A New Person A New Life

Alexandra POV I was walking down the halls at school, as usual. Watching all these students walking to class as well as me, I hate people, no offense, it’s just, I don’t like being around others (humans).  So right know as I walk into the classroom, I accidentally bump into some of the popular kids, but I didn't pay attention to what they were saying. I just walked past them, while I ignored them and went to my seat and minded my own business. They gave me an angry, irritated look, but I didn’t care. For some reason, I started to look around the classroom. I realized I don’t really like this place it’s too small. There is also not a lot of students in this class, it’s just ten students, including me. Weird, the other classes have at least twenty students. Why wish I knew. Why am I talking about the size and the number of students in this classroom? Maybe the other students were right, I might go crazy. Nah, who cares anyway. “Can everyone take a seat so we can begin the lesson?” Said the teacher while he walked in. Mr. Frank is our teacher, he is not as tall as other teachers, but I don’t care, and as you can see, I don’t care about a lot of things. Anyways, he has brown blond hair and blue eyes. He has the sportcoat casual outerwear style, it’s a look where he wears a shirt over a sportcoat, and some denim pants with some boots. That's it the sportcoat casual outerwear style. “So did all of you do yesterday’s homework?” He said. He gives us homework every day, even on Fridays. I sometimes feel like he hates us or something, and sometimes he even gives us an irritating surprise test. I don’t like school, it’s a place where they (the teachers) stand in front of us and say some bullshit, and then expect us to understand every s**t they say. Maybe I shouldn't be so mean no actually I don't care, and why do I have a feeling that you knew I was going to say that.  Do you know what I hate the most about the school, the fact that they give us these stupid tests, just to see how they can destroy our lives even more? I can't sleep anymore because of this place. Maybe making us not sleep anymore is one of the ways they use to destroy our life or should I say that this is a way to kill us.  It just kills me, and the only thing I do is study and study, nothing more. I don't like it so leave me alone, please just for one day. And if it was up to me, I would never study ever again in my entire life, but you know I can’t disappoint the parents. And then I have this teacher who comes and gives me these stupid surprise tests, does he want to kill me? Like, if you want to kill me, just do it, I mean it. Nothing is interesting in my life, that it comes to some point in my life, I just start complaining, about how much I hate school. So yeah, this is my life. “Okay, so who can tell me about-” said Mr. Frank while he got interrupted by someone who knocked on the door twice.  He started talking again and ignored the knocking, the person behind the door stopped for a while, I think he thought it was wired that a teacher wouldn’t open the door, while there was another person behind it. That person knocked again. Mr. Frank walked to the door that was two meters away from him, and said “What?!” The other person, or well, the other guy was shocked, and a little irritated. Eliot POV Where is the classroom? Do these people not have anyone to show the new kid around? After looking for a while, I finally found the classroom. The wired thing was that I was knocking on the door right? And no one seems to care that someone was behind the door trying to get to the class, and seriously even though this might be the wrong class, couldn’t anyone open this door and tell me where to go. After knocking on the door for the second time, I gave up. When I was about to leave, I heard someone who was about to open the door, so I stopped. “What?!” Said this rude teacher, who seriously needs to learn how to introduce himself, and they say teenagers need to learn some manners. “I am new here, is this where I am supposed to be?” I asked a little irritated. He walked to his desk and came back to the door, and took with him his laptop and asked “Your name?” “Elio--Eliot Nicklaus,” I said. “Oh yeah, you’re the new kid,” he said while he scratched his head. Obviously, I said but not out loud. I just said that I am new here, man, these people are stupid. “Come in,” he said while he moved to the side to let me walk in. I walked in the classroom, he was walking behind me right to his desk and took a seat, I stopped beside it and looked around, and then at the teacher. “Everybody this is the new kid his name is E--El,” he said. “Eliot,” I said trying to help him out, not to be rude or anything but is it that hard to remember someone's name, I am not judging, just asking, seriously? “Eliot, right,” he said. I smiled but it wasn't exactly an I am happy smile, it's one of my I am irritated smile, please give me a seat smile.  “Please, introduce yourself,” he said, whenever I have to move to another school, all the teachers ask this. Okay, I get it, but why do these people have to know me. I am only seeing them for the next year. And I don't think anyone of them wants to get to know me or even going to remember me for the years that go by. I turned to the other students and said, “Hi, I am Eliot!” Can I take a seat now, wanted to say that out loud, but didn't. It was quiet for a little while. No one was saying anything. Almost all of us were just looking around the classroom, waiting for something to happen. I looked at the teacher, “Is there anything else you want to say about yourself?” The teacher asked while he smiled at me. I looked at the students again, “Em...I am new here.”  Everybody laughed, except for this one girl, it didn’t seem like she paid any attention to what was happening, she seemed different. Alexandra POV This guy walked in, probably someone new. All I have to say is welcome to hell!  I looked down, in my diary, that I carry around with me everywhere. Because I have everything in there, that is personal, and stuff. You know stuff, about my whole life, and other things. I looked up, after a while, and everybody was laughing, why are they laughing? What just happened? I looked at the teacher, and the new student, the teacher was looking around after a seat for him (the new student), and the boy was looking at something, in my direction, is there something on the wall, behind me, or is he looking at me?  “He can seat over here.” Said Britney, she is one of the popular girls at this school. She is not a person I like, well she hates me. And why you may ask, don’t ask me, I don’t know what her problem is, she just hates me for some reason.  