Today is the first day of my third year in high school, and damn does it suck to be a junior. What I want to do now is to stay in my room and watch movies all day long. Or maybe, I can hack some stupid shit or whatever for fun. Maria, the head of the maid, is the one who’s responsible for me standing here in the crowded hallway. With my arms folded over my chest, I stare over the swarm of students in boredom.
The strange thing about this is my parents haven’t disowned and thrown me out of the house. With all of the problems I’ve caused, they should’ve done it by now. Maybe they haven’t done it because they’ve been too busy with their businesses for these past six years. They even rarely stay home because they keep on going on their so-called business trips.
Not wanting to go to class, I move my feet towards the school garden and find somewhere to hide and stay. A wooden bridge catches my attention from afar, and I walk towards it. I take a look down the river to discover the sides are dry.
I look around the garden to find no one in sight. I smile to myself and jump down onto the river. I look around the new place to find cigarette butts scattered there. My eyebrows knit together as I wonder who has been down here before. Huh, it seems like someone also likes to hide down here. I shake off the thought and sit under the bridge.
I take my phone and earphones out of my backpack and plug in the earphones. I put them into my ear and blast out a song from my playlist. I keep my eyes closed as I listen to the song. As I enjoy the flow of the music, I suddenly feel something poking my arm. I swat the thing away and continue to listen to the music, feeling slightly annoyed. I feel it pokes me again. I swat it much harder. Feeling annoyed, I groan in frustration and open my eyes to scowl at whatever it is. A pair of gray eyes stare into my brown ones in annoyance, and I shoot whoever it is a glare. I pull my earphones out of my ear as I still scowl at the boy sitting in front of me.
“What do you want?”
“This is my place. So, you better go or else-”
“Or else what, huh?” I challenge him. He looks taken aback for a second before he regains his composure and glares back at me.
“I’m the one who got here first. So, you better go find somewhere else to go.” I say, staring hard into his eyes. The words seem to only make him more pissed off, and somewhat, I’m amused by it.
“No. I’m the one who’s been here countless times since my first year. So, you better go somewhere else.”
“No.” I cross my arms stubbornly, keeping my eyes piercing into his.
“Well, if you want the hard way...” He reaches out for me but, before he can do anything, I grab his arm and twist it. He groans in pain, and I shoot him a glare. “Don’t you fucking dare to touch me.”
“Okay, okay! I won’t.”
I let go of his arm, and he quickly pulls his hand away, rubbing his arms as he winces quietly. “Damn, girl. Why so harsh?”
“I’m just defending myself. Stop acting like the victim. And no, I’m not going anywhere. So, you better shut the fuck up and mind your own business or get the hell out of here.” I warn him. He puts his hands up in surrender. “Alright, alright.”
“Good.” I nod my head and lean my back against the concrete, putting back the earphones into my ear.
“What’s your name? I’ve never seen you around before.” He asks. I turn to him and shoot him a look. “What did I just said?” He stares at me in confusion as he raises his eyebrows. I let out a breath and scowl. “Mind your own fucking business.”
“You’re in my territory now. It also means that you’re my business.” He shoots me a glare. I ignore him and roll my eyes as I put the music back on. I stare at the water in front of me blankly, my mind lost in the song.
“Now you’re trying to ignore me? Don’t ever think that you can get away from me. I won’t go easy ” He warns me. I turn to him, staring at him dead in the eye.
“Shut up. I’m Morgan. Happy?” I raise my eyebrows at him, and he nods his head. “You’re new here, right?”
“Yes. So, what about it?”
“Just wondering. I’m Alex, by the way.” I nod my head at him and continue to listen to my song, trying to ignore him completely.
“Why are you here? I’ve never seen most girls skip classes. They attend classes because they’re eager to see the students or teachers that they consider as hot.” He chuckles at his own words, and I shake my head at that, scoffing. “I’m not like most girls.”
“If that’s so, then, what are you?” He asks, amusement twinkling in his gray eyes. I stare at him in the eyes in all seriousness and say, “I’m a vampire.”
“Ha, nice joke you got there.” He rolls his eyes. I huff out a breath and scowl at him, crossing my arms in front of my chest.
“Now, can you please shut up? I want to enjoy my songs.”
