The Young And The Hopeless, chapter 2
First lesson of the day was History. B-O-R-I-N-G! We reached the class, chattering away, with the new kid at the back of the massive group. Poor guy, no one had even made an effort to talk to him yet. We entered the room as our teacher beckoned us in.
I went and sat on a desk by myself. In most lessons, I sit with Leigh, but in History, she sits with Scott. Rachel sits with Shauna, Mike with Tre and Nikita sits with a guy I don't talk to that much named Conan.
Anyway, I took my seat at the back of the class pulling my pencil case out of my bag and shoving it on the table.
The new guy just stood at the front of the class, looking confused.
"And you are?" snapped Miss, um well I forget, I don't pay that much attention.
"I'm new here." The kid mumbled, he was looking down at his already scuffed shoes. Well this particular teacher is scary when she wants to be.
"And your name is?" she asked impatiently.
"I'm, err, Billie Joe" he stuttered looking up as the whole class fell silent.
"Well, Billie Joe. You can go and sit at the back, take that seat next to Simone."
He nodded and made his way to the empty chair next to me.
At first, I didn't say anything to him, as he fumbled about with his pen, drawing over the paper we were meant to be making notes on.
I looked down at mine, which I had only written my name on and started writing something about the First World War.
Billie Joe, looked at me as the class worked in silence and when he saw me looking, quickly looked away.
I bent down, opening my bag and pulling out my notebook. I tore a piece of paper out and slipped the book back into the bag. Making sure miss wasn't watching, I started writing on the page. I wrote, 'hey, I'm Simone wanna talk?'
I slid the note over to him. He opened it, with a slightly confused, writing a message back. 'Hi Simone, I'm Billie Joe.' it read when I opened it again.
Scribbling back I wrote, 'so, what brings you to this shitty school then Billie?'
'My mom decided on a change of scenery or something. A pretty big change if you ask me.' he had written back.
'why, where did you live before?'
'California.'
I looked up and saw out teacher watching us, I nudged him and we both started doing our work again.
The bell rang to signal end of period 1.
I was one of the last to leave the room, noticing that when I had finally got out all of my buddies had gone. Nothing new though, but to my surprise as I turned the corner, I ran into Billie Joe.
"Hi. What you doing?" I asked him.
"I thought I'd wait for you, seen as all your friends had deserted you and I had no one to show me where the next class is or anything." He said.
"well, thanks." I looked down at my timetable, we had French next. "want me to show you the way to our next class then?"
"Sure."
We walked quietly down a corridor together; I'm not very good at meeting people so I had no idea what to say. Reaching the room, we came to a hault.
"Hey! Freak! FREAK!" I turned around to see David, a guy in the year above me shouting me.
"Yeah, David!" I shouted back
Billie Joe looked confused again. "That's not very nice of him. Why do you stand for people calling you freak?" he asked as David approached.
"hey, dude. It's cool with me. It's my nickname, everybody calls me freak. It's like the little pet name that my friends call me." I explained.
"Hey, new boyfriend?" David teased as he stood next to me.
"Fuck off you!" I said, punching him lightly in the arm.
David started mocking that he was in pain.
"Oh yeah" I giggled. "Billie Joe, this is David and David, this is Billie Joe, he's that new kid people have been talking about."
"Oh right." David said, and we started talking about what we had done over the holidays. For this whole conversation, Billie stayed quiet.
"Anyways, I got to go, I'm wanted by Chris, see you later" Davis said after about five minutes and he jogged off.
I started talking to Billie just about stuff in general, when Kerry, Chloe and Natasha rounded the corner and spotted us.
"Ahh, Simone's got a new crush, that's sweet," mocked Chloe.
"Fuck off, bitch, I'm just being friendly." I snapped back. I hated it, whenever they saw me with a guy, the assumed that I went out with them or was shagging them or something. Just because they're the kind of slags like that.
"Yeah, that's what it looks like, have you seen how close your standing to him?" Natasha butted in.
"Hey listen to me, I said fuck off! Just because you three like any thing on legs doesn't mean that I do, OK?" I said calmly. I really have to admit he is hot though. I'm betting any money that he likes Leigh more than me though. I don't even know the guy that well yet anyway. He could turn out to be a total twat. I'm hoping not, he seems an alright guy.
