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Life isn't complicated, it doesn't need to be. School, 7/11, home, 7/11 again, and home again. I have friends who I love but I always feel isolated from them. I don't relate to them.
First period history was fine, I drew a bit in a spiral lined notebook that I carried around sometimes. The bell finally went off and everyone finally scurried into their seats. I didn't look up until I heard the teacher say something about a new student. The first thing that happened when I looked up was seeing brilliant pale blue eyes stare at me.
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Holy shit
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Is this what dying felt like?
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All I could see was him. His mid tone brown hair sheeting over his pale white skin. The way his eyes popped because of the dark bags rimmed with red. He was staring at me still, did he feel the same way I did right now?
"Sit next to y/n, the seat in the back corner," I turned my ears to the surroundings when I heard my name being said. The new guy was walking towards me giving me time to look at his stature closer. He was tall, about 6'2? He wore a long black trench coat on top of a black t-shirt tucked into black jeans and a leather belt. Sure he wasn't the hottest person I've ever seen but he sure as hell wasn't bad. Handsome was an understatement in my opinion.
He sat down and turned to me giving a small smirk.
"Greetings and salutations," he said. His voice was smooth and deep. I couldn't help but stare at his pink lips and prominent cheekbones.
"Hello," I greeted him back. I stuck out my hand towards him waiting for him to shake it.
"Jason Dean, but you can call me JD." he shook my hand.
"Pleasure to meet you, the names y/n l/n but you can call me y/n." I smiled.
"The pleasures all mine."
This was gonna be hard. What's even worse is that I apparently share 6 out of 7 classes with him. The only one I don't share with him? Art. Thank God for that honestly, I didn't need him seeing my horrible drawings anyways. I do have to admit though, lunch was interesting to say the least.
It was normal at first, I sat with my group of like 3 people I don't even belong with and the Heathers were doing their weekly lunchtime poll. I couldn't help but glance behind me and see JD sitting alone staring at something. I get up and throw away my tray full of untouched food and make my way over to JD sitting alone at his table.
"Greetings and Salutations," I say, mocking him from earlier. He rolls his eyes with a grin and crosses his arms looking at me. I sit next to him and forced my eyes over into the direction he was looking at. Only to look straight at the girl doing lunch time polls.
"Veronica Sawyer?" I ask him.
"So that's her name?" he asks quietly, arms still crossed.
"Yeah, from a rich family was best friends with Martha Dunstock until the heathers noticed potential in her. Painstakingly average until as of lately," I tell him with a monotone and deadpan expression. You have got to be kidding me.
"Can you do that with everyone?" JD turns to me with a raised eyebrow.
"Tell you everything about everyone?" He nods. "Yeah it's not hard, you just have to be observant. Everyone here doesn't shut the fuck up for shit."
"What about her?" he asks, pointing to Heather Chandler.
"Ah yes Heather Chandler, queen bee of the school and so much of a bitch that she needs a whole new word invented for it," I crossed my arms still deadpan. "Was a loner until 7th grade, that's when she learned that her daddy's money did more things than just buy hookers and bribe teachers for better grades. No one really likes her of course but no one says anything because they're too scared of being targeted."
"Wow." is all he could mutter out.
"Ya know JD," I sat up, fully dropping my arms and facing him. "You're cool, we're best friends now."
"Excuse me?" he gives out a slight chuckle before getting serious. "What makes you think you can make that call l/n?"
"Simple," I smirk. "You get me. I get you. Neither of us belong at this bullshit school."
We were dragged from our conversation from a voice in front of us.
"Sorry, excuse me but I have a question for today's lunch poll. It's kind of a stupid question, " Veronica. I mean she was nice, we were friends before she left to go hang out with the heathers, we weren't best friends but we were in the same friend group.
JD looked at her giving her his full attention, "There are no stupid questions."
"Well then, let's say you will have about 5 million dollars but aliens are going to destroy the earth. What do you do?"
"That's the stupidest question I have ever heard," me and JD say in unison, making me let out a small laugh and him letting out a small smile. But he went straight back to Veronica.
I don't know what my issue was but I've kind of started resenting her at this very moment. The way she smiled or the way her short brown hair fell into her face. Her and JD kept talking but I couldn't help but tune them out and instead listen to the large clock in the cafeteria.
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This was going to be a long year
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"Hey you gonna eat that?" Kurt came busting in, sticking his finger in JDs untouched lunch. Once again I tuned them out mostly until JD started talking back.
"I am getting real sick of assholes like you," he said before throwing a punch. Huh, that's a new one I guess. Kurt and Ram tried their best to gang up on him at the same time but JD won of course which was mostly impressive considering he was taking on both of them at once. Lunch ended and JD of course got suspended for a bit, only 2 days though. Kurt and Ram didn't get anything done to them because their jocks of course, but the school likes to make up stupid excuses by saying bullshit like "oh but JD threw a punch first!"
Once school was let out I immediately grabbed my shit and walked home. I was way too tired to do my normal route to 7/11 first, but getting home to an empty house made me wish I did go first. Dad died and mom was always at work, a cliché I know. Mom was a lawyer so I understand why she was usually gone or in her office, plus it put food on the table so I don't really care. The difference between me and Veronica is that even if my mom makes good money I don't go around and flaunt it for some street cred.
The house was extremely quiet so it wasn't hard to fall asleep on the couch after taking off my shoes, I was exhausted both mentally and physically. I woke up at 9pm still home alone, now it was time for a 7/11 trip.
The store burnt my eyes at first because of the bright neon and the stark white floor and walls. Getting in I waved to the cashier and made my way to the slushie machine until I heard talking.
It was JD and Veronica sitting next to it with JD talking about how much he likes slushies and uses them as a coping mechanism for his mothers death. I make a mental note of that before I snuck past him to grab a large blue raspberry slushie. As much as I liked JD, no way in hell was I going to insert myself in this conversation.
I paid for my shit and walked out chilling on the sidewalk taking large sips of icy sugar. I look over to the exit and see Veronica and JD still talking. God dammit.
They finally stopped talking once Heather C yelled at Veronica to hurry up, a part of me was happy she was gone. Hopefully JD would notice that I was here? Wishful thinking. All he did was watch Veronica leave before almost heading to his motorcycle.
"Wow Jason, I'm hurt. Forgetting your best friend like that." I said, grabbing his attention with a smile. He didn't say anything, instead he walked up to the wall I was standing at basically pinning me to it. Still silent he took a sip of his own slushie before speaking.
"What'd you call me?" he asked timidly, his breath smelling like artificial cherry. Sure he was extremely fucking hot in this position but two can play at that game. I wasn't going to let him get to me.
"Geez you're so dramatic," I smirked, shrugging him off. I took a sip of my own slushie and blew the scent of my cold candied breath in his face making him step back now smiling. "So Sawyer eh?"
"What about her?"
"You like her?"
He took another sip. "She's sure as hell interesting alright."