The bell rings and makes almost the whole class jump. I gather my things and shove it in my book bag as I hear a big rip in the bottom as all of my things fall out of the bottom. Shit. I toss the ripped bag to the back of the classroom near the trash can and Pick up everything that was in it and head out of the classroom.
I hear snickering behind me as I walk out of the front school doors. I turn around behind me and it's 3 girls. A blonde one, a red haired one and a second blonde one. Once they see me make eye contact with them they stop laughing. They look me up and down and shove past me. Its the same 3 girls everyday. They are in my homeroom and are the most well known girls in the school for their looks, though I've never known their name.
I see Jace and I catch up to him waking to his car. "Hey, Jace. I haven't seen you all day, where have you been?" I ask out of breath.
"Oh I skipped again." He says, looking at the ground as he fidgets with his keys.
"Everything good?" I ask trying to get him to look at me.
"Yeah, of course. You coming home with me tonight?" He asks finally looking at me.
"Sure. Lemme just text my mom real quick." I get in his car and we play some music as we go down the street to his house. Its full of huge houses filled with families with 6+ kids at least. Now that I think about it I think Jace is the only, only child in his neighborhood. To be fair, nobody probably thinks that because he's always with me or I'm always with him.
He pull into his driveway as his black, metal gates open after he punches a code into his phone a little too fast for my liking. He parks his car into the driveway and we both get out. Jace looks at my stuff piled in the back of his car. "What happened to your bags El?" He asks helping me gather my books into one hand as he lightly touches my hand to help "support" the weight.
"Oh, my bag ripped again." I stutter. Why am I all of a sudden nervous around Jace? Is it because he touched my hand? No it couldn't be! He's touched my hand multiple times before. Why is this so different?
"Oh okay I can give you another one don't worry." He says turning the key to his abnormally large front door. We walk in and it smells comforting. Its like that smell of your boyfriends or girlfriends perfume or cologne. It makes you feel safe. I set my stuff down and we head up stairs. I check my phone and my mom responded to my text with a simple "K". She never really cares where I go, but I still let her know just to let her know where I am. Its a respect thing.
I always had this thing with respect. I would always treat anyone with respect no matter how they treated me. Its not really a good thing if you really think. about it but even if my parents don't care where I am or if I'm okay, I still should let them know how I am?
Jace jumps on his bed making a slight squeak come from the springs. "Come up." He says patting the spot next to him. I lay down next to him and he turns on the TV to a Netflix show that was in the middle of an episode. After a while I end up falling asleep close to something warm. I think it was just a stuffed animal or one of Jays dogs.