A New Start
Good Riddance
Katy's POV
The weekend felt like and eternity, I found myself desperately unpacking clothes, cleaning or cooking things just to keep myself busy. I've realized it's so fucking boring living on your own. Sunday afternoon, I found myself lying on my bedroom floor. The soft, red and black carpet, hiding only the center of the hard, wooden floor boards. I stared at the white ceiling, Fall Out Boy blasting through my phone speakers.
The music quickly faded, revealing a faint ringing noise, alerting me of an incoming call. I answered it pausing a second before saying 'hello'.
"Hi, Miss. I'm just calling to remind you that you must arrive at the school at 7am and report to the office to get your schedule, books and other supplies for school. I assume you know your way to the high school?" The emotionless secretary questioned me.
"I.. yea. Yes I know how to get there." I quickly replied.
"Good. I'm obligated to warn you that if you don't abide by the rules then you will be expelled for the rest of the year. No fighting with other students and no disturbing classes. Have a nice day Ma'me." He said glumly to me then hung up. I stared blankly at my phone before turning "The Phoenix" back on then throwing my phone back onto the old rug. After going through counting all the bad things that the students did to me at my old school, I counted all the things that could go wrong in this school. I was still counting when I glanced at my clock and it read, 8:43pm. I ran down the stairs and put pizza rolls in the oven then sat down at the light brown table. After I ate my "dinner" I took a shower, still counting, then got dressed for bed. When my clock read, 11:36pm, I finished my list. I'm just going to say it was in the triple digits.
I sighed then got up and walked to the bathroom, I pulled a flu medicine bottle out of the cabinet under the sink and took enough so I'd sleep calmly, and dreamless through the night. I drifted as soon as my head touched the pillow.
I arrived at the school, wearing torn skinny jeans, and my Blink 182 shirt. I walked into the building that will soon be referred to as Hell. My personal hell to be specific. I stepped into the cold office and grabbed my supplies, looking at my schedule. It had all my classes and my locker number, along with the combination, on the paper.
I wondered the school looking for my classes, not caring what class I was missing. When I arrived to my destination, I walked slowly into the class and sat in the back of the room. The teacher, nor the students seemed to mind that I arrived 10 minutes late to class. Wait did I just use 'nor' in a sentence?? This just proves that I can learn without actually paying attention in school. Ha! Take that Mom! Okay maybe I had a few too many cups of coffee this morning, but I need the energy if I'm going to be running from people and taking punches without crying once I do get caught, eventually.
The loud chime of the bell pulled me out of my thoughts. To which I am grateful, I know what kinds of things goes on in there and I don't want it to make me more paranoid than I already am. I stood and walked into the hallway, finding my next class was just down the hall. I tried memorizing them so I didn't have to keep carrying around my schedule. I sped to the back of the room to sit, so no one stole all the good seats. Throughout that whole class, I started spacing out and dreaming about multiple things.
I jumped when a man's hand fell on my desk, I looked up into his baby blue eyes, once again. He smirked at my lack of attention. In the classroom light I could clearly see two black earrings and behind the his short, blonde facial hair, a noticeable black lip ring hung on the right corner of his mouth. I didn't notice those piercings before.
"You know the bell rang, right?" Bob finally asked. I sighed and stood up. He followed me down the hallway and stole my schedule. He studied it quickly before I pulled it back. He smiled and continued walking with me to my next class.
"So that's the only class we have together, the rest of your classes I'm pretty sure you have with Frank. so you won't be bored." He explained to me. "I'll see you at lunch I guess. Your sitting with us, right?" He asked as we stopped outside my classroom. I smiled.
"So pushy. I guess I'll see you at lunch then." I said, without actually replying, technically..shut up! I answered him. I walked into my classroom as Bob walked in the room next door. The rest of the day I got to sit at the back of the room and just twiddle my thumbs, hypothetically speaking. When it came to lunch Bob walked me to his table were I shyly sat, I didn't have money for lunch and I didn't bring anything so I just sat there awkwardly as everyone ate.
