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Quotes by beautiful_dreamer10
Almost
There C h a p t e r
Two:
The locker door slammed in my
face.
“I’m so mad right now!” Jessica shouted.
I looked up at her face but then down at my boots again
. “What happened?”
“I’m getting to much s**t for not sitting with Jake at
the football game.” Jess whispered, noticing Jake was near
by.
I should have known this was coming. Jess was my best friend
and I wouldn’t know what to do without her but the drama that
she says is stuff she needs to let slide. She worries too much
about what people say about her and what goes on.
“Don’t let it bother you.” I said shifting as
Jake came and stood near us.
“English is so fun, right Callie?” Jake said staring
right at me.
“Yeah.” I said looking away and then looking as
Jess
. “We have bio.” Jess said as she grabbed my arm and
pulled me down the hall.
“He’s so annoying today.” She said looking back
as we climbed to the third floor.
“He’s always annoying.”
“It’s funny how much you hate him.”
“I know. Now what were people saying about you not sitting
with him?” I said continuing the conversation as we walked
into biology.
“That I’m scared to be with him. Sorry I have other
friends I like to talk to. Gosh it just gets me so mad when people
say s**t but don’t know what they’re talking about! If
I wanted to sit with him I would have sat with him. I just needed a
break from him; he’s been on top of me all week!” Jess
raved as she put her books down at our lab table.
“I know, I hate everyone.” I sighed.
Jess turned to Bailey to begin to tell her the story. I looked
around. Everyone was in there seats now and Ms. Laurens was
beginning the lesson. I pulled out my ipod and began stringing it
through the arm of my pullover. I put one headphone through the
sleeve and held the headphone to my ear. This way I wouldn’t
get caught, and I could stay sane. As the music played I began
contemplating my jeans again. They didn’t look as pretty as
the ones Jess were wearing, or any of the girls’. They were
worn out and everything on them looked like flaw. I began to look
at the girl’s jeans next to me. They were from the same
store, but they were skinny. They also were darker. The girl also
had her hair down straight with a piece pinned back. Her shirt was
a tight v-neck that was obviously showing off her chest. I looked
back down at my outfit. Bootcut jeans, a pullover sweater, and my
hair was down natural. My outfit wasn’t much different then
hers, but yet she was prettier. Boys liked her better. I sighed and
let my head down yet again, looking at my jeans, my worn out
jeans.
I really didn’t want to
be in school. I really didn’t want to be sitting next to some
boy who couldn’t keep his mouth shut and a girl who looked
like she wanted to punch my face. I didn’t want to be in this
cold desk listening to Mr. Reilly talk about his childhood and Much
ado about Nothing. I didn’t want to afterwards to go my
locker were two people would be making out on top of it. And I
didn’t want to then proceed to go to yet another class where
I wanted to kill myself. I really didn’t want to be in
school.
It was sad to think it wasn’t always this way. I mean I even
liked going to school at one point, but now it sucked. It sucks so
bad that even going to sleep knowing in the morning I would be
going to school made it so I wouldn’t want to sleep. And the
thing is, I’m stuck here for another 2 and half years. Stuck
in a dead end town. Stuck in the same routine everyday. Stuck with
no way out.
I laid my head down on my desk to face the smart board. I swore we
had seen this slip before, but that didn’t stop Mr. Reilly. I
looked down at my jeans. There was a small stain in the left hand
pocket from when I spilled sauce on them two months ago. There was
also a small hole in the bottom of the pocket were I had accidently
ran into a lab desk to hard and fast. As I examined my jeans over
and over, I felt a tap on my elbow.
“Yes?” I asked in a calm tone.
“You liking the battle scene right here?” Jake
asked.
I rolled my eyes. Jake was a kid who I used to have a massive crush
on two years ago. But now I really despised him. Not because he was
f***ing my best friend, but the fact that he insists on pretending
to be my friend because of it. He was one of those football stars
that everyone loved. I just found him annoying and foolish.
“Come on Callie, this is interesting right!?” He said
again more sarcastic this time.
Just smiling I put my head back down on my desk and closed my eyes.
But there it was again, the tap on my elbow.
“What!?” I said jerking my head up and looking at him
right in the eye. I was staring at him seeing threw his phony
personality and fake smile. His eyes narrowed in on mine.
“Your flies undone.” I looked away from his smirk and
down to my pants. I threw my hands on my desk and looked back at
the clip. “Today’s just gonna be another one of those
days.” I whispered to myself before closing my eyes for the
rest of the class.