Snippet #1210564

Destanie

I was dead. I swear I might as well have been. the way I felt at that moment I could very well have been dead. I was hollow and empty, walking around in a daze. The Australian sun beat down on the school quad and everyone was talking loudly. I looked around from my spot in the corner of the quad, looking at every group in turn. There was the geeks hanging around outside J block, they were only there because the library was closed. Sweat glistened on their skin as the playd handball. One particularly annoying kid was butting into the game and kept gettting shoved out. They all called him snowy, yelling at him to get lost. A small group of girls and guys sat in the coridoor of J block, in an alcove that everyone called the mole hole. I knew that in that alcove in particular there was a cleaner's closet.

I knew that because Jeremiah had broken into it when he was in year nine and had been caught with his girlfriend having a 'quickie'. I refused to go near that area now. The girls were in a way popular. But they were popular amongst the juniors. They were all in year eight to ten. The few guys in the group were just weird. Then there were the rejects. The group of guys and girls that didn't fit in anywhere else but in their group. they sat to the left of the quad. They were loud and roudy, and gross. But in a way I wanted to be with that group where it didn't matter what you did, you were accepted. The 'cool' guys sat over in a corner where the try hard girls were flirting overly with them. I pitied everyone in those groups, but I could envy them too. I didn't have to do anything really, except smile at this comment, laugh at that one and be an overall robot. Everyone else was so human. They showed emotion. They sweated, they ran, they mucked around and they weren't afraid to show themselves to people. They had true friends.

The girls and guys in my group were all false. They pretended. That's all this school was, pretence. No one was true to each other. next to me Jenny and her boyfrind Kalin were holding hands, flirting and whispering to each other. I could tell what they were saying. Things like, I love you, I missed you, that sort of stuff. All the while Jenny was making eyes at Will and Kalin had his sights on Helena. Nothing was true.
"Hey Dee, what do you think of my new sweater?" Steph asked. I looked over at her. It was a combination of blues and greens. the sweater was nice, but the colours didn't suit her. I smiled falsly.
"It's great. it totally suits you Steph." I said. She beamed at me and went back to her conversation with one of the other girls. I noticed a guy at the corner of H block, a tall guy with brown hair, wearing our school uniform in a scruffy manner.
"Jeremiah?" I murmured and stood up.
"Guy's I just remembered that I have to goe see mr Harris about my maths assignment. Don't wait up for me if I'm not back when the bell goes." I said, with not much convinction. No one really payed attention. I picked up my white side bag and walked away in the direction of the guy.

I turned the corner of H block and saw the guy. I walked up to him. He was smoking.
"Hey! You know you're not meant to be-" I began before he turned around. I realised my mistake.
"What's up babe?" He asked. I realised my stupidity.
"Nothing, I thought you were someone else." The boy looked at his mates and gave a sick grin.
"I'll be whoever you want me to be baby." He said advancing towards me.
"No thanks, I'll be right." I said, backing away. He kept coming and I ran out of space to run. suddenly another guy came out of a classroom.
"hey, she said she didn't want you Josh, leave her alone." The new guy was tall too, with brown hair straked with caramel blond. He was pretty tanned too. Josh backed off and left with his mates laughing.
"What ev. We were just joking around wiv her anyway." He said before slinking off. The guy turned around.
"Are you okay?" he asked me. I nodded.
"Yeah, thanks. I'm Destanie." i said involuntarily. He smiled.
"Steve." Just as he replied the bell rang. I took the opportunity to get out of the situation I'd got myself into.

I didn't relax until I was seated in history listening to the teacher lecture us about ancient greece in detail.