Short filler chapter💫❤️

I open my locker and get out my History textbook. I scowl at it,being free to do so as the corridor is empty. I close up my locker and walk down the corridor as he storage cupboard swings open,I jump but my fear subsides when I notice Thomas standing there. I step inside and close the door behind us.

"Hey," he smiles "I missed you."

"I missed you too," I kiss him passionately "I've gotta get to first period. It's History,I can't be late. Actually,it's not like anyone will be looking for me."

He looks at me with concern "you don't have any friends?"

"A few. We're not really that close. Why does that shock you so much?"

"Because..." he wraps his arm around my waist "up until now I believe you're the toughest person I've ever met,the sweetest too. Because of that I thought you'd be the most popular girl in the school."

I laugh "I don't believe in popularity,I hate it here,I hate everyone. Except you of course."

"Whys that?"

"You've been to school with these people. These popular people believe that they are the only thing of value in this place and the rest of us are only here to cheer them on and provide them with whatever support they need. None of this is fair."

"But,you're smiling," he whispers.

"Because I've got you," I lean in to kiss him as the bell rings. I jump away "I gotta go."

"I'll pick you up at five tonight," he kisses me again and I blush before walking out the cupboard,luckily nobody spotting me. I blush and slowly press my fingers to my lips,savouring the feeling of his lips on mine. There's this feeling that I get when I'm with him;it fizzes like cherry cola and tingles like kisses on my neck. I think it's called happiness.

"Freya!" My friend Kaya yells as she runs to me. Before I can respond she instantly cuts me off "I spotted Brad in bed with another girl last night! Can you believe he'd cheat?! How scummy is that!?"

"You fall in love more than once," I say with a fake smile.

She scoffs "relationship advice from the girl who's never even kissed a boy..." She mumbles "I gotta go. Save me a seat at lunch. Love ya!" She waves and walks off. I roll my eyes and walk into history,sitting down beside Will. I wouldn't exactly call him a friend but he kept me entertained every lesson.

"You okay?" He asks "you seem a little tense."

"I'll be fine," I whisper as I get out my textbook.

"You wanna talk about it?"

"This school Will... Shouldn't they be teaching us how to survive in the world? Yet all I've learnt is to put my hand up the speak and pointless math that I will never need."

"You gotta find something else to care about Freya. You gotta sort this out or it'll eat you alive."

I smile slightly until I see our teacher dump a paper down on Will's desk,revealing a C. He smiles at this as the same C is placed on my desk.

"Shocking Freya," my teacher scoffs.

"What's wrong with a C?" I ask her "Will got a C too. It's a pass right?"

"Yes. A pass,I want you to aim higher. I also want you to resit the paper after school."

"I don't want to."

"Well that would be fine if I was asking you,but I'm not asking you,I'm telling you. You will be here tomorrow. This grade is not good enough."

"Nothing ever is,is it?" I feel the tears begin to pour as I grab my bag. Stuffing my stuff into my bag as I storm out the class. Not even the teacher coming after me... I just walk down the corridor until I reach the doors. I swing them open then slam them shut. I let out a loud exhale and slump down against them,rolling my head back and closing my eyes. I've been making a list in my head of the things they don't teach you at school. They don't teach you how to love somebody. They don't teach you how to be famous. They don't teach you how to be rich or how to be poor. They don't teach you how to walk away from someone you don't love any longer. They don't teach you how to know what's going on in someone else's mind. They don't teach you what to say to someone who's dying. They don't teach you anything worth knowing.