Simon Adrian. You could say he's the guy I like right now. But that doesn't really apply at the same time. In my own words he's the object of my affection for the time being, or the thing that distracts me of my "one-sided love" conflict going on right now. Simon has short brown hair and these rich brown eyes. He's way taller then me, I need to look up to see him. He has this really cute way of smiling, his smile gets so wide that his eyes start to shut.
I walk past him and try to keep walking forward. We have talked before, it's not like he doesn't know me. We don't talk as much as we used to, but that doesn't mean I don't think about him.
I quickly head back up to the fourth floor to go to my Korean class. Before he starts to talk to me. I kinda ruined things between Simon and I. He apparently had a crush on one of my friends. Or you could say ex-friend due to drama between one of my best friends and her. Well continuing, turns out things were blown out of proportion, resulting in people breaking of friendships.
I sit down in my spot and take out my books.
"Hey Tay" I look up to see Natalie.
"So I see your finally coming to class for once aren't you. What's the special occasion" I reply while giving her a smirk.
"Nothing really. I just need to come to class every once and a while. Plus I can't risk getting kicked out"
"Sure. It's not like you're the one exception here" I roll my eyes.
Natalie is in a completely different program the the rest of us here. She's special. She has twice as many courses and is in practically every special group. She has more privileges then the rest of us. And she also has even scores to grade a year earlier then the rest of us.
We sit together as the teacher starts to gives us the lesson plan of the day. Then we set of to work on different vocabulary exercises.
"So Tay, Alex said he wanted to talk to me. But I don't know what about. And I'm scared. Like what if he asks me out. Like I know I'll say yes. But I don't want to read too into it. Like I know he pays attention to me more then he's friend that he knew for years. But still, I'm not sure." She tells me, a few seconds after the teacher is done.
"Well there's one thing for sure don't read too into it. Considering if he doesn't like you and your just over thinking you'll just end up hurting yourself." I reply.
For the rest of the period Natalie and I talk about boys, music and just about every thing else. Then when the bell rings we both get up, assemble our things, put them away and then leave.
I walk to my locker, grab my bag place my books back in and put whatever I don't need in my locker. Then I head back down to the third floor for my history class.
I love and hate this class. I'm very conflicted about it. I love it because is the only class that engages me. That catches my attention and holds it. The teacher, Mrs. Grayson, knows how to speak her words in such a way that it makes history worth learning. However on the other hand this is a normal class. Plus is has Kris in it. He's my biggest mistake and regret. I can't stand to look at him. Sometimes I feel guilty when I look at him. Other times I just want him to go and die or at least just get out of my face so I never have to see him again. Don't get me wrong I'm not the only one who doesn't like him. In fact he caused this himself. The dick-face deserves this treatment. He's a Homophobe and he also doesn't give two shits about abusing women.
I sit there in the class waiting for class to end. Mrs. Grayson left us to write out these questions she gave us, they're used as our to leave class for the day.
Once the bell rings I head back to the front to meet up with Julia. She's with this guy who has this stubble on his face. I don't know him.
I walk up to her and hug her from behind. "Hello. Who's this?"
She smile and I let go of her. " This is Marcus. He's part of the sport program. Last minute transfer." She explains.
"Hey Marcus. I'm Taylor" I introduce myself.
"Hey" he replies. He's voice is lower the expected. Now that I look at it he doesn't look like a normal student here.
"Well Marcus. Julia and I have plans we'll see you later." I say, pushing Julia to leave.
"Hey! What was that about" she yells.
"How old is he?" I ask the moment we get outside.
"Eighteen. He's an after graduate" she answers. As we head to the bus stop.
"He's over the age limit. You know that right" I tell her. The bus pulls up ans we head on. We show our I.D cards that indicated that we have special access to transportation at anytime we need.
"I know. But what's going to happen. It's not like I'm going to get in trouble or anything."
"Well you can't it's against the law. I'm not letting you do anything illegal. Not after you shop lifted in front of me, knowing I'm against that type of behavior"
"Can you stop being such a pussy. It's not like anything's going to happen. And, even if something were to happen, what are you going to do about it. Rat me out. Tell the watchers, get me expelled." she starts to get angry and agitated.
Now this is where it all started. This was where the end of a friendship started. This began the road to my story.
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