TUESDAY
Although it is the first day of the new semester, and the halls are overrun by students returning from the general assembly in a hurry trying to get to their first classes on time and the overlapping of various male and or female voices, I can process my thoughts. Summer is already over, Not that I wanted to stay home, But it was preferable to being in a building for several hours with fucking Morons. If this weren't my final year at Northwood High (whose motto is "Attaining excellence," This is ironic, Considering the past few years.) I would kill every one of them and play in their bloo- "Jackson!!" A familiar voice calls out from behind me before I can finish my thoughts of mass murder and genocide. I am interrupted by who I presume is Cathy Willows, whose infatuation with me is palpable. For a moment, I pretend not to hear her, But eventually, I am compelled to turn and say hello.
"Cate. Hey," I say upon seeing her. She's dressed in a white crop top by Vince Camuto, A royal blue skirt also by Vince, White leggings (No doubt to impress me, but I pretend not to notice), and white sneakers by Giorgio Armani, All of which complement her stunning teal-colored eyes and lovely blonde hair beautifully. Also, I think her eyes would be the jewel of my collectio-"Jackson, Omg, I haven't seen you all summer. You look so good!" Cate exclaimed. I could feel her eyes scanning over me, lingering on my arms and My chiseled features. "You look even hotter, like, how is that even possible." She murmuringly says, Thinking I had not heard. I am almost convinced by the voices to kill her for obstructing my... thoughts. Straggle her to death right where she stands and joyfully watch as her eyes pop from their sockets, No doubt taking them as a souvenir, But I calm myself and reluctantly accept her engagement to a conversation. "It has been a while, Cate. Did you enjoy the summer break?" I say, Pretendingly as though I care.
My summer was perfect. It contained all the little details that make a summer a good one. Blood, Murder, Water curing the neighbor's dog, Melting its skin, Tissue, and muscle fibers with various acids and acid-like solutions... Like I said, "Perfect". "Not to brag or anything, but my family and I spent the holiday in LA. We stayed at this five-star hotel. What was its name? Uhm... Yeah, it was The Ritz-Carlton. It was great. I even made new friends. So, There was this girl. Her name was Jessica, and we became like besties on the first day. We even shared phone numbers so that we could still chat after our stay..." Said Cate happily. She went on like this for what felt like an hour. But Almost on the verge of taking my own life and being done with this one-sided "Conversation" the bell rings saving me from myself... For now. Joyfully I say, "Cate, It was nice catching up with you but, I have to go, Math for first period you know how that is, We'll talk at lunch." I begin to walk away before she can respond but, soon enough she does, "Oh, Okay. See you at lunch, I guess. Bye." I continue to walk away from her without even returning a farewell.
I thought she would have never stopped talking. I should elude her when she tries to speak to me again(Or perhaps cut her tongue from her head). I did try my best not to listen when she was spouting on, But some of her "noise" pierced its way into my ear canal, Disrupting the little peace I had procured. She mentioned not seeing me all summer... I wonder why, maybe it was because she was in another state. The stupid bitch. Upon arrival to the room in which I had my first class for the day, I mentally prepared myself for what was behind that door, Presumably a room of lesser persons my age and a teacher on the brink of committing suicide...