It All Started With A Locker

Chapter 3

Hunter POV

"Hunter you'll be late for school, get up", grandma calls from the kitchen.

"I don't like school grandma, its a waste of time", I complain.

"It is not a waste of time, you can get a great job with it and also be more successful than-"

"Don't say it, I'll be ready in ten minutes", I say and got off my bed.

Another semester of school just great. I am tired, I barely got any sleep last night.

I brush my teeth and take a nice cold shower hopefully that keeps me awake till I can sleep in detention or something today.

I put on a leather jeans, black shoes, black T shirt and my new leather jacket. I comb back my light brown hair and put my black shades on my head before swinging my bag over my shoulder.

"You look so handsome why don't you have a girlfriend yet?" Grandma jokes.

I would have one if they aren't afraid of me.

I laugh and kiss her cheek before taking a waffle and leave.

"Remember to be home by 11, I hate to be worry when its a school night", she reminds me.

"I will and don't worry I'll try to get the money soon", I assure her.

"Just be careful and don't land in jail on the first night."

"No promises, but I'll try."

***

I arrive at school on my motorbike then take off my helmet.

A few people watch me, then turn back to their conversations because of my dead glare I shoot at them. Why people are even afraid of me?? Sure I ride a motorbike, in a g**g, has a bad reputation with law and slight anger issues but I'm cool.

Stupid stereotype, people think my mother is dead and my father is in jail that's why I'm in a g**g and always like the jail cell.

"Move out of my way", I demand as I enter the school and people part the way.

"I thought he was expelled last semester."

"I heard he threatened the principal."

"I heard he sold drugs."

I clench my jaws as I walk pass the gossiping part of the school.

Hate those people.

"Hunter Mc Coy glad to see you on time, here's your new locker combination and also you have to share it someone", the secretary says as she hands me the paper. We became friends after she been seeing me here almost everyday since beginning of freshman year.

The first bell rings and I walk into the corridor.

I stop where I see a girl opening my locker, she had honey blonde hair and out of style clothing.

I fold my fist.

"What the hell you're doing here?", I demand at her.

She stops and turn around, that's when I see her emerald eyes widen with fear.

"Um...."

"This is my locker, now scam", I hiss. I didn't mean to sound so harsh, but I can't deal with her other friends being crowding around here.

"But this is my locker as well", she mumbles.

"Look here nerd I am in a good mood this morning, so go before I make your life a living hell", I threaten hopefully that'll scare her off. Everything went quiet.

I see her recognize me and she turns pale.

The second bell rings.

"Oh no I'll be late for class", she gasps and walks down the hallway quickly.

I hope I don't have to see her anytime soon.

Everyone is still watching the scene that's been unfold just now.

"Mind your effing business", I snap and put my books in the locker.

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Trish's POV

I reach my English class just in time as the teacher come in the room after me. I take a seat in the second row on the end, no way I'm taking a middle seat again to get things stick in my hair again. I put my hoodie over my head and Mr. Lewis begins class.

"Hello loser, glad to see can made it to school", Sandra smirks as she and her two friends surround me when I am going to my locker.

"Seriously what you're wearing? This is so last century", Monica says as she pulls my jacket.

"No wonder you're so unpopular you got no style, let's make it look worst than it is shall me", Kimberly smiles and empty her bottle of orange juice on me.

I gasp,"oops my bad", she laughed.

"You.."

"We're popular and you're not that's why you so call 'friend' will ditch you too", Sandra chuckles and they all leave me, blowing a kisses to freshmen.

"Smile nerd", someone laughs and takes a picture of me.

I run down the hallway and went in the janitor's closet and cry.

"Hey you're okay?", someone ask as they open the door, I look up and see the same chestnut hair girl from earlier with sea green eyes.

"Yeah I am fine", I sniff and wipe my nose.

"They're a b***h, hate girls like that", she smile,"come on let's get you clean up I have an extra top in my locker and then we can go for lunch."

Grace Jennings is a nice girl and a transfer from Australia, she's a junior but only 16 years after she skipped a grade in middle school.

"I'll see you at the cafe", I say and she nods.

I have to put my books in that locker, I hope I can do it before Hunter comes.

I open the locker and put my books in.

"I'm just saying she's hot, that doesn't mean I want to get with her", I hear a familiar voice and turn my head to see Hunter coming with his two friends Victor Stone and Spencer Rivers.

"But she totally has the hots for you dude", Hunter punches his shoulder.

Spencer's eyes land on me and I gulp.

"Um Hunter why is there a girl by your locker?" he ask and I see Hunter's head snap in my direction.

"I told you to get lost nerd", he snaps and Victor place a hand on his shoulder.

"This is my locker", I protest.

Spencer laughs,"dude you have to share a locker with a girl, you're lucky man my locker mate is a stupid jock".

"I'll take the left side and keep your things on the right and if I see any pink in there I'll throw it in the trash got it", Hunter says to me and I nod.

"Believe it or not I don't like pink or make up for that matter", I assure him.

"Not my business."

"Let's go guys", Victor says looking up from his phone.

**

"What took so long?", Grace ask as I see her waiting by the door when I enter the cafe.

"Stuff", I shrug, I look around for Jasmine. I haven't seen her all morning.

"Who you're looking for?" Grace ask.

"My friend", I reply and that's when I see her sitting by the popular table in Oscar's lap and I block my mouth. She's laughing at something he says and the three evil step sisters are by the other table on their phones.

"Is that her in-"

"Yes", I whisper,"I can't believe she threw our friendship under the bus like that".

I see her looking around and when her eyes land on me I see guilt flash through them. I shake my head and leave.

"I'll see you later Grace", I say.

"Trish wait!", Jasmine calls behind me and I didn't stop.

"Look I can explain", she stops me and turn me around,"Oscar and I been dating since Halloween and he invited me to sit at his table", she explains.

"But you could of told me that when we chat over winter break", I cross my arms,"but you didn't, some friend you are".

"I'm sorry", she tries to hug me and I pull away.

"Save it, I don't need pity and I certainly don't need you", I snap and she flinches.

"Jasmine, we're going shopping want to come?!", I hear Monica shouts and we turn around.

She watches me then at them,"sure", she skips over to them.

I look down the empty corridor and see Spencer watching me then disappear around the corner.

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