A/n: Just so y'all know, there is some mild cussing, but it's nothing too bad. I figured I'd mention it in case someone doesn't like things like that :)

This class is so quiet today, I think as I pull my phone out of my pocket and check my notification. Usually this class is quiet, but not this quiet.

I look up from my phone as my so-called "best friend" snaps, "Shut up, you're not funny." I glance at Roman, the boy we usually sit with during this class, who Amelia is usually kinda nice to.

"Come on, Amelia. You know it's a little funny," he says, cocking his head to the side and smiling. In response Amelia crosses her arms over her chest and tilts her head to the side with a raised eyebrow. It really wasn't that funny, but either way, he doesn't deserve how rude she's being to him. He makes stupid jokes all the time, so when I look at Amelia again, I don't get why she's pouting and glaring at him. She seems a little sick, not that it's an excuse, but whatever.

She must have had a really bad day or something because even though it's not uncommon for her to be rude to him, she'd rather talk to him over me most of the time, or actually all of the time. "Dude, actually shut up, you're not funny," she complains while rolling her eyes dramatically. Internally, I roll my eyes. She seriously gets on my nerves.

I look back at Roman, and he shoots me a weird look that screams, "Why is she being such a bitch?" I shrug my shoulders and look down at my work, biting the inside of my mouth.

This class is seriously going to be the end of me, I think, trying to block out the bickering between Amelia and Roman. I hate history class. I'm so bad at remembering all the dates and people. I get that history is important or whatever, but do we really need to be tested on it?

I rest my head on my hand and close my eyes for a second. "Roman, do you have the answers?" Amelia asks while gesturing to her paper, and I glance toward her before closing my eyes again. I can't believe her. She always asks him for the answers even though I'm basically almost done, and we're supposed to be best friends, so it'd make more sense for her to ask me. And no offense to Roman, but he's not even that smart. He always fails the tests.

"Why don't you ask Eva? She's the nerd here," he questions as I once again look up at Amelia and see her look at me with tight lips and judgmental eyes. I'm not surprised; she's always like this. She absolutely refuses to copy my answers, but she is always very willing to copy off of Roman. Maybe I'm being stupid, but whatever.

Now comes the excuse, "Well, I don't want to just copy; I want it to be explained," which is one of the worst excuses she's come up with. I don't even know why she would think it's a good excuse, considering the fact that Roman copied off of me. But eventually, he let her copy him.

With the remaining five minutes of class, I put my phone against the laptop in front of me. What I saw in my camera was nearly enough to make me gag. Okay, maybe that's a bit dramatic but anyway. As quickly as possible, I fix my hair and touch up my makeup. I don't get why no one tells me when my hair is messed up. I mean, sure, it doesn't look like I have bed-head but it could be better. For a few minutes, I just sit there looking at myself, wondering why I look the way I do. Sometimes I think I'm beautiful, but other times I hate myself. This is definitely an "other time". But that's neither here nor there because I need to start packing up.

As soon as the bell signaling the end of class rings, I grab my backpack and practically run out. Anything to get away from Amelia's attitude, but one problem always leads to another. Fortunately, I was the first one out of class, so I have time to walk around. Unfortunately, my ex also gets out of class first. I never thought I would care about my ex, hell, I never even thought I'd have a boyfriend until college, but as I realize that I'm staring at his sandy blonde hair I can tell that clearly, I was wrong.

As I push through the crowded hall I let my mind wander. It wasn't like I was obsessed with him. I just still liked him a bit which there's nothing wrong with. The only reason I even pay attention to him anymore is because ever since we broke up, he keeps looking at me and he's been spreading rumors. He's been saying that I was begging for him to not break up with me, and that when he did, I got mad and was acting crazy. Like, sure, maybe I got a bit upset, but who wouldn't when someone breaks up with you over text? And I most definitely was not acting crazy.

But it's whatever, I guess. I look up from the floor and see him looking back at me before he looks away. My heart starts beating faster. I don't get what his problem is. He has a whole ass girlfriend. My friends say he's not over me, but really, I'm the one who's not over him, and I think he knows it. Eventually he walks into his class, and I keep walking to mine.

Ugh, gym. I absolutely hate gym class. I've been able to avoid it until this year, getting the credit from dance classes, but for some reason I'm required to take gym this year. The only saving grace is that I have it with my friend. My actual friend, and besides that this class usually goes by fast. I walk down the stairs that lead to the gym as quickly as I can.

I make my way to the locker room only to be assaulted by the scent of a hundred different perfumes before discovering that she's not there. Of course. Well, there's not much I can do about that, is there? I sit down on the cold metal bench in front of my locker to take off my shoes and ignore all the weird looks I'm getting from Dean's girlfriend and her friends. Yeah, my ex-boyfriend's girlfriend and her friends are in this class which is one reason I hate it so much.

Ignoring them as much as I can, I take off my shirt and change into my black shirt that has University of New Mexico plastered on it. I continue getting dressed and when I'm ready I open my locker to put my school clothes in it but am interrupted by a loud clang which I realize is the sound of my locker being slammed shut. Following the arm that's connected to the hand that's currently on my locker, I see none other than Selene, Dean's girlfriend. Shit. What the hell do they want? I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a little nervous.

I pretend to ignore them and try to open my locker, but Selene's hand keeps that from happening. Knowing that there was no way to avoid this I turn to her when she greets me, "Hey, Evangeline," she spoke softly and sweetly with a small smile on her face. Although that nice attitude doesn't stay for long.

Her and her little posse are looking me up and down and pursing their lips when Selene accuses me of something I would never ever do, "Dean told me you texted him yesterday, what's that about?" Okay maybe when I said I would never do that, I meant I would only do it once in a moment of weakness. I mean come on, it's not like I begged to get back with him or anything. I just said hi and then I said it was my friend and then like an hour later I unsent the messages. It's not like it's a big deal, kinda.

Knowing that if she found out I actually texted him, she and her friends would probably jump me, I stick with what I told him. "I didn't text him. My friend texted him from my phone when I wasn't looking. If he told you the whole story then you would know that" I retort.

She scoffs as her little minions roll their eyes, "Sure honey, you're just jealous that Dean dumped you for me," she proudly states as she and her entourage walk away.

I mutter under my breath, "Yeah because I'm so jealous that a manipulating asshole dumped me to be with a vapid bitch." Deciding to put whatever the hell that was behind me, I enter my locker combination and put my clothes in it. I may have slammed the locker closed, but can you really blame me?

A/N: Heyyy guys. I hope you enjoyed the first chapter of the new and improved story! I'm aware that it's not the most perfect chapter ever but I think it's pretty good, and I've looked over it a lot and I'm happy with it. And let me know if there is anything you think I could improve on. I know that nothing super interesting happened in this chapter, but I think that the story is really gonna start in the 2nd or 3rd chapter so I hope you can bear with me. Anyway, have a nice day :)