The chattering if the students around me, as the catch up with their friends, talk about the latest gossip, who is dating who, who is throwing what party, who said this about who. It helps to distract me from the negative thoughts swirling around in my head. I flick my eyes over the group of people in with, so diverse, yet all brought together by their love of not giving a fuck, the skaters, the nerds, the emos and the ROTC kids. I know them all, an they all know me, whether we've talked or not is different, because in this group, you don't have to talk to be known, your just there.
   An for many that's all this group is, a way to not be alone. I flinch has I'm jerked out of my thoughts by a pair of arms wrapping around my shoulders, an a shaggy mop of brown hair on my shoulder.
" H, why so scared?", they mumble into my ear. Shrugging then off I turn, an frown up at the almost this 6 foot teen standing over my dainty 5'31/2 frame.
" Maybe, because I tell you every morning to give me a fucking warming before you just come up behind me Reversed. I tell you this every morning.", I snap, blowing my hair from in front of my eyes.
He laughs an shakes his head slightly, " H, I can't take you serious. Your just so adorable when your mad.", leaning over he takes my cheeks in his hands, an mushes then together.
I smack his hands away, an brush my hair from my face, " I'm not adorable, an stop fucking with my cheeks, you know I hate that.".
He just laughs, and walks back to his friends, shaking his head the whole way. Fucking dickwad, I thought to myself, scoffing. Shaking my head I grabbed my headphones from my bag, and had a full intentions of playing my music, when of course, just my luck, the fucking bell rang. Signing, I plugged my headphones in an hit play, blocking out the world has I shoved through the crowd.
Flipping a few strands of my re chair from my face, I began to walk down the road to my first class, Marketing. The gentle chatter of the people talking, an the foot falls of high schoolers walking either towards or away from the school, was a sort of lulling comforting sound. Bobbing my head slightly to the music, I made my way in between the bodies pushing into the black, heavy metal doors. 
Turning the corner onto the soft dark grey carpet, I take my head phones off an slide then into my bag pocket. Sliding my phone into my back pocket, I shake my hair out of my face and walk to the hard blue plastic chairs, heads turned and glanced, but went back to their noses being stuck in the phones, just like always. Sighing, I flopped down in my seat an pulled my phone out, deciding I should at least catch up with my Wattpad story updates.
Only three more classes after this, at least.

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