"Bite me Johnson!" The outburst from Rebecca Chambers was definitely loud enough for the whole canteen - scratch that, I'd say neighbourhood - to hear.

I watched on from the lunch que gripping onto my tray harder as they both began to scream louder. You would think a member of staff would have came in to break up the argument - any logical person would have anyway - but yeah, they hadn't.

Maybe it was because they thought it was 'just kids being kids' - that's normally their excuse - or they simple just didn't give a crap.

They get paid to teach, not help.

I shuffled forward in the line as slow as possible so I would be able to see if the dream couple would begin throwing punches at eachother - im a stressed out 17 year old schoolgirl who likes watching people fight, build a bridge and get over it?

They had this same argument at least once every week at the exact same time - which is the reason why everyone else in the canteen were carrying on with their fish stick Friday as usual.

I don't know about you? But I'd much rather see a pair of cringe worthy lovers lose a few teeth, than sit and eat fish sticks with people that don't know the use of a fork.

Feeling my shoulder being nudged gently, I sighed under my breath before looking up towards the culprit.

"You gonna get something or are you waiting for the resurrection of Christ?" Seeing no other than Zachary, the corners of my mouth tugged the slightest, then I remembered I was meant to be angry with him.

Ignoring him, I continued forward and grabbed the food I wanted before walking off - but not too fast as i kind of did want Zachary to talk to me.

Hearing his whine from behind me, I swallowed back the small laugh that was about to escape my lips.

"Come on Blair, you can't still be mad from this morning? How was I supposed to know you needed a ride to school?" Feeling his arm brush up against mine as we slid into sync with each others steps, I tucked a few loose strands of hair behind my ear.

I'll let you know I am brilliant at the silent treatment, I've once went a whole week just to get a pair of jeans.

I could feel his eyes examining the side of my face as I looked straight on. Glancing at him with an annoyed expression, his azure eyes crossed as he replaced his smirk with a goofy grin.

"Durr Blair, have some southern hospitality" he mocked.

Pushing at his shoulder with a breathy laugh, he quickly swung his arm over my shoulder and pulled me in for an embrace.

"I knew I was too cute for you to resist" he sung in a cheerful tune.

As cute as a poke in the eye.

With my face still squished in his chest and trying to still carry my lunch without spilling the contents all over me, it really wasn't helping that zachary smelt like the insides of my little brothers room at this moment.

"Zach, I can't freaking breath" I muffled into his stripey button up. He really did have a things for those.

I think it was meant to add to the whole hipster vibe.

Finally releasing me, my laughs were shortly silenced by the packs of morons in front of me.

Or as Zachary calls them.....

Friends

He slid down next to his friend Jaden, the only one of them that I could actually tolerate.

The rest sucked ass.

There was Chantelle, the typical ditzy blonde that I don't think knew that North West was an actual direction before Kim Kardashian decided to pop one out.

Then there was Ethan, he's always creeped me out. He likes to think he's the Van Gogh of Newcastle. He once cut the hair of this girl in my art class and used it in his painting for the whole year to see.- she wasn't too happy about that. He also once set the boys bathroom on fire and called it 'red art'

I called it arson.

Then there's Leanne, Liam and Crimson, the three musketits - yes I said musketits - as I like to call them. I was convinced that Leanne only had bright red hair because she was Satan's spawn, I wouldn't be surprised if she breathed fire if I'm honest with you. Liam was probably the biggest wad ever, but a good looking wad at that. And last but not least...

Crimson .

"Blair, what a.....pleasant surprise" her manicured fingers intwined together as she leant her elbows on the table and cocked her head towards me.

Her golden hair cascaded down her back in perfect waves, getting lighter as it reached the ends. Her light ocean eyes glared at me with hatred while her smile looked as if butter wouldn't melt.

Pfft, that shit would boil.

"Crimson, looking as dashing as ever, I see. I really do like that shade of slut you're wearing today, brings out your chicken fillets" matching her sweet smile, I didn't miss the stare from Zachary as he heard my words.

Unfortunately, Crimson was Zachary's girlfriend. They've been going out for about 1 month now, having more breakups than Taylor fucking swift.

When I had heard the news that they were going out, I nearly passed out from disgust and shock. Crimson was a cold hearted bitch, yet everyone was so far up her ass they could smell shit.

So to why Zachary ever asked out the little devils child, I have no clue.

"Now now Blair bear-"

"Bitch, I will cut you-" suddenly being pulled away from the bitch fest that I was pleasantly apart of, I looked up at captain save a ho.

"Zachary, what the hell?!" Dragging me out to the courtyard, I finally ripped out of his grip.

"I just don't feel like bailing you out of jail today, sue me" he shrugged. Leaning himself on the brick wall behind me, I copied his actions and peered at him from the corner of my eye.

I was kind of waiting for the 'You don't talk to my girlfriend like that you little bitch' rant.

"One punch and I swear I'll stop, you won't even-" cocking his head, he raised one eyebrow and narrowed his his eyes, signalling that I wasn't getting anywhere.

Pulling my bottom lip into my mouth, we both looked ahead at the calming greenery that filled the courtyard.

Surprisingly, not a lot of people came out here. I dont think it was considered as 'cool' or 'socially acceptable'.

Crimsons words, not mine.

I watched as the wind blew the autumn leaves away from our view, sweeping them around the oak trees and into he flower beds. I felt so empty whilst watching the wind sweep things away, blowing them away as if they were never there in the first place.

"Blair, are you alright?" Shutting my eyes sharply, I could feel his eyes roaming my paling face.

You know that feeling you get on one of those roller coasters, you know the ones that slowly travels to the top and then drops within seconds. You know that feeling you get when it drops.

I've had that feeling every single day for the past year, yet I've been putting on this I don't give a shit façade. I thought if I acted like it didn't bother me, then it wouldn't. I thought that if I smiled, then I'd somehow feel happy.

I felt as if I said that I was fine, then I would be.

"I'm fine"

I'm fine.

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