Great! I hadn't even sat down yet.
I dumped my bag on the table and sat down .
"Must you always get in here?" My inner self asked
" Glick doesn't like me." I replied carrying my bag and placing my hand on the table. Then again, I heard it, " don't you wanna go?"
" No." I replied
" Urgh, fine. You're looking good by the way."
" Really?" I asked suprised
" Yeah."
" You sure?"
" Of course, just your hair needs a little tiny."
" Oh..."
" Yeah, if it were white, it'll be better."
Every where suddenly went quiet and somewhat dark.
" Do you really want it white?"
The voice sounded less friendly-okay, not friendly at all, instead, it sounded eerie.
" I...I..." I stammered
" Do you?" I felt a cold grip on my neck and I struggled to breathe.
" DO YOU?!" I coughed and broke into cold sweat
" Hello?" I felt someone tap my shoulders and I raised my head.
" You're sleeping on detention, Salvadore, when will you get serious?" Miss Clover asked.
I cleaned my eyes and yawned.
" Go back to class." She said
" Is Maths over?" I asked
" What?"
" Nevermind."
I rubbed my nose and stood up, I was definitely tinting my hair white. Somebody complemented me for the first time, even though all the girls I knew never did instead they giggled, stared at me and God, I felt like hitting one the last time that happened, but then, who complemented me? Someone in my dream of course. I could really never get actual, realistic complements. Claude got those. I got comments like; dress properly, why're you so rude? this dude's annoying as hell, and many others. Many other...
" Hello? You're still here, go for class!" Miss Clover yelled and I walked out.
So fiesty.
I breathed and gave myself mental self esteem before walking into class.
I got to my seat to find someone's butt on it.
" Uh... you're on my seat." I frowned.
The girl stared at me . She'd been in my class since 9th grade and I still didn't know her. You know all those so called popular girls' names never got to my ears.
"You need to stand up." I reminded since she was still staring.
" Am I the only one who thinks he's cuter?" She asked her people.
" He got cuter over the holiday." The only one person I knew her name there spoke - Madeleine.
I got slightly irritated, that was a compliment and I never got those, so why now?
" Because I love compliments." Rang in my head.
" Just stand up." I said.
She and her minions walked out and I sat resting my head on the table.
" Calhoun." Someone called, there are only few people in school that address me by my first name. I raised my head and as expected, it was my wonderful twin Claude .
" I need a favour." He said
" Good morning." I said
" Quit the act, you wanted to sleep so I had to let you."
" Oh, please..."
"By the way, detention isn't a bright thing on a Monday morning." Claude shook his head.
" He was being unnecessary. What's the favour?"
" So, I'm not really alright and I want you to help me talk to Sapphire."
"Or you just can't do it yourself."
" Not that I can't, I just..."
" If you can, then do it yourself. If you need my help play beggar card not victim card."
"Well, I just want you to help me. Tell her you're not in for a relationship."
" Me?"
" Oh, sorry , that I'm not in for a relationship."
" Better. Well, usually I am not to be found having a conversation with someone like Sapphire..."
" Oh please..."
" Is that sassiness I smell?"
" Urgh, no."
" Good, I'll just help you cause you need me."
" Thanks."