Going up the stairs since the elevator is only used for emergency purposes and for teachers, I would have used it on a normal day, but since this is my first day in this school, I do not want to cause any type of trouble or troubles.
Since I take self defense classes and I work out a lot, taking the stairs was not really tiring, but it’s not something to look forward to early in the morning or if you’re late for class.“Hey, move it, you’re not the only one taking the stairs” a dude churlishly tells me“Why don’t you fucking fly, don’t fucking rush me asshat” I tell him, getting annoyed with the way some stranger is speaking to me.“you should also move out of the way, a lot of people have somewhere to go” he tells me“then you should have come earlier, or you should fucking take the elevator darling” I tell him, now facing the dickhead that has been speaking.“Just move” he says on getting to the second floor which I believe would be for the sophomores.I move climb the rest of the stairs quickly still thinking about how some people can be very annoying early in the morning. I rushed quickly into the elevator. I am late which is also can be counted as an emergency, and I am new, I will just use that excuse.“hey, don’t you know this elevator is not to be used by students” a tall handsome guy tells me, even though he is a student.“Are you also not a student?” I ask him, rolling my eyes at him. How can he be condemning me if he is doing exactly same thing.“as you can see, I am the Student’s Council President” he tells me, pointing to the badge on his shirt and acting like he has made a great achievement in life.“oh, I didn’t notice, but as far as I know, you’re still a student, whatever gives you the right to use the elevator also gives me the right to use it” I tell him, getting irritated.Seems like people really want to get on my nerve on my first day, and I won’t want to cause trouble on my first day.“Hey, relax, I was just joking, I’m just a junior” he tells me, chuckling at the same time.“Uhn uhn”“Even though this is a big school, I noticed how unfamiliar you are so I decided to mess with you, not that I am saying I know everyone, but I just tried it” he tells me, still chuckling.“uhn uhn”“My name is Damian, and this badge is just from somewhere I can’t remember” he tells me, pointing at the badge he mentioned before.“Uhn uhn”When I am met with silence, I looked at him to see him looking at me expectantly, like telling me to return the gesture or energy.“Ash, my name is Ash” I answer him, refusing to say anything further from thatI exit the elevator as it stops at the 4th floor, only to notice that Daniel or Dam—whatever his name is also coming out of the elevator.I am not going to ask him because it isn’t any of my business what he is up to, but in anything he is doing, I am not to be messed with.Rushing to get to the School admin’s office, I bumped into a guy, like 6ft 4, not bothering myself with it since it is an hallway, things like this can happen sometimes.People start whispering, like when a girl hits a celebrity, how people whisper and murmur, but this is not with jealousy or envy, it is with pity.“seems like she is new”“why couldn’t she just watch where she was going”“she is dead, so dead”“Oli will skin her alive”Who is Oli? And how does me hitting someone certify my death.“Don’t you watch where you go?” someone’s hand grabs my arm as I am trying to leave to get my schedule.‘It is when you’ve decided to not cause trouble, that is the exact time some shithead will want you to make one’ I tell myself, thinking.“Are you calling me a shithead” he asks me, well I didn’t mean to think that aloud, but if he heard it, best of luck.“Since you are annoying me right now, so I would like to think so” I tell him, forcefully removing his hand from my arm since he is still grabbing me, forcefully.“did she just say that”“seems like she has written her will”“Oh burn”“I don’t want to see how this will go”“Are you talking to me right now” he asks meHow dumb or deaf can someone be, we are the only ones in a clash right now, and he is still asking such type of dumb of question, which makes me question his IQ“Are you deaf or you’re pretending to be deaf?” I ask him, ‘cause he seems to be the only person who didn’t hear me“Oh shit”“She really has a death wish now”“Oh how I love how this is going”People in the hallway seems to be more invested in what is going on between me and this shithead than preparing to go to class, and some have come out of their classes to be spectators“Are you seriously speaking with me?” he asks me, reaching to grab my arm again which I dodged. He seems surprised that someone is speaking to him like that.He looks like a bully which annoys me more and more, and the type of people I hate the most are bullies, liars and betrayers.“Or is it that your IQ is so low you can’t understand what I am saying” I ask him, looking at him while blinking my eyes to state my point.“She really wants to be dead”“Who the fuck do --” he starts, raising his voice with each word before a teacher interrupts him.Seems like it is time for lessons, and this guy just delayed me.“What is going on here? why are you all outside? Don’t you have classes?” the teacher fires questions at us, which prompts everyone to disperse to their classes.“Hey, you seem like you’re new, are you going to the Admin’s office?” he asks me“Yes”“It is the last door by your left at the end of the hallway” he tells meAs I was about going he holds me back to warn me about staring trouble for my first day at schoolHe leaves, and I notice that Oli or whatever name he is called is no longer around, seems like he had run with his tail tucked between his legs when he saw the teacher, maybe he is not as tough as he looks“Thanks Teach” I tell him, appreciating him before going to the Admin’s office to sort out my stuffs.Knocking on the door, that is after calming myself down because of the messy situation that just happened.“Come in”“Hello ma’am, I’m new here, I am to get my locker number and also my class schedule here”“Oh, you’re Ash right, the new student” she asks“Yes ma’am”But not to seem like a rude person, I did not point out that the fact that I just told her that I’m new.“Just call me Mrs. Palma” she tells me, handing me my class schedule and my locker key which has my locker number on it.“Okay ma”“So, that’s your class schedule, we were told that you only AP classes in science and two electives” she tells me, which sounds more like question, seems like she doesn’t believe I can do well because of the statement she made next.“But, it is not too late to switch to normal classes” she tells me, trying to counsel me, not that I asked for any.“I’m okay with this schedule” I tell her, getting impatient.She eyes me, I think she is trying to judge me by my looks, wearing a black baggy tro
