When Dares Collide

TWO

I HEAVED A sigh of relief as I came down from the car. Folding a page, I kept my book inside my bag as Clarisse escorted me down the hallway.

We made our way past noisy students who shrieked like were-coyotes when they see their friends and crush coming.

It's not like I'm being rude.

Sherwood Coast High consists of different kind of students, the popular ones, the rude ones, the pretty and mean ones and then the shy ones, well I'm in that category.

“Prom is five months away, Phebes.” Clarisse said as she gave me a quick hug.

She really love this stuff and I don't.

“Nice! Cause I'm not going.” I said with mock contrite.

Prom is very important especially to us seniors. I didn't say it before but I would be graduating this year. I suck at party stuff. Prom is when students buy expensive prom dresses or rent tuxedos, a huge amount of final year students buy theirs and give corsages to their dates and sometimes ride to the prom in a rented limo.

Well, nice enough I don't have a boyfriend or a date so I'm not going to disgrace myself when I get there.

“It's not like it's tomorrow bes, it's five months away.” Clarisse pout.

“I can't Clarisse, it's fine with you and Evan but not with me, I'm sorry.” I tried so hard to hide my feeling. It's hurt so much when you can't feel like others. When you can't love like them.

“I can't go without you being there, you know?”

“Clar, you have Evan.” I mocked her.

“I'll help you change your mind.” She smiled rubbing my head like a little child. Sometimes, she behaves like my mom.

Let's see about that. “Till then.” I told her.

“Till then.” She replied.

Well that's if I'm ever going to have my mind changed.

“I want to go pick some textbooks I'm having Chemistry class in first period.” I told her and we parted ways while I walked down to where my locker was.

I typed in my password and took out my chemistry textbook. Clarisse was the one who advised me to ensure a security password in my locker. She told me this out of her own experience. The day I never did, some rude and attentions seeker girls sprinkled paint on my books which I'm still not happy till today.

Well, that's high school for me.

I entered into class and lo and behold Miss Dennis had started teaching. I bit my lips frustratingly, I was late again. I was always arriving late to chemistry class and I don't want to make it a bad habit.

“Miss Hale you keep coming late to my class and why is that?” She asked, hands akimbo.

It's not like I'm intentionally coming late to her class. I woke up late and I'm not going to lie, my mom warned me about staying up late and streaming Umbrella Academy on Netflix at night.

“I-I-I didn't mean to come late I was busy with some stuff at home.” I stuttered and everyone burst into a deep round of laughter.

What am I? A comedian? It's not like what I said was funny.

“Poor Phoebe forgot to do her dishes at night. Hilarious!” one of Michelle's squad said and I rolled my eyes at her.

“You know you are one of Sherwood's brilliant students Miss Hale, adding to that you are one of my best student, don't let your lateness ruin that for you, okay?” Miss Dennis told me and I nodded.

I've only came late twice to her class, why was she acting like I do it all the time?

“Yes ma'am.” I replied. Even if she was strict she was my favorite teacher of the year.

I walked towards my favorite seat and realized it had been taken by Michelle Conway, the rude and pretty b***h of Sherwood Coast High.

“Sorry Bee, you better come earlier next time, you might as well skip doing your dishes and come very early.” She said and her minions gave a rude throaty laughter. I rolled my eyes,clutching my books to my chest.

She was so rude.

I sat in front of the bad boy of Sherwood Coast High. I don't know what people see in him giving him the title 'the most handsome'. Funny enough!

I've been a student of this prestigious school for over six years and I still don't know everyone's names. Social activities are not my thing. I watched with keen interest as Miss Dennis blabbed on the topic Empirical Formula and Relative Molecules. I'm not a lover of Chemistry but I'm doing my best.

I watched the bad boy as he busied himself spraying cologne on his neck. He wasn't even listening to the teaching. Who does that when a teacher is in the class? Who was he? The owner of the school.

I choked as it got in my nostrils. It had this strong alcoholic smell which I didn’t like. I was allergic to alcohol. I wanted to tell him to stop but no word was forming in my mouth.

I was going through a tough time trying so hard to breathe when Miss Dennis pointed at me.

“Miss Hale can you tell us what Relative Molecule is?” She asked me. Indeed being brilliant has it own perks.

I was the chosen sheep to be slaughtered at the butcher's table. Nice!

Her face was smiling but I took it that she was frowning at me. Why the hell did she point at me? Am I the only student in class?

It was worse even as the whole class darted their prying eyes towards my direction. I was having this kind of inconvenience because of the bad boy who sat opposite me, he should have been the one answering the questions because he pulled this stunt in the first place. How dare he spray cologne in the class? Why was no one noticing or even perceiving it? Why was I the only one?

I need to leave the class like hell now!

“Miss Dennis,I'm so sorry but I need to go to the bathroom now,” I told her, trying not to sound like I didn't have the answer to her question so I had to make a filthy excuse to leave the class.

I know the answer but I can't just choke while saying it, else I make a fool of myself in front of the whole class.

“You can go" She told me and I ran out of the class like one being chased by a fox, I like her because she always permits me whenever I ask for it.

She is the best teacher I've ever come across as far as Sherwood Coast High is concerned. I hope she never changes.