“Sure. Whatever.” He shifts away a little from me, and I finally feel grateful that he can finally stop talking. I play the songs back and let out a sigh as I let the song consumes me. From the corner of my eyes, I see Alex lighting up a cigarette and then take a drag of it. He blows out the white smoke into the clear air and leans his back onto the wall behind him. He holds out the cigarettes for me, and I stare at it. I take the cigarettes and glance at him. I take a drag from the cigarettes, letting the poisonous smoke fills my lungs.
It’s been a while since I last smoke because Maria caught me smoking one at the balcony of my room and scolded me. She said that my room smelled like shit because of it and kept saying that it’s unhealthy for me. But of course, I ignore her words of wisdom and start smoking again without her knowing. And, I have to take some peppermint to get rid of the bad smell so I won’t get caught again.
“You smoke?” He asks, looking surprised as he keeps staring at me. I roll my eyes at him and exhale the smoke out of my body. I hand him back the cigarettes, leaning my head back against the concrete wall. “Yeah.”
“I didn’t think that you’re the type to smoke.” He says, smirking at my way. He takes in another breath of smoke, seeing the cigarette lights up as he does so. He offers me the cigarette again, and I gladly take it.
“What makes you think I’m not?” I stare back at him as I smoke the cigarette. He shrugs, smirking at me. “I don’t know. You just look innocent.”
“Ha, innocent. You’re definitely blind.” I scoff and roll my eyes at him, giving him his cigarette back. He scoffs a laugh, and then continue to smoke. After staying there in silence, doing nothing but smoking the cigarette together, I take a look at the time. 9.25. I let out a sigh at it, deciding to go to my next class.
“I guess I’m going to go to class now. Bye.” I stand on my feet, dusting off my skirt from the dirt. He looks up at me in confusion. “What’s your next class?”
“Spanish.” I open my backpack and take my peppermint pack. I take one of it and offer him one, and he takes it, popping it into his mouth. He tosses the cigarette to the ground, slinging his own bag over his shoulder. “I’m coming with you.”
He rises to his feet and duck under the bridge. He stands in front of me and his height is towering over mine. And he’s also standing too close to my liking. I take a step back and shrug. “Whatever.”
He turns to the bridge and holds onto it. He pulls himself up off the ground and pushes himself over the railings. When he’s finally on his feet again, he holds out his hand for me. “Need some help?”
I stare at his hand and stare at his face blankly. “No.”
I do the same as him, landing beside him with a grunt. He stares at me for a few seconds, and I stare back at him.
He leads me towards the school building, and I follow him close behind. He slows down his walking pace until we’re at the same speed and walking next to each other.
We walk through the endless hallway and soon enough, the bell rings through the building. Students start to pile out of their classes and head for their next classes. He pulls me into a room and find a teacher there, erasing the writings he wrote on the whiteboard. He ignores both of us as we walk into the room, and I go to the chair on the farthest back. Alex takes a seat beside me, and I shoot him a look.
“What? I always sit on the back and that seat you’re taking is my usual seat.” I scoff at him, ignoring his words as I take out my pen and notebook. It’s not like I’m going to take a note, anyway.
“Don’t talk to me.”
A few minutes pass and the class is finally full of students. As the teacher starts to explain the subject for today, I start to draw stupid things on the back of my notebook out of boredom. But nonetheless, I keep listening to the teacher’s lecture for the day.
“Hey.” As I hear him call me, I roll my eyes and turn to face him. “What?”
“You don’t take classes seriously, do you?”
“No. Not really.” I answer him as I keep continuing on marring my notebook with the ink of my pen. “But it’s not like I’m not paying attention to what the teacher is saying.”
I feel him nod his head, and I continue to draw stupid-looking smiley emoji and feel silly because of it. I shut my notebook and stare at the whiteboard, feeling Alex’s gaze on me.
“It’s not nice to stare at people, you know?” I say as I keep my gaze fixed on the whiteboard.
“I’m not staring. I’m just thinking.” He shrugs, his stare is blank as he stares at the pen in his hand. I turn my gaze to him, raising my eyebrows as I feel somewhat interested in his thought. “About what?” He turns to me, smirking. “None of your business.”
“Well, whatever you say.”