The black haired boy, Frank, sat quietly, pigging out and eating everything in front of him that was eatable. He occasionally laughed or nodded if his friends said something. I sat between Bob and a boy almost as tall as Bob. He had dark brown eyes and a small, light brown afro. He introduced himself as Ray Toro. Next to Ray sat a skinny boy wearing an anthrax shirt. He had slim glasses that slid down his nose every now and then. He had straight, hazel hair. Mikey Way, Gerard's (The red head) younger brother, I discovered. next to Mikey was Frank, and finally Bob.
When the bell rang, dismissing us from lunch. I walked to the art room. The class was surprisingly filled by the time I walked into the room.
"Ah, you must be the new student, Katy." The teacher said smiling sweetly. I nodded slowly. I felt all eyes on me. "hmm. I guess you'll have to sit in the only seat that's left, next to Frank." I calmed down a bit, but the nerves were still there. What if he starts talking to me? I'm not very good at socializing. I walked over to the seat next to the black haired boy. I was relieved when he didn't talk to me. Wait why would he? This boy barely knows me and I don't have a very good record of people liking me. My last 'friends' helped hold me down in the school parking lot while I got the shit beaten out of me. I flinched at that memory. I remember them laughing and calling me names and doing the most hateful things to me.
I tried pushing that thought away, forgive and forget. If only I could forget. I combed my fingers through my long, blonde hair, pulling it out of my face. The bell eventually rang and Frank was one of the first people to leave. See I told you he doesn't like you. No one does, I don't blame him. I walked to my last class and sat in the corner seat. Frank soon walked in and sat in the opposite corner of the room as me. A hazel haired boy walked into the room next, his hard, brown eyes scanning the room. His eyes soon fell upon me, I quickly looked down at my hands. The bot sat down in the seat next to mine, despite the many empty seats left in the room.
"Hey." I heard a voice say. I turned to see the boy smirking at me. he looked my up and down before speaking again. "I'm Jared."
The weekend felt like and eternity, I found myself desperately unpacking clothes, cleaning or cooking things just to keep myself busy. I've realized it's so fucking boring living on your own. Sunday afternoon, I found myself lying on my bedroom floor. The soft, red and black carpet, hiding only the center of the hard, wooden floor boards. I stared at the white ceiling, Fall Out Boy blasting through my phone speakers.
The music quickly faded, revealing a faint ringing noise, alerting me of an incoming call. I answered it pausing a second before saying 'hello'.
"Hi, Miss. I'm just calling to remind you that you must arrive at the school at 7am and report to the office to get your schedule, books and other supplies for school. I assume you know your way to the high school?" The emotionless secretary questioned me.
"I.. yea. Yes I know how to get there." I quickly replied.
"Good. I'm obligated to warn you that if you don't abide by the rules then you will be expelled for the rest of the year. No fighting with other students and no disturbing classes. Have a nice day Ma'me." He said glumly to me then hung up. I stared blankly at my phone before turning "The Phoenix" back on then throwing my phone back onto the old rug. After going through counting all the bad things that the students did to me at my old school, I counted all the things that could go wrong in this school. I was still counting when I glanced at my clock and it read, 8:43pm. I ran down the stairs and put pizza rolls in the oven then sat down at the light brown table. After I ate my "dinner" I took a shower, still counting, then got dressed for bed. When my clock read, 11:36pm, I finished my list. I'm just going to say it was in the triple digits.
I sighed then got up and walked to the bathroom, I pulled a flu medicine bottle out of the cabinet under the sink and took enough so I'd sleep calmly, and dreamless through the night. I drifted as soon as my head touched the pillow.
I arrived at the school, wearing torn skinny jeans, and my Blink 182 shirt. I walked into the building that will soon be referred to as Hell. My personal hell to be specific. I stepped into the cold office and grabbed my supplies, looking at my schedule. It had all my classes and my locker number, along with the combination, on the paper.
I wondered the school looking for my classes, not caring what class I was missing. When I arrived to my destination, I walked slowly into the class and sat in the back of the room. The teacher, nor the students seemed to mind that I arrived 10 minutes late to class. Wait did I just use 'nor' in a sentence?? This just proves that I can learn without actually paying attention in school. Ha! Take that Mom! Okay maybe I had a few too many cups of coffee this morning, but I need the energy if I'm going to be running from people and taking punches without crying once I do get caught, eventually.
