suddenly stopped and turned. She cupped her hands over her mouth ready to yell something.
"See you later, don't get into any wheelchair accidents!" She yelled then turned the corner as they all laughed. So Mitchie has decided to go to the dark side, well this means war. Amber and Ashley can annoy me all they want but Mitchie is different. There was something about her that made her different and I was determined to find out what is was. So if a war is what they want that's what there gonna get. I smiled to my self and decided to just skip the first class and head to the library. There was a few other people in there that I guessed didn't have class or decided to skip like me. I rolled my way over to a back table and spotted the janitor, Chris. He was a few years older than me and had gone to school here. He didn't do so well so he just stayed and became a janitor. When he spotted me he left what he was doing and quickly came over to me.
"Hey kid, what you up to?" I smiled at him as he sat down with me. I rolled my eyes at his nickname he gave me. I've know Chris ever since I got here, he was just friendly. I thought about Mitchie suddenly and had an idea.
"Hey Chris, did you ever try to get revenge on someone?" He looked at me oddly for a second and then put his hand on his chin as he stroked his fake beard.
"Well, its better to just let things be. If you try to let them get to you and go and do something equally mean back. That just means your acting just like them...and that's bad." I rolled my eyes at his statement but found some truth in his words. I heard the bell ring and told him a quick thanks as I rushed to not miss my next class. As I rolled down the hallway with my stack of books on my lap I spotted Mitchie. I was going to take Chris's advice but she suddenly slapped my books off my lap.
"You should really watch where your going, hot wheels." I watched as she walked off to her next class as I struggled to get my books off the ground. Forget letting it be, I want revenge.