I Knew You Were Trouble
Chapter 2
What the hell is usually my response to anything weird or unusual. Frogs giving birth to unicorns. What the hell. Parents taking away your phone for no reason. What the hell. Fire spitting out of my freaking fists. What the freaking hell! This is so unexplainable. I have no idea what is going on right now.
“Are you okay? You look lost dear”
A random old lady appears. I quickly hide my hands behind my back and shake my head.”No, but thanks for the concern” I said sweetly before starting to walk away and wonder about how odd it is for an older woman about 70 years old to be wandering the streets at night. Not like she’d be walking home from the bar or anything. I continue my quiet walk home and as I become calmer the fire that once danced on my fists disappeared. How odd that it appeared in the first place. My new house is suddenly in view and still overflowing with boxes. Dad pushed me out of the house so he could get the furniture in without me breaking a toe or something. Considering I am such a klutz it’s a good idea that I’m not present.
“Dad I’m home” I scream into the silent home except for the tv running quietly in the living room. “Okay” he screams back. I ran up to my room only to find more boxes and an unmade bed. First things first: closet. Searching through boxes I find the one with clothes and but shirts on hangers and pants on shelves. A bookshelf was near my bed as well as nightstand with a lamp. Going through more boxes I find cd’s and books carefully placing them on my book shelf. Finding stuff wasn’t hard considering the boxes were labeled in big lettering. After that I made my bed and put on some pj’s before hopping into bed and counting sheep with heads that look like Justin Bieber.
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“Elaina get up! You have twenty minutes to get ready.”
That was the first thing I heard this morning. Heck it’s what I hear every morning. So instead of wasting my precious time I got up and started doing what I do every morning. I grabbed a black shirt and some grey skinnies and a beanie cause it’ll take time to do my hair and we know I don’t have any of that. After quickly changing I brush through my hair and adjust my beanie. I grab my phone and bag before going down stairs. As I throw on my shoes Dad arrives by my side with a travel mug of tea, my favorite hoodie and keys to his car. It wasn’t a fancy car but it was a working car and that’s all I care about. I call out a goodbye and hop in the car. Throwing my bag in the passenger seat I start off in the direction of the school. Hopefully this school isn’t filled to the brim with douche bags like the last one. A girl could only hope.
After the tenth try at my locker and ten hundredth time kicking it my locker now has a huge dent and my toe hurts. “Here let me help” said a voice from behind me. I turn around and see a tall skinny kid with blonde streaks in his hair. I stop staring and hand him my combo card wordlessly. He enters the combination a few times before saying
“You should probably ask for a new locker. Looks like there’s a nasty dent in it. Never going to get it open after that. I’ll go with you”
I nod and follow silently until half way there he asks “What’s your name?”
“Elaina” I answer just above a whisper.
He looks like he’s thinking for a moment before we suddenly arrive in front of the guidance doors. We go in and I ask for a new locker. The lady behind the counter gives me a new combination and simple directions as to where it is. After leaving the office he says “That’s next to mine. Come one it’s easy to find”. Then it was silent after that. Not awkward at all.
“This is it” he says after stopping in front of a locker that looked like the rest just had tons of markings and scribbling all over it. “Creative” I say referring to the locker. He laughed and opened the locker then stealing my schedule from my hand to look it over as I but some books away.”Cool. We have like most of our classes together besides 1st and last”. I nod my head in agreement.
“Can you at least show me to my class?” “Oh. Sure”
I follow close behind as to not get run over by everyone who’s like a skyscraper to me. I’m not that short but the students here are tall as freaking giraffes. Too soon for liking we’re standing in front of my 1st period class. “Thanks …um..” I trailed off trying to remember if he ever mentioned his name. “Jack” said some girl who walked up next to him and clung to his arm. “And he’s mine so back off”. Meow, kitty kitty. Jack gave me a small smile and a wave before walking off with his more than obvious jealous girlfriend.
This should make for a very interesting day.
“Are you okay? You look lost dear”
A random old lady appears. I quickly hide my hands behind my back and shake my head.”No, but thanks for the concern” I said sweetly before starting to walk away and wonder about how odd it is for an older woman about 70 years old to be wandering the streets at night. Not like she’d be walking home from the bar or anything. I continue my quiet walk home and as I become calmer the fire that once danced on my fists disappeared. How odd that it appeared in the first place. My new house is suddenly in view and still overflowing with boxes. Dad pushed me out of the house so he could get the furniture in without me breaking a toe or something. Considering I am such a klutz it’s a good idea that I’m not present.
“Dad I’m home” I scream into the silent home except for the tv running quietly in the living room. “Okay” he screams back. I ran up to my room only to find more boxes and an unmade bed. First things first: closet. Searching through boxes I find the one with clothes and but shirts on hangers and pants on shelves. A bookshelf was near my bed as well as nightstand with a lamp. Going through more boxes I find cd’s and books carefully placing them on my book shelf. Finding stuff wasn’t hard considering the boxes were labeled in big lettering. After that I made my bed and put on some pj’s before hopping into bed and counting sheep with heads that look like Justin Bieber.
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“Elaina get up! You have twenty minutes to get ready.”
That was the first thing I heard this morning. Heck it’s what I hear every morning. So instead of wasting my precious time I got up and started doing what I do every morning. I grabbed a black shirt and some grey skinnies and a beanie cause it’ll take time to do my hair and we know I don’t have any of that. After quickly changing I brush through my hair and adjust my beanie. I grab my phone and bag before going down stairs. As I throw on my shoes Dad arrives by my side with a travel mug of tea, my favorite hoodie and keys to his car. It wasn’t a fancy car but it was a working car and that’s all I care about. I call out a goodbye and hop in the car. Throwing my bag in the passenger seat I start off in the direction of the school. Hopefully this school isn’t filled to the brim with douche bags like the last one. A girl could only hope.
After the tenth try at my locker and ten hundredth time kicking it my locker now has a huge dent and my toe hurts. “Here let me help” said a voice from behind me. I turn around and see a tall skinny kid with blonde streaks in his hair. I stop staring and hand him my combo card wordlessly. He enters the combination a few times before saying
“You should probably ask for a new locker. Looks like there’s a nasty dent in it. Never going to get it open after that. I’ll go with you”
I nod and follow silently until half way there he asks “What’s your name?”
“Elaina” I answer just above a whisper.
He looks like he’s thinking for a moment before we suddenly arrive in front of the guidance doors. We go in and I ask for a new locker. The lady behind the counter gives me a new combination and simple directions as to where it is. After leaving the office he says “That’s next to mine. Come one it’s easy to find”. Then it was silent after that. Not awkward at all.
“This is it” he says after stopping in front of a locker that looked like the rest just had tons of markings and scribbling all over it. “Creative” I say referring to the locker. He laughed and opened the locker then stealing my schedule from my hand to look it over as I but some books away.”Cool. We have like most of our classes together besides 1st and last”. I nod my head in agreement.
“Can you at least show me to my class?” “Oh. Sure”
I follow close behind as to not get run over by everyone who’s like a skyscraper to me. I’m not that short but the students here are tall as freaking giraffes. Too soon for liking we’re standing in front of my 1st period class. “Thanks …um..” I trailed off trying to remember if he ever mentioned his name. “Jack” said some girl who walked up next to him and clung to his arm. “And he’s mine so back off”. Meow, kitty kitty. Jack gave me a small smile and a wave before walking off with his more than obvious jealous girlfriend.
This should make for a very interesting day.
4/4/13