Chapter 1
SABRINA
October 14th, 2018
Ugh. All i’ve heard today is ‘omg there’s gonna be a new kid’ and ‘I heard its a cute boy’ and all i’ve wanted to reply to that is “NOBODY GIVES A SHIT”, but I don’t.
It’s not like they would notice me or anything, I mean, if they haven’t noticed me yet, in the third fucking year of high school, then they obviously wouldn’t notice any statement I would make.
I’m just a little curious about the new student, but I know that it’s nothing to worry about. If they’re like everyone else here, they’ll lose interest very fast. Maybe that’s what I should major in. My amazing ability to become invisible to those around me. Any time I want to just become invisible, I shrink away into my black hoodie and walk away. It always works...
November 2nd, 2018
So the new kid’s here today. So far today I haven’t had to interact with him, although he had been looking at me strangely, but hey! As long as he isn’t talking to me or pestering me in any way, it’s a win!
Okay so I’m walking into my social studies class, and take a wild guess at who’s sitting in my chair. That’s right, the new kid. I can already tell that this is gonna make me rip my hair out.
“Ey dude that’s my chair”
“Oh- sorry” he shrugs
I say “move along” under my breath. He does, to my relief. If anyone else tries to talk to me, I ain’t talkin. I’ve already passed my comfort zone. Don’t wanna step too far out, or else i’ll never be able to get back in.
At least he was kind of decent about it, but i swear if he tries to talk to me again i’ll punch him. Nothing personal though, just the way I am.
After class
Oh
My
Stupid
Fucking
Time.
On my way out the door, someone grabs my arm. I look back expecting it to be a teacher or something but no.
It had to be the new student.
He said with a concerned look “hey wanna hang during lunch?”
I grab my headphones from my back, noticably put them on, while maintaining eye contact with this pinhead. I walk away, and he follows. I stop and sigh.
Using some of my limited vocabulary, I tell him “Get a hint”
He counters with “Well I asked a question and you didn’t answer. Also, you could’ve been nicer...”
I reply with “ oh what are you. A guidance counselor? I know you’re new here, but you aren’t particularly supposed to be talking with me”
“And why is that? Is it against the rules to talk to you?”
I think quickly and carefully to avoid anything to trigger too much more of a conversation.
“As a matter of fact, it is.”
“What rules say that?”
“My rules.” I keep my answer short and end the conversation.
“I was just trying to be nice!” He tries to say.
I flip him off and say “Whatever dude, talking to me will ruin your reputation.”
I think that might’ve sunken in a ways because after that, he stopped talking to me and following me. Finally feeling like a burden is lifted off of my shoulders, and instead of walking towards the lunch room, I walk towards the back door to let myself out. Skipping classes don’t really affect me. I actually pay attention in class, and today is literally just review. It’s not like i’ve never done it before...
I go back home. It’s completely empty from the nonexistant parties that I throw. Ever since my parents moved to England, the house has been empty. They still pay for the bills, and the house is still in their name so I can live here, and they come and visit a couple times a year so at least I get to see them sometimes.
After relaxing in my room for a bit, I head down to where my parents used to take me, the beach. The part that I go to isn’t like a normal beach though. It’s rocky, and there are holes that you can hide in. When you get to the end where the water is, and there is a boulder about 10 feet up, and theres about 20 feet of water underneath, and you can jump off of it if you want.
I sit down on one of the rocks, and try to rest my eyes a bit. After probably twenty minutes or so, I hop back in my car, and head back home so I can go to sleep. The only thought going through my head is how much I hope i’ll never have to deal with that asshole again.
