"I would never think twice about him...would I?", chapter 2
I trailed behind the guy, as we made our way to first period. He kept giving me side glances, which really was starting to annoy me. Stupid ass kid.
He stopped out side a door suddenly, causing me to tread on the back of his shoes.
"Brace yourself, this aint gonna be pretty" He warned, turning the handle of the door.
Almost immediately I was hit with the smell of an old persons home, soon followed by, well, an old person.
"And what excuse have you got lined up for me this time Bill-" The teacher started, before bringing his gaze upon me. It brought shivers up my spine the way he was looking at me. Not nice shivers, but disgusted shivers.
"This is... "The guy started, before realising he didn't know my name.
"I'm Mae" I said huffily.
"Welcome, now get to your seats the pair of you so I can actually teach this lesson" The teacher said.
We made out way to the back, and sat down in two seats behind a rather scruffy desk.
"You could have warned me this dude was a perve" I hissed.
"Nah, I thought it would be fun watching you get the eye from him" He said, a grin on his face.
"Great, all I ever wanted was some old wrinkled guy, to give me the eye" I said, glaring at him. I looked over to where he slumped his books down on the desk. They were tatty and torn at the corners; I could just make out a faded name at the top.
"Billie Joe" I said.
"Yeah, that's me, the one and only" he said, looking back at me.
"Nothing, just unusual name that's all" I said.
"And yours isn't?" he asked.
"Fair point."
"I always have fair points, you're gonna love my company you know, I can already tell we're gonna be great friends" he said like a little girl, swinging his arm round my back.
"What have I told you about touching me?" I said, shrugging him off of me.
"Sorry, just couldn't help myself you see, I'm just so attracted to you" he said, winking at me.
"Ew, I take it the teacher aint the only perve around here" I said. That soon shut him up.
For the rest of the lesson, neither of us said a word to each other, but I could feel Billie's eyes burning into me.
As soon as the bell went, I shoved my stuff into my bag carelessly and got up to go to next lesson, but was immediately shoved out of the way by a rather stuck up Billie. He had his head in the air and was prancing out the door like some prep that had just broken a nail or something.
"Twat!" I shouted at him.
"Whore" he replied.
For the rest of the day, Billie kept purposely bumping into me in the corridors, and I would just reply by pulling at his shaggy hair.
"Fuck off and die Bitch" I said, yanking the back of his shirt so he was forced back a little.
"Oh you got me in a good position here, carry on" He said, smiling.
I let him go, but just glared at him with hate.
"Watch it, or you'll be kissing your sweet and innocent life goodbye" I spat.
"I'd rather kiss you goodbye" he replied.
"Ergh, just get the fuck out of my face Billie" I said, pushing past him. I could hear him laughing all the way down the corridor. Fucking turd. Why did he have to pick on the likes of me?
He stopped out side a door suddenly, causing me to tread on the back of his shoes.
"Brace yourself, this aint gonna be pretty" He warned, turning the handle of the door.
Almost immediately I was hit with the smell of an old persons home, soon followed by, well, an old person.
"And what excuse have you got lined up for me this time Bill-" The teacher started, before bringing his gaze upon me. It brought shivers up my spine the way he was looking at me. Not nice shivers, but disgusted shivers.
"This is... "The guy started, before realising he didn't know my name.
"I'm Mae" I said huffily.
"Welcome, now get to your seats the pair of you so I can actually teach this lesson" The teacher said.
We made out way to the back, and sat down in two seats behind a rather scruffy desk.
"You could have warned me this dude was a perve" I hissed.
"Nah, I thought it would be fun watching you get the eye from him" He said, a grin on his face.
"Great, all I ever wanted was some old wrinkled guy, to give me the eye" I said, glaring at him. I looked over to where he slumped his books down on the desk. They were tatty and torn at the corners; I could just make out a faded name at the top.
"Billie Joe" I said.
"Yeah, that's me, the one and only" he said, looking back at me.
"Nothing, just unusual name that's all" I said.
"And yours isn't?" he asked.
"Fair point."
"I always have fair points, you're gonna love my company you know, I can already tell we're gonna be great friends" he said like a little girl, swinging his arm round my back.
"What have I told you about touching me?" I said, shrugging him off of me.
"Sorry, just couldn't help myself you see, I'm just so attracted to you" he said, winking at me.
"Ew, I take it the teacher aint the only perve around here" I said. That soon shut him up.
For the rest of the lesson, neither of us said a word to each other, but I could feel Billie's eyes burning into me.
As soon as the bell went, I shoved my stuff into my bag carelessly and got up to go to next lesson, but was immediately shoved out of the way by a rather stuck up Billie. He had his head in the air and was prancing out the door like some prep that had just broken a nail or something.
"Twat!" I shouted at him.
"Whore" he replied.
For the rest of the day, Billie kept purposely bumping into me in the corridors, and I would just reply by pulling at his shaggy hair.
"Fuck off and die Bitch" I said, yanking the back of his shirt so he was forced back a little.
"Oh you got me in a good position here, carry on" He said, smiling.
I let him go, but just glared at him with hate.
"Watch it, or you'll be kissing your sweet and innocent life goodbye" I spat.
"I'd rather kiss you goodbye" he replied.
"Ergh, just get the fuck out of my face Billie" I said, pushing past him. I could hear him laughing all the way down the corridor. Fucking turd. Why did he have to pick on the likes of me?