The loud chime of the bell pulled me out of my thoughts. To which I am grateful, I know what kinds of things goes on in there and I don't want it to make me more paranoid than I already am. I stood and walked into the hallway, finding my next class was just down the hall. I tried memorizing them so I didn't have to keep carrying around my schedule. I sped to the back of the room to sit, so no one stole all the good seats. Throughout that whole class, I started spacing out and dreaming about multiple things.
I jumped when a man's hand fell on my desk, I looked up into his baby blue eyes, once again. He smirked at my lack of attention. In the classroom light I could clearly see two black earrings and behind the his short, blonde facial hair, a noticeable black lip ring hung on the right corner of his mouth. I didn't notice those piercings before.
"You know the bell rang, right?" Bob finally asked. I sighed and stood up. He followed me down the hallway and stole my schedule. He studied it quickly before I pulled it back. He smiled and continued walking with me to my next class.
"So that's the only class we have together, the rest of your classes I'm pretty sure you have with Frank. so you won't be bored." He explained to me. "I'll see you at lunch I guess. Your sitting with us, right?" He asked as we stopped outside my classroom. I smiled.
"So pushy. I guess I'll see you at lunch then." I said, without actually replying, technically..shut up! I answered him. I walked into my classroom as Bob walked in the room next door. The rest of the day I got to sit at the back of the room and just twiddle my thumbs, hypothetically speaking. When it came to lunch Bob walked me to his table were I shyly sat, I didn't have money for lunch and I didn't bring anything so I just sat there awkwardly as everyone ate.
The black haired boy, Frank, sat quietly, pigging out and eating everything in front of him that was eatable. He occasionally laughed or nodded if his friends said something. I sat between Bob and a boy almost as tall as Bob. He had dark brown eyes and a small, light brown afro. He introduced himself as Ray Toro. Next to Ray sat a skinny boy wearing an anthrax shirt. He had slim glasses that slid down his nose every now and then. He had straight, hazel hair. Mikey Way, Gerard's (The red head) younger brother, I discovered. next to Mikey was Frank, and finally Bob.
When the bell rang, dismissing us from lunch. I walked to the art room. The class was surprisingly filled by the time I walked into the room.
"Ah, you must be the new student, Katy." The teacher said smiling sweetly. I nodded slowly. I felt all eyes on me. "hmm. I guess you'll have to sit in the only seat that's left, next to Frank." I calmed down a bit, but the nerves were still there. What if he starts talking to me? I'm not very good at socializing. I walked over to the seat next to the black haired boy. I was relieved when he didn't talk to me. Wait why would he? This boy barely knows me and I don't have a very good record of people liking me. My last 'friends' helped hold me down in the school parking lot while I got the shit beaten out of me. I flinched at that memory. I remember them laughing and calling me names and doing the most hateful things to me.
I tried pushing that thought away, forgive and forget. If only I could forget. I combed my fingers through my long, blonde hair, pulling it out of my face. The bell eventually rang and Frank was one of the first people to leave. See I told you he doesn't like you. No one does, I don't blame him. I walked to my last class and sat in the corner seat. Frank soon walked in and sat in the opposite corner of the room as me. A hazel haired boy walked into the room next, his hard, brown eyes scanning the room. His eyes soon fell upon me, I quickly looked down at my hands. The bot sat down in the seat next to mine, despite the many empty seats left in the room.
"Hey." I heard a voice say. I turned to see the boy smirking at me. he looked my up and down before speaking again. "I'm Jared."
Notes
I'm not sure if they had school uniforms or not so I'm just writing that they didn't..
sorry this took so long, hopefully it lets me submit this. My computer and internet has been annoying me. I had to go with my family to the fair today so I couldn't write it earlier. I'm just happy I finally got this chapter done. I'm tired so hopefully it makes sense and hopefully I didn't leave anything out. :)
~Love all ya beautiful peoples
thanks for reading! I really appreciate it.
@Hopeless Ruby
Lol thank so much... If I have the time I will thank you
4/14/14