World So Cold

He picked up the pace and soon bumped straight into me.


"Watch it doof!" I scoffed while picking up my stuff he made me drop.


"Jeez." He mumbled while looking down.


I rolled my eyes and started to get my stuff together as Luke just stands there. Blank. I never understood him. He's so confusing, his friends too.


"Why are you just standing there?" I asked.


"I was gonna ask if you saw that red thing that was on my key chain." He said, showing me that the key chain that was missing that red 'thing'


"No, I haven't seen it." I said, turning away and walking into the school doors.


At my locker, Drea was waiting patiently waiting for me. Shes such a brat. She acts like she's so cool just because she has injected ink into her arm and poked holes into her body.


"Ughh what do you want?" I say, opening my locker.


"Dirt." She said blankly. That was easy, I usually need to bribe her.


"On who?" I ask, looking at her with a confused expression.


"Your sister." She smirked as she leaned against thelocker and twirled her hair. Awww that's cute, she thinks it looks cute. Even though her hair is to dead to twirl cause of all that bleach.


"I thought you two were friends." I said nervously.


"Or so everyone thinks." Drea chuckled, continuing to twirl her dead hair.


"So you've been lying to her this whole time?" I mumble.


"Are you gonna help me or not?" She asked, facing me.


"Why would I do that to my sister?" I questioned, turning away but Rea was quick to turn me back around. Damn, this bitch won't quit.


"Now, what if I said there was something in it for you?" She said with a smirk.


"What?" I question.


"If you get some dirt on your sister for me, ill help you get a boyfriend." She smirked. Not that I cared honestly but she was known in this school for match making.


"Deal." I said. There was still not much in it for me, but oh well, I wasn't gonna win either way.


I turned away and started walking to my first class. Which was math, why does the first subject of my day have to be the worst?


I sat next to this kid named Calum. He was pretty cute, not as much ink injected into himself, but he was friends with Luke.


I took my seat and looked at him, he gave me a small smile but then went back to his conversation with his trashy friends. The bell rang and the teacher walked in to the classroom, then started boring us to death.


We had to work on some textbook page and the clueless Calum has to ask me like five million questions.


"What's the answer to this one?" He asked me, pointing to the question.


"You do realize you have to do at least some work yourself. I say while covering my answers.


"Sorry but I don't get any of this crap." He groans.


"Then why don't you start paying attention?" I fight back.


He became came silent after that. He just looked down and tried to do his work.


The bell soon rang, thank god. I left the classroom and went into my next. Basically this is how my day goes but believe it or not, the worst period of the day, is a free period.

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