“uhn” I mutter in confusion.“Yeah, I was there this afternoon, I went to see my sister, she is a senior” she tells me, explaining herself and telling me the details I do not think I need.“Oh”“Yeah, it was total badass anyways, I think it is the high time someone stood up to him” she tells me, waving her hands frantically to buttress her point.“Why?” I ask her, intrigued with what she said.“So this is a long story, I will tell you more when we sit down” she tells me as we enter the cafeteria.There is nothing bad knowing your potential enemy.She queues with me even though I can see that she has her lunch box with me, I really hope I don’t regret not bringing my lunch box, my old school’s food was not really bad, it was good some days, and the opposite some other daysSeems like we are here early, so I didn’t have to queue for a long period of time, I collected my food and went to get a sit with the girl whose name I seem to have forgotten.“He is a sophomore” she starts,“wait, h
Everyone starts to notice them walking towards my table, and they all start murmuring. That is one thing about when getting bullied in high school or about to be bullied, no one makes any type of attempt to save you. They all look at you with pity or indifference, some are even happy to see a fight.They are three, I can totally see through this ‘Queen bees’, they look like a bunch of dumb girls, one in the middle, which with the looks of it must be their leader, and the other two by her side, her minions.I do wonder whether this things change, the cheerleader, the jocks, the bullies, the minions, like can this people not try to change history, must everything be cliché always.From movies, this will be the part that they will try to assert their dominance to the new girl. Bunch of dumb idiots, they think I am like their normal weak nerdy girl, I might be nerdy but not weak.The one in the middle has a light pink hair wearing a pink shirt and a short skirt which I don’t really know t
‘Please not now’, is my thought at the moment.Like will anyone just allow me to have peace, I have had enough of being told the ‘rules and regulations’ of this school honestly.“Hey, I said, you are on my seat” he repeats“How is this your fu*king seat? sorry” I ask him, looking up to him, pretending to be confused.I know that seats would have been ‘allocated’ or everyone would have at least gotten their seat and seat mate, or chosen the seat they want, but sometimes, if you still want to keep that seat, you have to hurry up to the class.“I have totally forgotten that this is where he sits” Katya whispers to me.“How could you forget about something like that?” I ask her, whispering.“Sorry” she whispers back apologetically, with a guilt-stricken face“I didn’t see your bag nor any of your properties here neither was your name engraved here, so how is this your seat?” I ask him again.But having looked around when I entered the class, if I stand up from here, there is a possibility
“Oh My God, yes” she tells me, hitting the table.“Do you really have to hit the table to tell me” I ask her, rolling my eyes.“The only flaw with him is that he is a bully, but he is good in all his classes, at least so I’m told, and he is so good at art” she tells me“And the also twins?” I ask her“No, the twins are not like him, Declan is good in his classes and Duncan, well he is like the top academic wise, Declan plays football, but Duncan, his twin, he is nerd, a hot nerd” she tells me, gesturing with her hands to explain.As she continues her explanation, she is interrupted by the teacher.She gives us back our drawing, and I am able to take a glance at Oliver’s drawing the drawing is good, very good, not going to lie.He glances at me for a brief moment, and goes back to his seat.I don’t know if he is intrigued by me, or he is planning something behind his scowl, with the amount of times he has glanced at me and with the glare he gave me earlier.“Ash, right?” The teacher as
“Oh, it’s you”“Yeah me, you’re not a fan of me, I am not a fan of you, I will appreciate if you make sure we don’t cross path” he tells me, putting his hands in his pocket.I look at him in irritation and his two friends that are beside him.“I never cared about you, you are the one seeking me out right now” I tell him, scoffing at him.“That’s good” he tells me, leaving with his friends.Looking at their retreating silhouette, I turn to ask Katya a very important question.“Are they always like this?” I ask her, squinting my eyes.“Yeah” she says, still staring at their silhouette disbelievingly.“And why didn’t you tell me that they live around this area” I ask her“I told you, but from the looks of it you were ignoring me then” she says, pouting“And again most people going to our school lives around here”“Fortunately for you or unfortunately for you, he lives three houses from yours’ and the twins four houses from your house” she tells me while grinning.“Why are you so happy, d
A month after, things have changed slightly, although the ‘three beauties’ don’t have the intention of ever leaving me alone.If they don’t cross the line, I won’t do anything, I don’t have any business with them, I will only do to them what they do to me.Classes have not been exactly easy, especially for a sophomore who joins a new school, also taking seven AP classes. But it has kept me busy.Katya has been the good friend a new student needs always. She has been helping me to adjust to the system, even though most of our classes are not together, we only have two, Statistics and Art.Oliver and I have not interacted ever since the day we met on my way home, we’ve only been passing each other by, and see each other in classes we have together.My Dad has also been really busy with his work, in adjusting to his new work and environment, which has not been so easy for him, from the bags under his eyes and the look of tiredness he always try to hide with coffee and a forced smile.Wal
“Are we going” she asks me, looking very excited about the idea of us being invited to a party,“Are we going” she asks me, looking very excited about the idea of us being invited to a party,“Of course not” I deadpan.“Why?” she asks me, grabbing my hands and pouting trying to act cute.“No matter how you much you try to act cute, I am still not going, I have a lot of assignments to do, and books to read” I tell her, shaking her hands off me.“Maybe that is why you don’t even know how to socialize, and maybe that is why you don’t have friends” she tells me, looking at another direction.“Don’t talk like you have thousands of friends” I sass her.“I do have” she tells me, glaring at me like what I said hurt her feelings.“I am your only friend, so don’t try to feed me that crap” I tell her, shaking my head at her antics.“It doesn’t matter, and again don’t change the subject, you are going to that party” she tells me, trying to use a commanding tone with me.Not with that her tiny voi