I went and sat on a desk by myself. In most lessons, I sit with Leigh, but in History, she sits with Scott. Rachel sits with Shauna, Mike with Tre and Nikita sits with a guy I don't talk to that much named Conan.
Anyway, I took my seat at the back of the class pulling my pencil case out of my bag and shoving it on the table.
The new guy just stood at the front of the class, looking confused.
"And you are?" snapped Miss, um well I forget, I don't pay that much attention.
"I'm new here." The kid mumbled, he was looking down at his already scuffed shoes. Well this particular teacher is scary when she wants to be.
"And your name is?" she asked impatiently.
"I'm, err, Billie Joe" he stuttered looking up as the whole class fell silent.
"Well, Billie Joe. You can go and sit at the back, take that seat next to Simone."
He nodded and made his way to the empty chair next to me.
At first, I didn't say anything to him, as he fumbled about with his pen, drawing over the paper we were meant to be making notes on.
I looked down at mine, which I had only written my name on and started writing something about the First World War.
Billie Joe, looked at me as the class worked in silence and when he saw me looking, quickly looked away.
I bent down, opening my bag and pulling out my notebook. I tore a piece of paper out and slipped the book back into the bag. Making sure miss wasn't watching, I started writing on the page. I wrote, 'hey, I'm Simone wanna talk?'
I slid the note over to him. He opened it, with a slightly confused, writing a message back. 'Hi Simone, I'm Billie Joe.' it read when I opened it again.
Scribbling back I wrote, 'so, what brings you to this shitty school then Billie?'
'My mom decided on a change of scenery or something. A pretty big change if you ask me.' he had written back.
'why, where did you live before?'
'California.'
I looked up and saw out teacher watching us, I nudged him and we both started doing our work again.
The bell rang to signal end of period 1.
I was one of the last to leave the room, noticing that when I had finally got out all of my buddies had gone. Nothing new though, but to my surprise as I turned the corner, I ran into Billie Joe.
"Hi. What you doing?" I asked him.
"I thought I'd wait for you, seen as all your friends had deserted you and I had no one to show me where the next class is or anything." He said.
"well, thanks." I looked down at my timetable, we had French next. "want me to show you the way to our next class then?"
"Sure."
We walked quietly down a corridor together; I'm not very good at meeting people so I had no idea what to say. Reaching the room, we came to a hault.
"Hey! Freak! FREAK!" I turned around to see David, a guy in the year above me shouting me.
"Yeah, David!" I shouted back
Billie Joe looked confused again. "That's not very nice of him. Why do you stand for people calling you freak?" he asked as David approached.
"hey, dude. It's cool with me. It's my nickname, everybody calls me freak. It's like the little pet name that my friends call me." I explained.
"Hey, new boyfriend?" David teased as he stood next to me.
"Fuck off you!" I said, punching him lightly in the arm.
David started mocking that he was in pain.
"Oh yeah" I giggled. "Billie Joe, this is David and David, this is Billie Joe, he's that new kid people have been talking about."
"Oh right." David said, and we started talking about what we had done over the holidays. For this whole conversation, Billie stayed quiet.
"Anyways, I got to go, I'm wanted by Chris, see you later" Davis said after about five minutes and he jogged off.
I started talking to Billie just about stuff in general, when Kerry, Chloe and Natasha rounded the corner and spotted us.
"Ahh, Simone's got a new crush, that's sweet," mocked Chloe.
"Fuck off, bitch, I'm just being friendly." I snapped back. I hated it, whenever they saw me with a guy, the assumed that I went out with them or was shagging them or something. Just because they're the kind of slags like that.
"Yeah, that's what it looks like, have you seen how close your standing to him?" Natasha butted in.
"Hey listen to me, I said fuck off! Just because you three like any thing on legs doesn't mean that I do, OK?" I said calmly. I really have to admit he is hot though. I'm betting any money that he likes Leigh more than me though. I don't even know the guy that well yet anyway. He could turn out to be a total twat. I'm hoping not, he seems an alright guy.
