- SweetWriter
- Jun 8, 2018
- 2 min read
High School. I hate that place. I actually hate every place where I have to be confront to people who want me to open my mouth and to pronounce words. Like what is your freaking problem if I don’t feel like talking? It doesn’t even concern you so why don’t you just mind your own business and let me mind mine?
Anyway, I enter into the Green Wood High School (or GWHS) big door and I make my way to my locker without paying attention to the look I’m getting.
I am not that much of a popular girl but I am known by everybody as “The Silent Girl” as they like to call me. I am even FORCED (I will like to point that) to stay with the popular band during the lunch even though I don’t say a word and I don’t listen a word of they are saying either.
So, like I was saying I open my locker and took my books for the day and when I am about to close it, someone did it for me. Ugh, I hate when people do things I was about to do but I just didn’t say nothing and turn without even giving a glance to that guy or girl that did that.
But then I heard a voice saying “Is thank you not in your vocabulary?” I didn’t even try to argue with him, Scott Davis, captain of the football team and biggest playboy of the school. He is a real jerk with girls and I hate him for that. He always try to make me speak but I never did and that is probably why he doesn’t really like me neither. But the thing is that I don’t care.
I continue my way to my first class of the day but it seemed like Scott didn’t get the same plan for me because he grab my arm and that make me sigh heavily. I turn my heard to face him and I glare at him my face was showing an expression that means “What?!” He looked at me then smirked “Wow! Easy there tiger! I just want to learn you how to be polite” I looked at him then took a piece of paper where I wrote “First don’t you dare grab my arm, second when you’ll learn to be polite you can come and teach me how to and finally I’m going to be late for class so if you could let me go right now it would be perfect” then I hand the paper to him letting him read. His facial expression went from smirking face to angry face but I didn’t really cared. I turn myself and made my way to class just to hear him yell something.
When I enter into the classroom the teacher told me that it’s not acceptable for me to be late and blah blah blah I didn’t even listen to her I just went to my sit and waited until the bell lunch ring.