She has long blond hair and green eyes. She has a girly style, she only wears dresses, skirts, and blouses or something else, over the skirts. She is, well...as I have heard someone say, she is the queen of the school. A queen without a king, she has no boyfriend, she had, but I heard he broke up with her because she cheated on him. Why? Ask her. “Nice of you, Britney, but you already have someone sitting next to you.” Said Mr. Frank, which made Britney show a disappointment face expression to the teacher. But it made me laugh, just not out loud, and it wasn't that funny, but still. The new boy was just standing there beside the teachers desk looking around, I think he felt a little uncomfortable, which made me wonder, maybe there is someone that also could hate her as much as I do, but he kind of just meet her so, I don’t think so.  I looked down on my diary again wanted to write something, until the teacher said. “Why don’t you take a seat next to Alexandra,” said the teacher.  What, I like sitting alone, it makes it easier not to get any friends, But guess I just got to ignore him. No, now I have to work with him too. I usually work alone when we have to work with a partner, but now I have to work with somebody, it’s my worst nightmare. He was walking past all the other students. They turned around as he walked to his seat, next to mine. The teacher must hate me. I looked down at my diary and closed it. Because like I said, for some time ago, I almost opened it, but now I can’t. I can't even write in it while we have classes anymore, or just for fun. Yay, maybe it’s not that bad, maybe he is different from the other students. Nah…  What am I saying, nobody is different, all of them are the same. Their just some idiots who want to be cool and get attention and nothing more, no offense, but that's just how it is. “Hey,” he said when he took his seat and looked at me. I didn’t say anything back, just pushed my things aside, I usually put some of my stuff on his desk. I guess that is not gone happen anymore. No offense, but I hope somebody moves away or changes classes so he can get their seat. And then I can get that desk back, and so I can work by myself, again. “I am Eliot,” he said. “Look, you don’t need to talk to me, or even look at me, it’s for the best,” I said while I was playing with the keys to the lock in my diary. I was trying to tell him to never talk to me so that we don’t become friends or anything. “Why?” he said, looking all confused. I looked up, and then at him and said: “Well, you see, everybody thinks I am a freak and stuff. And the thing is, I don’t want you to be called that too, so the best thing for you to do is just hanging out with them and do whatever they do.”  The fact that I said that was true, but I wasn’t entirely honest, I just didn’t want to get a friend, or get attached to somebody.  “I can talk to whoever I want.” He said, not getting what I was trying to tell him. “I didn’t say you couldn’t I just said not with me. Anyone else, I don’t care, but not with me. Okay?” I said a little annoyed, and when I said okay, I rolled my eyes because I got irritated. Doesn’t this guy get what I am saying?  “No, not okay, because I don’t think you’re being honest with me,” he said confidentially. How did he know that he just met me? “And what makes you say that you just met me, and you don’t know anything about me. But you still think that you now when I lie or not.” I said, leaning closer to him and then back. “I just have a feeling that you're not being honest,” he said and then smiled when he stopped talking and then turning his direction to the teacher. I shook my head with a smile, wired, nobody has made me smile in a while. An hour later… “Let’s talk about this more next time,” Mr.Frank said while he was looking at some papers at his desk. I stood up as well as all the other students and took my diary and my bag, and I walked to the door and was about to leave, the teacher stopped me. “Alexandra?” Said the teacher, and it looked like he was in a hurry to get somewhere. “Can you show Eliot around the school? I would, but I have to get to a meeting.” He continued. “Can’t someone else do it.” The teacher looked at me with an angry, but also a little disappointed face. I looked at Eliot, and he was still standing beside his desk, packing his stuff. “Yeah sure,” I said, not happy at all. I was supposed to ignore this guy, but okay, just got to do this. Then I walked out, and the teacher started to talk with Eliot about something, it seemed important. Eliot POV “Hey, Eliot comes over here.” I walked to his desk. “Yeah?” I said. “Alexandra will show you around the school today,” he said, I kind of wanted to laugh, because it was kind of funny, she didn’t want me near her, or it seemed like that. “Look, you don’t need to talk to me, or even look at me, it’s for the best.” She said while she was playing with some keys. “Why?” I said, looking all confused. She looked up, and then at me and said, “Well, you see, everybody thinks I am a freak and stuff. And the thing is, I don’t want you to be called that too, so the best thing for you to do is just hanging out with them and do whatever they do.”  “I can talk to whoever I want,” I said. “I didn’t say you couldn’t I just said not with me. Anyone else I don’t care but not me, okay?” She said, a little angry. She is a wired girl, but interesting, it makes me want to get to know her even though she doesn’t want to get to know me. She is unusual, and I like it, never met anyone like her. “Okay,” I said excitedly but acted like nothing. “And if she says or just act a little wired that’s normal she is like that,” the teacher said I got confused and irritated what kind of teacher says something like that. “Are you her father, or something?” I asked while I crossed my hands. “No, why?” Oh, okay, I have never met a teacher who would say something like this about his students too. But okay, I am not going to complain or say something about it. “No, I was just wondering,” I said trying not to act all surprised. “Okay, good luck!” Good luck? Like what does he think will happen? I think he needs help, or something maybe it's just me. “Thanks, I guess,” I said, looking confused, mad, and irritated.  I walked out of the classroom and saw Alexandra standing by some lockers. I walked up to her, and she looked a little sad but also mad, maybe she hates me this much. I know why she is mad, she didn't want me to talk or even look at her, but what I don't understand is the fact that she looked a little sad. She said, “Are you sure you want to go to this school?” I gave her a surprised, but confused look. She turned around and said, “Well, okay then, all I have to say is-" She lifted her hands and said, "Welcome to hell!” I smiled and shook my head, she started to walk, and I followed her. To be continued…